Qstors #9-20: Fury of the Final Blade (FULL) (Inactive)

Game Master Qstor

Music appears out of nowhere...

"Another fine evening in the ongoing liberation of the Great People of Galt, comrade. I am Frederic, and these fine citizens are a few of our fine proletariat, strong hands to assist with the weeding of the great garden. There are a number of important prisoners here and we have been sent to ensure they stay well secured and no citizens storm this place in righteous anger and execute them early - you know how passionate the hearts of those who have loved and lost so much for the cause can be. I can't blame them, who could not admire such righteous zeal? You...do agree of course?"

"I suppose it is a complicated matter, the 'Andoran experiment' was a path to seek freedom and liberty for its people, however we can see it was doomed to failure as they only took half measures - one must be prepared to cut out the rot with a sharp blade, not just try to cover it with perfume and hope the smell fades on its own. I am curious of this Colson person, have you spoken with him? What sort of fellow is he?"

"And is this a closed game or are you dealing us in?"

Bluff 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (10) + 15 = 25

Estienne swallows hard and pauses. "Yes perhaps it's failed. Doomed hard to say."

"Colson...you missed him like an hour ago the was taken away. Heads will roll as they say. It's almost sun up. I think. But his friends are here still. Justice will be ours." says another man speaks up.

One man collects the playing cards. "Guess we can deal another hand, since no one's read their cards."

I checked the thread no one explicitly said they were keeping watch the WHOLE time while you ran around town. The mod kind of assumes that Colson is taken

Two other guards look alarmed and glare at Percy. "Say are you REALLY a Gardener pal. You sound funny. Where are you REALLY from?"

Estienne turns to them. "Watch what you say friends to the new comers"

"Or perhaps you'd indulge my curiosity, comrade Gardener, and at least show us his companions. I am keen to see what sort of people they are, it is concerning that Colson has been moved as that was never the agreement and shows that it is right we arrived - in their zeal our comrades are collecting weeds early and we can't have more of that"

"Don't worry about your cards, we can come back to it, come now comrade - lead the way to the cells. These good folk can stay playing cards and maintain the watch here, I have a suitable escort party."

Percy gestures to the door, and makes to leave, clearly directing Estienne to follow him.

Showtime.

"I do believe that's my cue" Granny says as she hobbles from around the corner, cane clicking on the floor.

"I'm part of mister Frederic's "escort". Not for his security, though, oh no. I'm more of a... confessor, of sorts. Who wouldn't want to tell the "sweet old lady" everything, when it's obvious she couldn't possibly be a Gardener. Why, sometimes people almost trip over themselves to tell me what they did." She gives the guards a rather tight smile.

"They say confession is good for the soul. That might not help those about to meet a Blade, but a full confession is also good for the citizens. Keeps their faith that justice is being served."

T10 Bluff: 10 + 29 + 1d6 ⇒ 10 + 29 + (2) = 41

Estienne turns to Granny and Percy. "I don't know what game this man is up to old Mistresses, but we don't want trouble. Colson isn't here. My superiors felt it necessary to break an oath to him. I won't be part of their treachery." He looks at the other guards. "They can kill us or we can kill them. Is bloodshed what is needed?" He points to the back. "His allies are locked up back there."

Another guard looks at Estienne then at Granny. "But there's guards more horrible than us back there. Be warned dear grandmother"

"Oaths are oaths, one cannot just break them when convenient, it undermines the confidence of the People"

"Oaths are oaths, one cannot just break them when convenient, it undermines the confidence of the People"

"Yes it does..."

are you heading over to let the other Andorans out?

Yep - eyes peeled!

"Thank you for the warning. I'm sure we'll be fine."

As they pass, Granny leans in close to Estienne and speaks softly. "You can always take your family and leave, remember. Think about it."

Once out of sight of the guards, Granny relaxes slightly and pulls out one of her wayfinders to consult.

Use Shining Wayfinder to point to nearest source of Evil within 60'

The keys Rallas has opens the doors.

I've moved Rallas to the area near the cells.

Only narrow beams of light illuminate the long hallway, lined with
dull metal and iron bars. Most of the cramped cells are empty, but
the stench of stale sweat, chamber pots, and spilled blood hangs
heavy on the air.

At the sight of the Pathfinders one of the prisoner's near In a nearby cell yells. "The Gardeners are here again! I'm sure to execute us all!"

Rallas rolls his eyes as the prisoners get anxious.

Quiet, you fools... he says hastily as he enters. He looks around for any guards or traps.

perc, +3 traps: 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (6) + 21 = 27

"And you'd probably deserve it, but be silent, right now" Percy bites back at them.

