CN Female Dragonscaled Kobold | Sewer dragon | Ranger/alchemist (precision) Lvl 5 | Hero Points: 2/3 | ◆◇↺ | HP 71/71 | AC 22 | Resist Fire 2 negative 1| F +11 R +13 W +11 (+2 poison, disease)| Perception +11 (darkvision) | speed 25 ft | Focus Points: 1/1 | ◆ | ◇ | ↺
Dab observes the flank.A good tactic if they were strong enough. Which they weren't.
Pondering which foes to target, she sees Kernal acting like a copper against the "horse".
Closing her eyes for a second while mumbling something, She casts a spell. Suddenly, all her weapon shines in a blue light. Gravity weapon.
She focus her attention to the horse. Hunt target
With a flip of her hand, she draws out from an bandelier something like an empty fresbee with a bladed edge, throwing it toward the horse.
Quick draw+thrower bandelier (ignore the first range penality):1d20 + 14 ⇒ (7) + 14 = 21 slashing+precision edge+gravity weapon:2d8 + 3 + 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (1, 8) + 3 + (3) + 4 = 19
Seeing how effective their elemental breaath was against the plants Jinlong tries the same with the fey and finds it much more difficult.
Green fey Reflex DC 20 (Breath Weapon):1d20 + 17 ⇒ (12) + 17 = 29
Dab tosses a small Chakram at the dripping horse as it carves a path down its flank. Rhaegal hisses as he freezes the river and legs of the horse mid charge, causing it to stumble slightly while Kernal Klank readies his warhammer for its approach.
Miladistra tries to recall what she can on the bushy fey and comes up blank on what it could possibly be. Assurance was a fail.
The dust gleams brightly in the sunlight dazzling the horse.
The green fey shakes its body releasing pllen and spores all around it, within 30' Everyone but Kernal Klank needs to make a DC 22 Fort Save or become Sickened 2. This is an aura.
It whips a small, barbed burr from his sling at Jinlong.
Sling vs Jinlong AC 19:1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10
The burr misses as the fey curses and causes the small burr to explode, releasing a sleeping agent. Cast sleep spell on Miladistra and Deroff. Will DC 25.
Seeing Kernal Klank fail the horse tries to draw in Bastian towards the river as it neighs majestically.
@Bastian- Need a DC 23 Will save. Success is Stupified 1 and Failure you are fascinated by the horse wanting to approach and mount it.
────────── BEFORE YOUR TURN: ────────── Jinlong: DC 22 Fort vs Sickened 2 Dab: DC 22 Fort vs Sickened 2 Rhaegal: DC 22 Fort vs Sickened 2 Miladistra: DC 22 Fort vs Sickened 2 | Will DC 25 vs Sleep Deroff: DC 22 Fort vs Sickened 2 | Will DC 25 vs Sleep Bastion: DC 22 Fort vs Sickened 2 | DC 23 Will vs Fascination
CN Female Dragonscaled Kobold | Sewer dragon | Ranger/alchemist (precision) Lvl 5 | Hero Points: 2/3 | ◆◇↺ | HP 71/71 | AC 22 | Resist Fire 2 negative 1| F +11 R +13 W +11 (+2 poison, disease)| Perception +11 (darkvision) | speed 25 ft | Focus Points: 1/1 | ◆ | ◇ | ↺
Dab's Fortitude (E):1d20 + 11 ⇒ (4) + 11 = 15 hero point Dab's Fortitude (E):1d20 + 11 ⇒ (2) + 11 = 13 Fiou!
The Kobold sniffes and feels ills.
Dab moves out of her of the pollen aura.Does that removed the sickened? I will act has no.
She throws with another Chackram inside her magic bandelier at the horse. The light around her weapon diminishes. It need to recharge.
male Kobold Druid 8 | HP 94/94 | AC 26 (28 w/shield) | Resist Acid 5 | F +15 R +16 W +17 (S->CS for Fear effects)| Perception +16 (darkvision) | Battle Cry (Intimidate +17) | speed 35 | Focus Points: 2/2 | ◆ | ◇ | ↺
Fort Save:1d20 + 11 ⇒ (20) + 11 = 31
Rhaegal snorts the fey spore out of his nostrils. "A trivial attempt to bring down a dragon, right? Jinlong? Dab? Miladistra?" He looks back and sees the elf sleeping. "Oh, I thought elves didn't get sleepy!" He turns and goes to help wake her up.
