GM Doug's Fate in the Future [NostalgiaCon] (Inactive)

Game Master Doug Hahn

Fafrd hits the creature once, but it still stands. -38 HP

Seelah & Ezren are up!

Seelah takes a swing at the metal man next to her and Farfd. "These things do not go down readily, do they?"

Longsword: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (4) + 14 = 18
Slashing damage: 2d8 + 4 ⇒ (7, 2) + 4 = 13

Whiffing through open air again, she instead steps up to Farfd and lightly knees him in the side. "I've got my hands full, but have some healing. By the Grace of Iomedae you, hopefully, won't be dying today."

Lay on Hands for Farfd. 18 hp and +1 AC bonus for a round. I would have done that last turn but Seelah really should have been in the thick of it.

Ezren strides up next to Fafrd. He then pushes some sparks out his finger tips towards the two Metal Men.

Electricity, DC21 Basic Reflex Save: 3d4 + 4 ⇒ (2, 4, 1) + 4 = 11

He reaches over to touch Fafrd's hammer "If it is alright, I think a little more electric damage might be useful"
As a free action Ezren uses Bespell Weapon on Fafrd's Hammer to give him an extra 1d6 electricity damage. I'll copy and paste the whole feat into discussions."

Stride(A).Electric Arc(AA).Bespell Weapon(F).

2: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (14) + 12 = 26
3: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (20) + 12 = 32 At least your arcs are eating my crits.

This time the other metal-man hops over the arc, avoiding the damage altogether! The other one avoids the worst of the blast.

Metal Man 3 powers up its laser, strides away, and shoots Fafrd!

1d20 + 15 ⇒ (12) + 15 = 27
Fire: 3d8 + 2 ⇒ (7, 2, 2) + 2 = 13 Reduced to 6 by Seelah

More ranger eyebrows burn. He might not have any left soon.

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Future Foes Round 2-3

Battlemap

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BOLD IS UP!:
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➤ Siddhartha (51/68 HP) │ Shield
➤ Maldlethu (51/51 HP)
Metal Man 2 (-17 HP) │ Power diverted to melee array
Ezren (53/53 HP)
Seelah (61/78 HP)
Fafrd (21/74 HP)
Metal Man 3 (-38 HP) │ Power diverted to melee array
➤ Feiya (53/53 HP) │ 11 temp hp

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RECALL KNOWLEDGE:
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I don't what these things are, but at least they take damage.

◆ Stride to flank #2 with Seelah

◆ Flurry of Blows

First Attack of Flurry of Blows: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (4) + 14 = 18
Bludgeoning damage: 2d4 + 4 ⇒ (4, 1) + 4 = 9

Second Attack of Flurry of Blows: 1d20 + 14 - 4 ⇒ (1) + 14 - 4 = 11
Bludgeoning damage: 2d8 + 4 ⇒ (8, 3) + 4 = 15

◆ Cast Shield

Maldlethu unrolls the scroll dramatically, then squints unhappily at one section. “By the power of… ugh, why is it never Nethys? By the power of Shelyn - and Nethys! - be healed!” Silvery-pink light collects around the scroll, then gently arcs to Fafrd.

Healing: 3d8 + 24 ⇒ (6, 5, 5) + 24 = 40

Casting heal from scroll [AA] and shield [A].

Event roil around the ulfen ranger, and his health is as big of a roller coaster as his emotions! "Thank you!"

While his singed eyebrows will take time to grow back properly, at least new fresh flesh has regrown from his grievous wounds

Feiya looks at Fafrd and simply says "Heal!"

Then she waves her hand, and part of the fallen foe flies towards the Metal Man 3

Telekinetic Projectile@Metal man 3: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (18) + 11 = 29
Damage, bludgeoning: 3d6 + 4 ⇒ (3, 1, 6) + 4 = 14

"Eat this full-plate man!"

Life boost@Faffrd, Telekinetic Projectile

Feia dents the metal-man's head! It is "Bloodied." If you hit it once you will probably down it so give me backup options on your turn anticipating a downed enemy.

Metal man 2 is annoyed with Feiyya, vomiting swarms and throwing rocks AND healing. It trudges up to her, fires up its arm module, and punches!

Dalek voice: EXTERMINATE! ACTIVATING MELEE PROTOCOL! EXTERMINATE!

