CN dwarf (strong-blooded) rogue 7 | HP 86/86 | AC 25 (26 with parry, 27 against struck target) | F +11 R +16 W +13 | Perc +15 | Stealth +17 | 30 feet | Active Conditions: Resist Poison 3
"Someone does not like company," Dorrance comments as she gives the fireball rune a wide berth.
Chumwi holds up the scroll of fireball and looks to Sylvia. "You want to hold on to this, or shall I?"I think we each have a fireball prepped already. I'm happy to take it, but also fine with you doing so.
Casually disguised by a wealth of piled debris, the entrance is not readily apparent to passersby. You approach, easily avoidiung the screamers — weird mushrooms with tiny mouths — as well as some larger carnivorous plants lingering nearby. Among the foliage you find discarded personal effects of would-be vampire hunters, some Pathfinders included. Treasure bundles!
There are no light sources in the cave. I assume you all have Wayfinders or another light source.
In you go.
The rough walls of the cave soon lead into a much older structure. The ancient walls have no lighting, and their weathered surfaces hold no identifying iconography. Here and there, walls have collapsed and rubble is scattered about. The cool air carries a slight tinge of a metallic smell.
You hear whispering quickly hushed as you approach a chamber. Standing in the middle of this room is a gold-masked figure. Two vampires creep forward.
“So you actually decided to come, foolish Pathfinders! Confronting the immortal hand of Tar-Baphon himself!” The vampire laughs darkly behind his golden mask. “You really have chosen the most ignoble of deaths. But worry not! Your bodies shall serve my vengeance in unlife just like the rest of your fellows.”
The gold-masked one Strides forward and tilts his mask, mesmeric eyes into Iniquity's own. DC 26 Will save — divine, enchantment, incapacitation, mental, visual
The vampires scream and burn! Though Sylvia hammers her target with missiles, it's not enough to take it out.
Iniquity feels a presence that calls itself "Bolger Trusk" take over his mind…
'Pen:
The dominated champion glimpses scenes from Bolger's past… a sense of accomplishment as he gives sermons to the whole city of Xer. Head priest of Xer itself! My flock! Mine to fleece. Then, a vision of the silver-masked Narsen accompanied by seething rage and jealousy. Finally, a trip into the grasslands, seeking power and revenge…
Bolger Trusk gleefully raises the Asp coil in Iniquity's hand… it will be so easy to turn unconscious minions later, and this is a powerful group!
Iniquity spins and lashes out with his Asp coil at Chum:
Someone else is making your decisions for you, usually because you're being commanded or magically dominated. The controller dictates how you act and can make you use any of your actions, including attacks, reactions, or even Delay. The controller usually does not have to spend their own actions when controlling you.
Chumwi points his staff at the vampire grabbing Sylvia and mutters a prayer to Shimye-Magalla. As he finishes the incantation, a beam of incandescent light fires from the tip of his staff at the undead creature!
◆◆Cast searing light at the vampire holding Sylvia (#2), ◆Cast shield.
CN dwarf (strong-blooded) rogue 7 | HP 86/86 | AC 25 (26 with parry, 27 against struck target) | F +11 R +16 W +13 | Perc +15 | Stealth +17 | 30 feet | Active Conditions: Resist Poison 3
Dorrance stands a hair's breadth from the vampire next to her.
"You don't scare me. Not one bit. You're the one who should be frightened."
Demoralize (she has Intimidating Glare if it doesn't speak Common), Strikex2. Dread Striker makes it flat-footed to her attacks if the Demoralize was successful.)
"Your turn!" Chumwi acts quickly, hoping to take advantage of the vampire's positioning before anyone approaches. He runs his hand along his staff, seeming to pluck a small glowing ball from the flame-carved tip and hurling it behind the vampire where it erupts into a massive fiery explosion! As the smoke clears, he draws a scroll from his pocket.
◆◆Cast fireball placed behind where it will only hit the vampire, ◆Interact to draw scroll of searing light.
CN dwarf (strong-blooded) rogue 7 | HP 86/86 | AC 25 (26 with parry, 27 against struck target) | F +11 R +16 W +13 | Perc +15 | Stealth +17 | 30 feet | Active Conditions: Resist Poison 3
Dorrance, invisible, moves around behind the masked figure and stabs.