"Miladistra! You may not be a dragon, but we still need you!" He grabs the elf's arm and shakes it. Then he looks up at the fey creature and roars at it.
Crushing: Item 3+: Uncommon/Magical/Necromancy: Source Grand Bazaar pg. 42. Usage etched onto a bludgeoning weapon. Weapons with this rune empower your strength, and attacks with these weapons leave your foe staggered. When you critically hit a target with this weapon, your target becomes clumsy 1 and enfeebled 1 until the end of your next turn.
Use reaction same as usual, whichever triggers first: shield block or AOO
At last, you see an archway of woven vines in the distance, filled with a shimmering pool of magic. Pathfinders, the Door of Seasons is almost within your grasp!
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GMs, this is your one-day warning. Please wrap up your current encounters and prepare to move to Part 2.
male Kobold Druid 8 | HP 94/94 | AC 26 (28 w/shield) | Resist Acid 5 | F +15 R +16 W +17 (S->CS for Fear effects)| Perception +16 (darkvision) | Battle Cry (Intimidate +17) | speed 35 | Focus Points: 2/2 | ◆ | ◇ | ↺
I want to know how Klank's crit resolves. Does he get to paste the horse?
Rhaegal looks down at her. "Not much, but there's a new portal open. And I think Deroff is dreaming of chasing rabbits or something. He keeps moving his legs like he's running."
The assembled Pathfinders set up camp before the shimmering doorway, the healers among the group offering their magic to heal any remaining wounds and cure any lingering ailments before the company beds down for the evening.
The following morning, Oraiah Tolal addresses the assembled Pathfinders standing beside the portal. ”Well, everyone, this is it. We have reached the Door of Seasons. This crown should allow us to open it. We don’t know exactly what awaits us on the other side, though we do know that it is not of this world. Be prepared for anything. May Alseta guide us through this passageway.” She holds the crown in front of the Door, and the shimmering magic within dissipates.
The demiplane on the other side of the door is green and vibrant, but the plants take on an otherworldly quality. A half-orc man, his age difficult to determine, is bound by vines and flowers. He looks up. His voice is halting and hoarse, as though he had not used it in a long time, “Can it be...Pathfinders?”
After a moment, Oraiah Tolal realizes who he is. “How can this be? Gregaro Voth! You’re still alive!”
The man replies, “It is me. How many years has it been? Wait, there’s no time. That crown! It’s the key to this plane! We’ve got to use it!” As Oraiah Tolal places the crown on Voth’s head, a strange wave emanates from the crown and passes over the assembled Pathfinders. Voth looks hopeful for a moment but then struggles against his bonds, still held fast.
“That would have been too easy. It’s going to take some time to harness the magic to unlock the power of the crown, and Qxal won’t wait long.”
Oraiah Tolal begins to direct the assembled forces. “Pathfinders, it’s time to act! Some of you need to help Voth with the crown. I’m sure we have a ritual to help him attune to it. The rest of you, be on alert! The Thorned Monarch could attack at any time!”
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GMs, please begin Part 2. Everyone had a chance to rest overnight, and should begin this section fully healed.
Kernal helps wake the sleeping, and if unable, carry them towards the portal "There will be time to rest soon enough, we must not be late to our appointment."
"Ah, I'm awake!" Miladistra springs up when Kernal Klank reaches down to pick her up. "I- I mean, thank you but I can handle myself." She nudges Deroff awake, who snaps at the air and chews on it for a moment before waking up and whining in disappointment.
"Looks like our ambushers retreated after you gave that horse... ugh. I'd run, too." Miladistra looks at the carnage. "Well, best to be on our way."
Miladistra spends the night inhaling the smells of the desert, watching critters run around the forest night, and listening to the cries of the wild. It's all new sensations that she tries to accommodate to.
The morning brings her to Gregaro Voth. She frowns as she sees the man restrained. Her frown grows as the crown doesn't work immediately. "It's never easy, is it?"