Seeing the horrid conditions, -Jory opens his pack and tosses a sandwich to the noisy prisoner and mimes a shush gesture.

He will toss sandwiches to all who seem to need them.

Kahwen looks curiously at the guards but then joins his fellows in the true prison.

He starts looking for the people they're here to free, though he is tempted to pen all the cells. His trust in the justice system of this country is small.

Perception: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (1) + 17 = 18

"Fools...why are we fools when you're here to kill us? cries one of the prisoners.

You see the Andorans mentioned before. Augustyn Naran, Halmont Warrith, and Morvius Korkovin, Victoria Garvensi and Sabrine Tularis in the cells.

Diplomacy 1d20 + 23 ⇒ (20) + 23 = 43

"Because we aren't here to kill you we're here to get you home in one piece, but if you keep making a lot of noise it is going to draw a lot of attention we'd rather avoid - and you'd rather avoid if you want to stay alive"

"The Lion Blades of Taldor send their regards"

"Your early demise in Galt would create political fallout we'd rather avoid, despite you bringing it on yourselves by forgetting what the Andoran experiment was all about and, by your actions, leading the good Major into yet-another rash decision. Seems he isn't here with you and that complicates matters"

"We're going to walk you out of here, and that means you need to follow directions. Remain quiet, and try and look like you are being walked off for an early noose"

Percy inspects the prisoners for any chains or shackles that might need to be removed or rigged to be able to be thrown off in a hurry.

I'm pretty sure I can help with that, Lord Percy... Rallas says with a grin as he checks out the cuffs and manacles, jamming shims in certain spots so they can make a quick escape should the need arise.

DD: 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (17) + 21 = 38

"As you can see..." Percy gestures towards the fast moving and highly talented rogue plying his trade "...we are highly trained professionals"

Jory shows he is a professional by knocking a blunt arrow and calmly saying.
"We don't want to have to put some of you out. We would rather you be quiet. You are the first ones I have met that are not impressed by these sandwiches, and you must be starving. What passes for culture in these parts?"

Granny glances to the south wall, and what appears to be barred windows facing the front hall.

"Inside voices, please" she mutters to the others, moving up to help Rallas. "They could still be listening. Have you seen anything haunting this place?"

T10 Diplomacy-to-change-attitude: 10 + 29 + 1d6 ⇒ 10 + 29 + (4) = 43
Auto-aid Disable Device

Then, more loudly, she adds "So, why don't you tell me all about how you came here, hmm? They say confession's good for the soul."

"Inside voices *hick* right old lady" says one of the men dressed in a nice but dirty jacket. "Anyone got any wine *hick*" He leans on the wall wobbles then falls on his butt. "I'm thirsty!"

A woman steps out of her cell "I'm Victoria Garvensi" She points at herself then nods at the party and at Percy. Turning up her nose she stares at the man seated on his butt. In a lower voice she says "Morvius, I think you've had QUITE enough wine over the past few days. I suggest we leave as soon as possible" She looks at Granny.

"That democratic fool Colson took us here no doubt. The Nine Hells damn him. We are rather worse for the wear, between mistreatment at the hands of our captors and removal from our homes and servants. I'd rather not lose my soul in the blade of death." She frowns. "Let's be quick." Then glares at Percy and whispers. "Taldor indeed."

Another man turns to the party. "Thank you." He explains he has a primal elemental gem hidden inside his signet ring and the means to activate it. He turns to Jory "A sandwich would be nice."

I can give them 2d8+10 healing each from a Hex, we can give them some sandwiches, will that be enough to move them or...?

Rallas goes over to help the drunkard up.

We're here to help, you drunken sot! You'll not talk to her that way. Either shut up or we can carry you out unconscious. Savvy? the rogue says, clearly intent on backing up his words.

And let's hope we don't have to use that, sir. he acknowledges the man with the gem.

Ready? he asks, glaring at the lush.

"Oh, such a gentleman." It was lovely that Rallas was so quick to defend her honor.

Actually... "Did they leave you any cups?" Granny grabs one if available, or digs one out of her mess kit. She turns her back, grabs a skin of liquid from her bag, and pours a small amount into the cup. With some mental effort, she colors and flavors the water before stashing the "wineskin" back in her bag. Prestidigitation, as a psychic spell

"Try this, dear. I'm afraid we can't give you anything terribly strong at the moment, but the flavor's good. We could get more after we're safely away."

T10 Bluff: 10 + 29 + 1d6 ⇒ 10 + 29 + (2) = 41

"They give you wine in jail?" Kahwen wonders.