Punch: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (7) + 15 = 22
B, E: 2d8 + 6 + 1d8 ⇒ (5, 6) + 6 + (1) = 18 Goodbye 11 temp HP

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Future Foes Round 2-3

Battlemap

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BOLD IS UP!:
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Siddhartha (51/68 HP) │ Shield
Maldlethu (51/51 HP)
Metal Man 2 (-17 HP) │ Power diverted to melee array
➤ Ezren (53/53 HP)
➤ Seelah (61/78 HP) │ Reaction Used
➤ Fafrd (61/74 HP) │ Fast Heal 6 (0/4)
Metal Man 3 (-52 HP) │ Power diverted to melee array
Feiya (46/53 HP)

**HOUSE GM ANNOUNCEMENT**

”Great job, Pathfinders! We’ve cleared the dangerous predators out of the ruins!”

Table GMs, the Predators Destroyed condition on page 17 is now in effect.

Seelah grumbles as both of the men move away from her. "Anyone know where on Akiton these people live? When we get back to Golarion, I swear I'm going to see about sending a strongly worded letter to their leaders! That is of course unless they are all this rude and aggressive."

She then takes a swing at the man threatening Feiya.

+1 longsword: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (9) + 14 = 23
Slashing: 2d5 + 4 ⇒ (3, 4) + 4 = 11

She then raises her shield and bangs on it. "I'm a much more dangerous threat! Attack me!"

Ezren shoots more sparks out of his palm, then raises his staff with his other hand and hurls it Metal Man #3.

electricity, DC 21 Basic Reflex Save: 3d4 + 4 ⇒ (4, 4, 2) + 4 = 14

Hand of the Apprentice: 1d20 + 11 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 11 + 2 = 26
B: 2d8 + 4 ⇒ (7, 7) + 4 = 18

Electric Arc (AA). Hand of the Apprentice(A).

2: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (2) + 12 = 14
3: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (8) + 12 = 20

Seelah slashed the metal-man!

Ezren then blasts the two metal men with electricity, destroying one. His staff follows up, clobbering the other one upside the head and finishing ]it off too!

Nicely done!

The room falls silent… out of combat!

The insect-like creature on the floor is dead. They have strange-looking gear and wear an odd-looking pin decorated with stars. Art on slide 1

The rift hovers there, in the air. Feiya and Maldlethu recognize this as a moderate time rift. Creatures and objects from the creature can get through, not just voices! It has been caused by someone meddling with the Dimension of Time, and left unchecked it will grow and create more serious anomalies.

You can close it with an Arcana, Nature, Occultism, Religion, or Thievery check.

Feyia looks at the rift and then turns to Fafrd "Do you have a bigger hammer?" she asks but then she reaches to one of her pouches.

Occultism: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (18) + 14 = 32

She reaches for magic and begins to temper with the rift

"No, this one does just fine." replies Fafrd. "Though I may want to replace it with a silver one, just in case."

Feiya closes the rift. Just before it closes several crates of strange gear appears: tubes with glowing metal, strange writing, and more.

The crates are labelled “Property of the Starfinder Society.”

Maldlethu can’t bear to watch as Feiya dispels the magic of the temporal rift, but his eyes light up at the arrival of strange boxes. “Quickly, let us open these!”

Seelah grabs ahold of Maldlethu's shoulder before he can dig into the boxes. "Hold up these aren't our property and we don't know what these do. We should take care to not break or possibly blow up anything in here. If traveling with Fumbus has taught me anything it's to never mess with glowing things you don't know what they are."

Seelah grabs ahold of Maldlethu's shoulder before he can dig into the boxes. "Hold up these aren't our property and we don't know what these do. We should take care to not break or possibly blow up anything in here. If traveling with Fumbus has taught me anything it's to never mess with glowing things you don't know what they are."

"I learned something completely different..." she says glad that the rift is no longer there.

"Starfinder Society, what an idiotic name."

**HOUSE GM ANNOUNCEMENT**

”Thanks to your hard work, we’ve secured an alliance with the locals!”

Table GMs, the Local Alliance condition is in effect.

Before the rift has a chance to close, Fafrd grabs as many crates as he can.

"Back off if you want, Seelah. But I am opening these."

He then inspects them for safety before proceeding further.

One crates is filled strange metal balls that look like fruit that have pins on their top. It's labeled CONCUSSION GRENADES

There is another, larger case full of long tubes with shoulder pads on one end, handles in the middle with a switch, with cone-shaped metal objects sticking out the other end. They almost look like hand-held Alkenstar Cannons. It's labeled TACTICAL CLUSTER ROCKET LAUNCHERS

Another case is packed with red canisters that have gauges and flexible on them. FIRE EXTINGUISHERS

Seelah's eyes widen at the sight of the second crate and quickly swoops in, pulling it out and moving it as far away from the rest of the rest of the group as possible. "Nope! No portable cannons! These things are so liable to explosions. If there's any fire nearby the blackpowder could leave little bits of us EVERYWHERE! If you want to look at these, look at them waaaaaaayyyy over here!"