I'm GMing this game, so I'll defer to those who aren't playing. If you want my vote on what to do first...
CN Female Dragonscaled Kobold | Sewer dragon | Ranger/alchemist (precision) Lvl 5 | Hero Points: 2/3 | ◆◇↺ | HP 71/71 | AC 22 | Resist Fire 2 negative 1| F +11 R +13 W +11 (+2 poison, disease)| Perception +11 (darkvision) | speed 25 ft | Focus Points: 1/1 | ◆ | ◇ | ↺
I am gming also
Dab sighs but she knows now their foes. Fey. She keep the alchemist fire and botted lightning but change the by coating the cold iron arrow into bane ammunition (fey). is it possible? She also prepares her damage snares.
She doesn't understand what going on. But unless this is Ravagug, a chained one need to be released.
male Kobold Druid 8 | HP 94/94 | AC 26 (28 w/shield) | Resist Acid 5 | F +15 R +16 W +17 (S->CS for Fear effects)| Perception +16 (darkvision) | Battle Cry (Intimidate +17) | speed 35 | Focus Points: 2/2 | ◆ | ◇ | ↺
"A Dragon is always ready for a fight, but sometimes it's better for the clutch not to rush towards danger." Rhaegal pats Jinlong on the back. "We should stay and help attune this artifact."
I picked Defense the last time through this (on another tier), so I vote Attunement!
Attunement it is. You can change it uup at any point just let me know when you want to shift to Combat.
The more experienced Pathfinders arrive at your location and quickly riddle the fey with arrows, causing the polled in the air to gently fall to the ground, clearing the air once more.
You all have time to get over your sickened condition and heal.
★★★
Khoumrock Blackthane watches Gregaro Voth struggle with a weary eye. “This is it. This is why I’m here. I’ve tangled with the Thorned Monarch already, and I know this crown. There’s a ritual to attune the man to the crown, but I’m going to need your help with all the magic bits.”
One character will need to be the Primary caster of this ritual (Does not need to be an actual spellcaster). And can only use Arcana or Nature, The rest of you (Secondary Casters) can choose to be secondary casters choosing from the list below:
• Arcana to tap into magical forces.
• Nature to control the primal magic involved.
• Occultism to know about binding souls to objects.
• Performance to add finesse to the ritual.
• Survival to find appropriate components.
• Thievery to manipulate the ritual components.
• Any appropriate Lore.
• Thematically appropriate non-cantrip spell
Secondary Casters must roll first then the Primary Caster of the ritual
"Alright. No more foolin' around." Miladistra cracks her knuckles and takes a deep breath. The scents of the Adjacent First World are intoxicating. Tension evaporates from her shoulders. She can almost hear the trees jabbering on about the Elf who can Hear Them.
Mother's World.
She looks at the ritual like it's another rutabega crop to harvest. "Alright, ya'll. I can lead if ya want me to."
Miladistra has +13 Nature and would sign up to be the primary caster, unless someone else wants to.
Her other skills for Secondary caster are: Performance +12, Forest Lore +10, Herbalism Lore +10. GM, could I cast >Soothing Blossoms< or >Wall of Thorns< as appropriate spells?
I'll roll the d20 now and it can be applied based on the team's decision.
male Kobold Druid 8 | HP 94/94 | AC 26 (28 w/shield) | Resist Acid 5 | F +15 R +16 W +17 (S->CS for Fear effects)| Perception +16 (darkvision) | Battle Cry (Intimidate +17) | speed 35 | Focus Points: 2/2 | ◆ | ◇ | ↺
Miladistra as primary makes sense. Don't forget that we all have a +2 to a skill check that we can use.
GM, I'm assuming the skill checks are various DCs. If that's the case, are the Lore DCs substantially lower as in most skill checks?
Rhaegal nods at Miladistra. "Your connection to the First World makes sense for you to lead this. You can draw upon our Dragonhood to support you." He begins tapping into the primal world, commanding it to obey the Dragon.
Klank listens to the instructions, unsure just how he'll be able to help, luckily he does have some training in the wilds "I'll help find any components you may need from the forest, just be specific in what it is I need to find."