Despite the urge otherwise, he keeps his hand off his blade. No need to start a fight if one isn't necessary and if they can get these folks out without arousing suspicion.

Trokkus stays out of the way, knowing that the civilians will be at much less risk if they can be rescued without the need for a bloody battle.

Natharanak continues his watch from across the street.

Natharanak continues his watch from across the street.

He sees a large group of people heading town to the main square of the town.

moving along cause we have a bit to go

As the Pathfinders gather the Andorans to leave the prison. Two female creatures come out of the side room. Thorny vines with tiny red flowers grow from them. Another female floats out from the floor. She speaks.

"You will not leave alive with them!"

Combat

Pathfinders are up

on slide 2. Feel free to rearrange yourselves in that room. You've gotten all the Andorrans out of prison that were mentioned by the VC. Know religion to ID the creatures

Not Evil then? The ones to the south should have been in range when Granny helped free the prisoners, anyway.

"Ladies, do any of us leave life alive? Even if they walked out of the prison, they'd still die sooner or later."

There is no way that drivel would convince these guards of anything, but it might delay them long enough to figure out what they were.

Religion (ghosty lady): 1d20 + 16 + 2 + 1d6 ⇒ (12) + 16 + 2 + (1) = 31
Religion (rose ladies): 1d20 + 16 + 2 + 1d6 ⇒ (7) + 16 + 2 + (6) = 31

"And here I wuz thinkin' we might get outta here without a fight!" The half-orc readies his shield, and mutters a quick prayer to Sarenrae to protect him and his allies.

Move action and use Divine Bond to give spiked gauntlet the holy enchantment.

Knowledge (religion) to Identify ghosty lady: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (11) + 9 = 20
Knowledge (religion) to Identify rose ladies: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (3) + 9 = 12

Kahwen does not hesitate before leaping into battle. He rushes the red rose lady and tries to prune her with his sword.

+1 keen shock elven curve blade: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (15) + 16 = 31
Slashing: 1d10 + 13 + 5d6 ⇒ (5) + 13 + (4, 3, 2, 4, 4) = 35 plus Electricity: 1d6 ⇒ 3

+1 keen shock elven curve blade(Crit?): 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (1) + 16 = 17 Slashing: 1d10 + 13 ⇒ (5) + 13 = 18 plus Electricity: 1d6 ⇒ 4

Assuming that's a hit, if the target is subject to sneak attack damage I'll also apply the Disoriented Debilitating injury, so she gets -2 to attack rolls for 1 round and a -6 to attack rolls against Kahwen. If she's subject to bleed damage, she's also bleeding 5.

Not Evil then? The ones to the south should have been in range when Granny helped free the prisoners, anyway.

the undead aren't placed on the scenario map. There's metal and stone in the area as well. So I had to improvise WHERE they are

"Ladies, do any of us leave life alive? Even if they walked out of the prison, they'd still die sooner or later."

There is no way that drivel would convince these guards of anything, but it might delay them long enough to figure out what they were.

[dice="Religion (ghosty lady)"]1d20+16+2+1d6
[dice="Religion (rose ladies)"]1d20+16+2+1d6

** spoiler omitted **

Granny knows the two are:

banshee

pakalchi

Percy sighs.

Fortune on Trokkus.
Cackle.

Oh dear. This could quickly go quite badly.

Cast Spirit-Bound Blade

Granny steps over to Rallas and touches his curveblade. The blade briefly glows, and seems sharper somehow. "The ghost can kill everyone nearby if it wails. This will help your blade strike true. I'll try splitting its attention next."
Curveblade gains Ghost Touch and Keen special abilities

Kahwen, don't forget the Heroism and Mage Armor Granny used on you

I'm going to do my best. If I fall, make sure I get back to the Lodge... he says solemnly as he gets close to the banshee. He brings his sword to bear with a mighty downward slash.

attack, power attack: 1d20 + 17 - 3 ⇒ (11) + 17 - 3 = 251d10 + 7 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 7 + 9 = 17
assume sneak attack doesn't apply..lol

rolling my sneak damage and adding my studied target damage as well...

sneak, studied: 5d6 + 1 ⇒ (2, 3, 2, 6, 6) + 1 = 20

Kahwen hits while Rallas misses. Percy buffs the paladin and Granny enchants Rallas's blade.

someone want to bot Jory. He hasn't posted in a while and we're not halfway through.

sorry the one creature was Know planes

Jory decides to attack the ghost, picking his ghost salt arrows out and firing them one after the other. He will switch targets to the other creature only when the ghost is down. He harnesses his power to shoot faster and get a better aim on the last arrow.

