(PFS2) (#B-01) "THE WHITEFANG WYRM" w/ QM rainzax (Inactive)

Game Master rainzax

Emboldened, Tatzylwym steps forward and bites into the eidolon tree!

◆) Step
◆◆) Strike x2

Tatzlwyrm Jaws vs Eidolon: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (3) + 10 = 131d8 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13
Tatzlwyrm Claws (w/ MAP) vs Eidolon: 1d20 + 10 - 4 ⇒ (7) + 10 - 4 = 131d6 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10

Telua, what is your status?

...

The Party (except Frey) is Up!

Griphook send a three darts of force toward Tatzlwyrm. "Take that!" he shouts at the wyrm.

Magic Missile: 3d4 + 3 ⇒ (3, 4, 4) + 3 = 14 force damage

◆◆◆ Cast a Spell Magic Missile

Richard moves to get a clearer shot, reloads and fires again.

◆ Stride
◆ Reload
◆ Strike

Strike, Clan Pistol: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (16) + 9 = 25
Damage, P: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Telua!

Acting together, Tapio tries to trip the Wyrm as Telua tries to revive Frey with magic.

◆ Trip, Athletics: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18
◆◆ Healing Frey: 1d8 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12

Telua then ◆ Steps away from the Wyrm

Three missiles slam into the Tatzywyrm - it reels in pain - and another bullet grazes it's scales! Telua fails to trip the beast, but succeeds in healing Frey...

...who is now Up!

Frey awakens enraged: energy instantly begining to arc between he and Harrow as the witch builds up to casting ◆◆◆ Magic Missile

MM Dmg: 3d4 + 3 ⇒ (2, 2, 3) + 3 = 10

Test of the Whitefang Wyrm! (Aftermath)

Frey wakes.

Three deathly missiles riddle the wyrm with form-tearing holes - it crashes to the ground, slamming it's head over a sheet of ice, cracking it, blue blood spilling across the crevice...

...an eerie silence permeates the air as the party waits for the Tatzylwyrm to stir...

...but after several moments, the finality of the situation sets in.

"Yey! We did it!" Griphook shouts truimphantly. "But what'sh next? Should we wake the wyrm up?" he asks before he can even look that blood is spilling. "Oh no! We killed the wyrm. Ish it part of the deal?" he asks with concern.

"Well ... it wasn't part of our deal with the wyrm, but he was lying. It was absolutely part of our deal with the village"

Frey uses a little Presitigation to cause the letters of the poster to appear on the ground.

"Over the past weeks, a creature some of us have come to know as the “Whitefang Wyrm” has been spotted lurking near our settlement, stealing fish from our nets and baskets and leaving nothing but wreckage in its wake. We believe the creature’s lair is somewhere on or across the ice floes of Whitefang Bay. As this creature poses a threat to the survival of all of Aaminiut’s residents, we have prepared a sack of ivory and oosik carvings from the Erutaki and silver bracelets and armbands from the Ulfen, payable to whoever ends the creature’s attacks on our food supply. Proof of the creature’s defeat must be presented to claim this bounty.

-Elder Seshu and Bjorn the Blade"

"So we must begin the grissly task of gathering proof ..."

"Tapio, could you carry this thing please?"

Tapio nods to Telua and starts to lift.

Richard quickly reloads his weapon once again as the thing falls, "Well then that settles it, don't it. This beast wanted a test of strength and got it, can't blame us for being good. Aye, lets drag this thing back to town but ... want to look around a bit? Maybe it has a little spot of treasure laying around." the gunslinger suggests as the group recovers from the combat.

"Oooohhh, yesh, yesh. That wyrm musht have treashure hidden shomewhere. I'll try to look around for awhile." Griphook volunteers and begins to search the area. Perception +5 (darkvision)

Akkeri Norðursins (Part Seven)

The party searches the icy cave, and makes the following discovery:

And eventually, they head back to town, and are approached by Bjorn and Seshu - the latter broadening a knowing smile - the former "welcoming" the outsiders with "So: Looks like you made it back alive. Don't suppose the Whitefang Wyrm eluded your capture!" he crosses his arms, and one of his eyes drifts towards the state of his rented equipment...