The crown begins to attune to Voth. “You’ve done it! You’ve attuned!” Barun exclaims to Voth. “I know that can’t have been easy. But you’re not alone anymore.” She calls out to everyone nearby and gestures toward his bindings, “Quick, let’s help him get free!”
Voth needs help breaking free from the vines holding him to this Demiplane.
Each of you can attempt two skill checks from below, but unless you use a different skill for the second check, you will take a –2 circumstance penalty. The options are:
• Arcana to use knowledge of magical forces.
• Athletics to physically help pull Voth from the ties that bind him to the plane.
• Diplomacy to encourage Voth about what he needs to do.
• Nature to use knowledge of the planes.
• Occultism to use knowledge about strange artifacts.
• Performance to inspire Voth.
• Any appropriate Lore.
"I've got just the tool for the job, made it myself a while back." Kernal pulls a slightly odd shaped crowbar from his pack, showing the signs of his early 'learning years' at the forge.
"Don't mind me Voth, holler if the pain is too great and I'll stop." He gets to work prying the vines from around the man's feet and hands.
Miladistra asks the land to help Voth, and Perennial Crown listens to her plea. "Alright, magic stuff is done. Let's get a bit more physical"
Miladistra asks one of the Pathfinder novices for Aid. "Hey, could ya help me for a second here? Which side do you think is more verdant? Left or Right?" Nature:1d20 + 13 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 13 + 2 = 20 "No no, let's try that again." Hero Point Nature:1d20 + 13 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 13 + 2 = 24 "Okay, that's a bit better. Thank you!" She waves goodbye to the aide.
"Alright." She pulls out her piccolo. "Voth, you got this. The Summer Race is one of my favorites. Nothing better than the hot sun and a cool breeze to get you runnin'!"
Using the flames on the vines seems to weaken them enough to get a crowbar in between the tree to begin working some leverage. With some extra words of encouragement you are able to work Voth free from his natural prison.
Calisro draws her cutlass and watches the trees carefully. “We’ve got a little time until the Monarch gets here, but I bet they’ve got some scouts. Keep an eye out for their forces.”
It is nearly too late before you notice something moving amongst the trees. A strange, fey feline that resemble large, broad bobcats from a distance, but a closer view reveals something amiss. Their forms ripple and billow with heat, and their eyes glow from within as if they contain tiny, flickering flames. The pungent scent of rotting leaves smoldering in a bonfire clings to their fur.
Flitting off into the distance is also a tiny pixie sprite.
The feline-like fey rushes from the bushes and pounces onto Deroff.
Pounce Jaws vs Deroff AC 22:1d20 + 16 ⇒ (4) + 16 = 20 Claws vs Deroff AC 22:1d20 + 16 - 4 ⇒ (20) + 16 - 4 = 32 Damage:2d6 + 8 ⇒ (1, 1) + 8 = 10Crit for 20.
Claws vs Deroff AC 22:1d20 + 16 - 8 ⇒ (13) + 16 - 8 = 21
"There ya go!" Miladistra cheers as the vines break and Voth is able to move for the first time in... who knows how long. "How about you rest up while we keep the forces away. Take yer time!" She waves goodbye before following the rest of the team.
Deroff's yowl is her first warning to danger. The cat is on fire. What is this thing? Didn't Valais Durant mention something about a flaming cat?
Research reward: Once during this adventure, each PC can gain automatically succeed at Recall Knowledge.
Jinlong heals Deroff while Miladistra asks some of the more experienced Pathfinders for what this could be.
Miladistra knows this creature to be an Elanax, immune to fire and weak against cold iron.
Elanax:
These strange, fey felines resemble large, broad bobcats from a distance, but a closer view reveals something amiss. Their forms ripple and billow with heat, and their eyes glow from within as if they contain tiny, flickering flames. The pungent scent of rotting leaves smoldering in a bonfire clings to their fur. Yet those who have the chance to watch elananxes hunt or attack prey witness the greatest indication that these creatures are something more than mere predators, for they act with cruel and savvy instincts, reveling in the pain they infiict.