Ki for extra attack, perfect shot on last arrow crits resolved at the end

ghost salt 1: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (3) + 15 = 181d8 + 11 ⇒ (7) + 11 = 18
ghost salt 2: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (1) + 15 = 161d8 + 11 ⇒ (8) + 11 = 19
ghost salt 3: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (15) + 15 = 301d8 + 11 ⇒ (6) + 11 = 17
ghost salt 4: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (17) + 10 = 271d8 + 11 ⇒ (8) + 11 = 19
ghost salt 5 take highest to hit: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (13) + 10 = 231d20 + 10 ⇒ (8) + 10 = 181d8 + 11 ⇒ (4) + 11 = 15

Jory's first shots were off, but the last three he brought closer to center.

I can't let the others down.

Knowledge (Planes): 1d20 + 9 + 2 + 1d6 ⇒ (6) + 9 + 2 + (1) = 18

Knowledge (planes): 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (8) + 14 = 22
extra +1 vs demons

Percy - Know:Planes 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (6) + 12 = 18
Boffins - Know:Planes 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18

The party knows the other creatures are Pakalchi . see above

The banshee tries to touch Rallas.

"Die interloper!"

touch: 1d20 + 26 ⇒ (11) + 26 = 37

She hits

normal damage: 14d6 ⇒ (2, 5, 2, 5, 3, 1, 1, 2, 6, 3, 2, 5, 3, 5) = 45

Fort Save please

The Pakalchi's step aside and wiggle their hands.

Kahwen and Trokkus Will saves please

fort: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (7) + 14 = 21

"Pakalchis! My specialty," growls Trokkus. "But watch out for their poisonous thorns!"

I'm going to use Fortune (thanks Percy!) to roll the save twice and take the better result.

Will save: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (1) + 12 = 13
Will save: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (13) + 12 = 25

21 fails unless you have a re roll @rallas

Trokkus wards off the outsiders effect and feels nothing ill.

The guardians seem to be focused on the Pathfinders.

"I hope Colson gets his due when his head rolls!" shouts one of the Andorans.

Everyone expect Ralls and Kahwen can act pending results above

Granny, Percy, Trokkus and Jory are up

red Pakalchi 35 damage

Percy continues his wicked cackle. (extends Trokus fortune)

He looks at the green-tinged Pakalchi.

DC20 Will save -Misfortune

Jory kept to that ghost. Hopefully the other creatures wouldn't hurt them so much. He sped up his shots and pulled back extra hard.

Perfect shot arrow 1, ki for extra attack full bab
ghost salt 1 best of 2: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (8) + 15 = 231d20 + 15 ⇒ (6) + 15 = 211d8 + 11 ⇒ (1) + 11 = 12
ghost salt 2: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (15) + 15 = 301d8 + 11 ⇒ (6) + 11 = 17
ghost salt 3: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (19) + 15 = 341d8 + 11 ⇒ (6) + 11 = 17
ghost salt 4: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (15) + 10 = 251d8 + 11 ⇒ (3) + 11 = 14
ghost salt 5: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (18) + 10 = 281d8 + 11 ⇒ (4) + 11 = 15

JOry's first arrow, the one that usually flied true was a little off, but he adjusted for some better shots.

"You monsters shoulda stayed out of the Material Plane--it's off-limits to you and your fiendish kind!" shouts Trokkus with uncharacteristic anger as he charges into battle.

Charge against vs the Green Pikalchi. As a swift action, I'm going to smite evil.

+4 holy spiked gauntlet (w/ charge & smite) vs Green Pikalchi: 1d20 + 17 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 17 + 2 + 2 = 40
damage (base+holy+smite): 1d4 + 15 + 2d6 + 22 ⇒ (1) + 15 + (6, 1) + 22 = 45
damage bypasses DR.

yeah, i'm using my folio reroll...i'm not liking this at all...

fort re roll: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (10) + 14 = 24

hopefully this covers it...what ind of save is it? mind effecting? praying my elven +2 bonus might apply...not holding my breath though...

yeah, i'm using my folio reroll...i'm not liking this at all...

hopefully this covers it...what ind of save is it? mind effecting? praying my elven +2 bonus might apply...not holding my breath though...

it was vs fear and you made it! You can act

sorry I miss read Jory's attacks from round 1

damage banshee 36

"I hope Colson's head rolls!" cries one of the Andorans. "Too bad he's not hear to face these creatures!"

Pakalchi will green: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (13) + 10 = 23