”I wonder how these all works?” wonders Fafrd. ”Hang on, Seelah. They could be useful. ”

From across the room Seelah shouts, "Could be but you mess with them over here away from everyone else... and point them down that hallway at all times!"

Feiya lifts one of the fruits and tosses it with all her strength at the wall. "I think this one is broken...unless it is a magical item, and I need to channel through it." She wonders out loud

"Well, fire extinguishers might be helpful, by the sound of then. The other rocket launchers, sounds like some sort of fireworks, but looks more dangerous. The grenades, lemme think on it."

Crafting(U) to figure out grenades: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7

"Probably some trick. Aren't there other Alkenstari bombs called grenades?"

He then checks out one of the rocket launchers, comparing to what he knows of Alkenstari guns. "This should just be point and shoot."

He grabs one of the rocket launchers, and looks for ammunition. "Each of us should grab a fire extinguisher. Probably be helpful if hit by alchemists' fire or the like."

Ezren picks up one of the fruit like ball
”Feiya? What do you think the pin on the top is? Is that a point where Magic needs to be focused?”

Fafrd thinks these "grenades" are a kind of sport ball, similar to the ones used in the Ulfen game Knattleikr of his homeland. it is played with a ball that is hit by a bat.

Weird these objects have a pin, but then again they seem to be weighted well for rolling and throwing…

Fafrd explains aboutthe game Knattleikr, pondering, "I wonder if those 'rocket launchers' are just a fancy bat?"

How would these "Fire Extinguisher" things even work? Hitting a fire with a metal tank isn't going to put it out.

He will examine a grenade.

Crafting to figure out the grenades: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23

No idea what the DC would be

It feels like it might hurt if I hit you with it.

DC by level (level 5) + uncommon adjustment = 22

Siddartha is sure hitting these grandees with a bat would hurt a lot and throw you backwards. Who knows what would happen if you bit one with one of these TACTICAL CLUSTER ROCKET LAUNCHER bats…

As for the fire extinguisher, perhaps some kind of magic comes out of the nozzle.

Seelah looks at the 'TACTICAL CLUSTER ROCKET LAUNCHER' bat things and spots the tiny thing with a curve to it as if to fit a finger. "Wait I think I've seen something similar to this in Alkenstar... I think they called it a tigger? Anyways, it might launch what ever rocket like thing is in here. Didn't know a firework could be clustered and tactically at that." She raises the bat like thing gingerly and turns to face away from everyone the bat parellel to the group in case it launches the wrong direction and pulls the 'tigger'.

**HOUSE GM ANNOUNCEMENT**

“Abnormal presences have been detected! The focus is close! Rendezvous at the glacial cave, Pathfinders!”

Table GMs, this is your 1-day warning.

Seelah aims the TACTICAL CLUSTER ROCKET LAUNCHER at a nearby wall and pulls the trigger.

Nothing happens for a moment, then

WHOMP!

it kicks back, making the Paladin stumble!

BOOM!

The wall she was aiming at… explodes. Pieces of rock fly everywhere.

Ashasar Slide 1 is kneeling on the other side. Apparently he was working on closing a rift in the adjacent chamber. Well, it's not adjacent anymore.

He doesn't move a muscle. Nor do you. You stare at each other in frozen tableau for several excruciating seconds.

Ashasar looks at the smoking hole. He looks at the rocket launcher on Seelah's shoulder. He looks at the rest of you just standing there.

The tiny elemental that's always circling his head whirls like a thundercloud. He speaks very slowly. What… did… you… do…?

A nearby pillar topples over.

Seelah stares at the hole for a long moment and then silently thinks to herself, Iomedae above, I NEVER want to be on the wrong end of one of these! She stares at Ashasar taking in the hole and smoke slowly before gingerly setting the launcher down. "I was uh... Testing out these TACTICAL CLUSTER ROCKET LAUNCHERS."

She then turns to the rest of the group and says, "And that is why I was saying we should be extremely careful about these things. Did you see that explosion? How it turned part of the wall there into nothing-ness? We shouldn't mess with things we don't know what they are. Now toss those fruits out and let's try not to mess with what ever that fire extinguisher does. For all we know it doesn't actually extinguish things."

Fafrd grin turns into a smile as he says , ”I WANT THESE!”
He starts grabbing several of them, looking at his short composite bow as if it was nothing but a stick with some twine on it. ”I NEED THESE!”

Maldlethu sniffs dismissively, his divinations revealing no magical energy powering the strange devices.

Fafrd grabs as many weapons as he can, his eyes sparkling with tears of joy.