Elananxes typically hunt alone, but sometimes these cunning and malicious hunters of the First World roam in packs called “billows” to take down large prey. Like many house cats, elananxes are not content to merely track and devour prey, but prefer to toy with their victims, drawing joy and excitement from the fear and pain of those they capture. To this end, elananxes rarely use their cinder dispersal ability to evade their targets, instead opting to foil their quarry just before the end of the hunt—though, as selfish creatures who wish to live to hunt again, elananxes often reserve one use of this ability, just in case.
Because of their clever and malicious ways, elananxes are favored as hunting companions by redcaps, who go out of their way to befriend or make deals with these creatures. Redcaps also flnd great sport in hunts where competing elananxes chase a single creature. Although they’re large enough to serve as mounts for redcaps, elananxes despise being ridden and resist such attempts—little is as sure to cause a supposedly friendly elananx to turn on its redcap ally than a foolhardy attempt to treat the fey cat as a horse!
Elananxes have a strange affinity to forest fires. Because they are immune to the damage caused by flickering flames, they enjoy capering and caterwauling through the smoky, burning ruins of forest infernos. Some have even been known to use their burning bites to deliberately light undergrowth on fire, simply so they might experience the beauty of the flames combined with the inevitable pain such disasters inflict on other creatures.
"Oh! It's an Eleanax!" Miladistra twerks her nose. "Nasty, nasty fey!" Miladistra scatters some >Glitterdust< on the cat. "It's time for some cold iron if you got 'em!"
Deroff bites at the fey and misses as Miladistra covers the area in glitter but it rolls out of the way. The small pixie sprite flits down the path firing an arrow from its longbow.
Klank's ears perk up beneath his helm as Milly rattles off the cat's full biography. Cold iron? Check. Flame resistant? Check. Time to get hammering. He hustles down towards the cat, taking a careful last step as he reaches it.
"Time to put this ember out." He swings his hammer.
CN Female Dragonscaled Kobold | Sewer dragon | Ranger/alchemist (precision) Lvl 5 | Hero Points: 2/3 | ◆◇↺ | HP 71/71 | AC 22 | Resist Fire 2 negative 1| F +11 R +13 W +11 (+2 poison, disease)| Perception +11 (darkvision) | speed 25 ft | Focus Points: 1/1 | ◆ | ◇ | ↺
This sprite moves fast, very fast.Dab needs to do something.
She aims the sprite has her target. haunt target to pixies
She casts gravity weapon.
And at a flip of her hand, she draws her bow and shoots a cold iron arrow. potency cristal composite long bow (quick draw):1d20 + 14 ⇒ (11) + 14 = 25cold iron, gravity weapon, precision:2d8 + 1 + 4 + 1d8 ⇒ (2, 1) + 1 + 4 + (5) = 13
NG Half Elf Redeemer Champion of Milani 7 | AC 28 (29 w Shield) | HP 92/92 | P +10 F +13 R +9 W +12 | Def. Expl.:? | ◆ | ◇ ◈ | ↺ | | Hero Points: 1/3 | Focus Points: 1/1 |
Bastian ◆ raises his shield of tiny floating runes, ◆ moves next to Klank and hefts his flail at the cat ◆ Cold Iron War Flail +1:1d20 + 15 ⇒ (16) + 15 = 312d10 + 4 ⇒ (1, 1) + 4 = 6
Dab hunts the pixie as he quickly draws a longbow and fires through its wings. Unfortunately Rhaegal doesn't know much about Pixie Fey as his ray of frost also misses, icing up the dirt path instead. Bastian raises his shield, flailing the feline's side. Kernal Klank tries the same, though his flail ends up barely missing as the feline dodges at the last moment.
The Elanax bites and claws at Bastian as it hisses sharply at the Champion.
Jaws vs Bastian AC 26:1d20 + 16 ⇒ (16) + 16 = 32 Damage:2d6 + 8 ⇒ (3, 3) + 8 = 14 Fire Damage:1d6 ⇒ 6
Claws vs Bastian AC 26:1d20 + 16 - 4 ⇒ (13) + 16 - 4 = 25 Claws vs Bastian AC 26:1d20 + 16 - 8 ⇒ (17) + 16 - 8 = 25