[Gender:] NG (he/him) Human (Taldane) Champion 7 | HP 99/99 | AC 28 (30) | Sh 12 (120 hp) | F +14 R +10 (bulwark) W +12 | Perc +10 | Stealth +8 | 25 ft | Hero 1/3 | Focus 1/1 | ◆ | ◇ | ↺ | Active Conditions: regenerate 1 hp/min (0/10 r), resist negative 1
"Uh. That was unsettling," Iniquity groans, feeling rather out of sorts. "Whatever rivalry you have with Narsen, it fails to warrant all this killing." He performs an elaborate kata before stepping forward and thrusting his blade toward the golden masked vampire. His thumb twists a ring on the hilt, and the blade segments along the inner wire.
Someone else is making your decisions for you, usually because you're being commanded or magically dominated. The controller dictates how you act and can make you use any of your actions, including attacks, reactions, or even Delay. The controller usually does not have to spend their own actions when controlling you.
Chumwi moves to get a better angle, the ominous sound of approaching thunder getting louder with each step. When he reaches his desired position, he points his staff and a booming peal of roaring thunder accompanies a brilliant white flash as a bolt of lightning streaks through the vampire's space!
[Gender:] NG (he/him) Human (Taldane) Champion 7 | HP 99/99 | AC 28 (30) | Sh 12 (120 hp) | F +14 R +10 (bulwark) W +12 | Perc +10 | Stealth +8 | 25 ft | Hero 1/3 | Focus 1/1 | ◆ | ◇ | ↺ | Active Conditions: regenerate 1 hp/min (0/10 r), resist negative 1
"Oh no! Now he cannot see my pretty face!" Iniquity jokes as he disappears from sight. Taking advantage of the invisibility, he whips the segmented sword toward the vampire and then snaps it back. He creeps around the golden masked villain and raises his shield, just in case he is found.
CN dwarf (strong-blooded) rogue 7 | HP 86/86 | AC 25 (26 with parry, 27 against struck target) | F +11 R +16 W +13 | Perc +15 | Stealth +17 | 30 feet | Active Conditions: Resist Poison 3
Dorrance stabs twice, then moves to a new position.
The dagger slices toward the eyehole of the golden mask… at the last moment the vampire turns to mist, negating the attack. Reaction triggers on "would take damage from a crit
As he reforms Dorrance's dagger catches him in the ribcage.
Someone else is making your decisions for you, usually because you're being commanded or magically dominated. The controller dictates how you act and can make you use any of your actions, including attacks, reactions, or even Delay. The controller usually does not have to spend their own actions when controlling you.
[Gender:] NG (he/him) Human (Taldane) Champion 7 | HP 99/99 | AC 28 (30) | Sh 12 (120 hp) | F +14 R +10 (bulwark) W +12 | Perc +10 | Stealth +8 | 25 ft | Hero 1/3 | Focus 1/1 | ◆ | ◇ | ↺ | Active Conditions: regenerate 1 hp/min (0/10 r), resist negative 1
Iniquity reaches out and touches the pommel of his sword upon the vampire. A rainbow splatter of pain momentarily appears where he touches before it fades away. "Accept Shelyn's grace," he says before driving his sword toward the vampire and then dancing away. Not that anyone can witness his stylish grace.
◆ Cast (S): lay on hands Positive vs. Basic Fortitude (DC 22):4d6 ⇒ (1, 5, 1, 2) = 9and -2 status to AC on Fail
disrupt undead positive damage:4d6 + 4 ⇒ (4, 5, 1, 6) + 4 = 20 Basic Fort DC 26, Sickened 1 on a fail or worse, enfeebled 1 for 1 round on a crit fail.
Chumwi lifts the scroll in his hand reading the text inscribed upon it as he points the tip of his staff. A beam of incandescent light streaks out at the vampire!
Inside the room being the secret door is an ornate coffin, inside of which th vampire's body slowly reforms. He is easily staked and beheaded, ending his undead existence once and for all.
Inside the coffin are also the masks of razmiri priests — more victims of the vampire's. Thesew are treasure bundles.
WIth golden mask in hand per your mission briefing you head backj. With the head vampire destroyed the mists no longer linger in the woods, and Narsen's carriages easily find you. It seems like without the mist you're being screed upon!
As they approach Shatterask slips away — but not before giving you a message for the Envoy's Alliance: Tell 'em ta meet me at Xer’s docks in two weeks’ time.
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Back at the Lodge Narsen congratulates you over a meal. This should silence our critics… at least in the short term!
He makes no mention oof hatrtermask, though he must have surely seen the man while scrying.
With that, you're free to return to the Society of stay a while in the Lodge of the Living God, praise Razmir!