But no matter how fast he can load up, his pile of deadly armaments only seems to be getting lighter… soon, you can all see the TACTICAL CLUSTER ROCKET LAUNCHERS and CONCUSSION GRENADES and even the FIRE EXTINGUISHERS are becoming translucent! They are fading away, returning to their own time!

Soon they are gone, leaving nothing behind but a depressed Ulfen ranger and a pile of smoking rubble.

**HOUSE GM ANNOUNCEMENT**

“We’ve sealed the time rift! Excellent work, Pathfinders!”

Table GMs, the Time Rift Sealed condition is now in effect.

Fafrd falls to his knees. "I had them in my hands!"

Seelah, seeing Farfd almost slavering over the rockets, starts to move to stop him before then having a small moral quandary over whether stopping him would be a good thing or not.

She gives a sigh of relief when the whole question becomes moot a few seconds later. She immediately instead moves into consolation mode instead. "It's okay Farfd, they probably would be made illegal to use in no time flat in Absalom. Could you imagine what would happen if some goblins got ahold of it? Or tinkerers figured out how to make more? I don't know if I'd ever want to try playing tag with those rockets."

”Rocket… Tag?” ponders Fafrd. ”Now we’ll never know!!!”

**HOUSE GM ANNOUNCEMENT**

Venture-Captain Armeline Jirneau gathers the Pathfinders in the remains of a shattered chamber, beneath a starry night sky. “Congratulations on making it this far! You’ve all earned a break. Let’s set up camp. We’ll pick up the focus’s trail tomorrow.”

Before the Pathfinders scatter, Urwal interjects. “Look at the stars. Take it in. You’ll never see a sky like this again. The stars tell us we’re on Akiton, fourth planet from the sun.” He points at a blue dot in the distance. “That’s Golarion. Savor the sky. It’s breathtaking.”

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After a night’s rest, Venture-Captain Jirneau gathers the Pathfinders together once more, just as Ashasar and a team of scouts stride into camp. “We’ve found the focus. It’s beyond a time rift far stronger than any we’ve yet encountered.”

“You heard him!” Armeline shouts. “We’ve got some reality to repair. Let’s move.”

Table GMs, please begin Event #1

BEFORE:
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All of you take an overnight rest. Pathfinder Society medics heal everyone completely and remove any lingering conditions such as poisons or diseases. While you rest, other agents keep watch in shifts.

At dawn, while the Pathfinders eat breakfast, scouts are sent out to find the focus. YOU ARE FULLY HEALED OF HP DAMAGE & CONDITIONS. YOU CAN PREP NEW SPELLS.

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NOW:
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You move to your designated location — not a moment too soon!

Dozens of jagged tears in reality cut through the terrain, forming a glowing purple barrier that blocks further passage. Howls, snarls, and voices displaced through time issue from the rifts, and movement is visible within. Among them, you hear some familiar voices of the past… yours.

"…I would very much like to try the roast pork…"

"…Hells bells, this is a big wave…"

"…It might even be considered a bad news bear…"

"…like a snowcap on a mountain peak, just waiting for a loud noise…"

"…May the power of magic burn away your wounds…"

"…timey-wimey…"

And that strange deep feminine voice again:

"Felise! Where are you? I don’t know where I am!

I don’t even know when I am...
Felise! Can you hear me?"

Ashasar and Armeline spread out, then reach out with hands, magic, and mind:

“Now! Seal the rift!”

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You instinctively know that you must work together to seal your rift, and how to do it.

Sealing the time Rift: Bold is Up!

Each of you can attempt an initial DC 20 skill check (or sell me on an appropriate lore):

• Arcana to wield magical forces.
• Diplomacy to encourage fellow Pathfinders.
• Nature to control primal magic.
• Occultism to understand the Dimension of Time.
• Performance to fake it till you make it.
• Religion check to call upon the blessing of a deity.
• Survival to find supplemental spell components.
• Thievery check to detect weakness in time rift.

If you critically fail you remove a success point. You can make a secod attempt only after all PCs have gone, but the rift will fight back.

Ezren
Fafrd
Feiya
Maldlethu
Seelah
Siddhartha

**HOUSE GM ANNOUNCEMENT**

“Pathfinders, we’ve discovered a lost cache. Supplies incoming!”

Came in just under the wire :) Table GMs, the Supplies Discovered condition is now in effect.

Feiya steps forward and wraps her mind around the Dimension of time.

Feiya's Occultism (E): 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (9) + 14 = 23

1 Success.

Siddhartha will try to find supplemental Spell Components

Survival vs DC 20: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (13) + 9 = 22

Why do we need more bat guano to seal the Rifts?

"What? Doesn't that make for good spackle?"

Thievery(E): 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (20) + 14 = 34

Fafrd tries to find a weakness in the rift that they can exploit.