[GameDay XII] DM Carbide's CORE Tide of Morning (0-23) (Inactive)

Game Master John Woodford

Gwen casts mirror image upon herself.

images: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

With a cry of "GERONIMO!!" A quartet of Gwendolyns dive into the fire. I'm assuming furniture is difficult terrain for movement purposes.

Hera flies around back and lands on the window sill.

Are either of the windows open enough to allow a Tiny bird in?

Nala frowns, ”Oh wait! I have this covered. Stay back if you don’t want to get burned.”

Dropping her weapon she casts a simple spell upon herself. A glistening laying of ablative water forms around her and she rushes inside. Steam boils off as the fire touches, quickly replaced by more water.

Cast Resist Energy (10 Resist for 10 minutes): Fire. Move in.

Miriel picks up her blade and runs to the house after the others. "What is happening here... oh no! Get him out fast!"

Move: Pick up elven curve blade
Move: Move

Round 3 (ongoing):

Initiative order
Miriel-acted
Gwendolyn-acted
Keynala-acted
Unseelie warriors-acted
Enemy (?) A-
Malon-

The windows aren't open.

Keynala, as a trained healer it's clear to you that the body on the floor is quite dead.

Suddenly a pair of humanoids, apparently human but for a peculiar golden cast to their skins, appear out of nowhere and try to shove Gwendolyn and Miriel into the flames! The one on Gwendolyn only manages to dispel one of her images, while the other succeeds in shoving the paladin into the fire. Miriel, take 5 HP.

Malon is up!

Unseelie warriors: AC ? T ? FF ? HP taken - Beard: 0 Earring: 0

Forgot to ask last round, but could someone move me 40’ towards the house please? Thanks so much.

The elf continues on into the house with the group, and then fired off a blast from his magic missile wand if he could see an enemy.

Damage 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Malon has been moved.

There is, as it happens, a burly humanoid framed by the doorway who just shoved Miriel to one side. He takes the magic missile with a grunt of pain.

Round 4:

Initiative order
Miriel-
Gwendolyn-
Keynala-
Unseelie warriors-
Enemy (?) A-
Malon-

Miriel, Gwendolyn, and Keynala can act!

Unseelie warriors: AC ? T ? FF ? HP taken - Beard: 0 Earring: 5

Please someone move Nala into flanking with Miriel. I can’t select her pog on my phone no matter what I do. Thanks!

Nala looks with hatred at the fiends as they attack from nowhere, ”Cowards. Killing a defenseless man. Like worthless assassins. Face me and face your death. Or flee, and know what I say is even more true.”

She steps against the wall, pulls out a wickedly sharp trident and plunges it at her foe.

MW Trident + Flank: 1d20 + 9 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 9 + 2 = 20 for Piercing: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

Knowledge check for these foes? Also I really really doubt it, but if they are aquatic humanoids for some unknown reason in the middle of a forest, those would be Napa’s favored enemies.

"Welcome to the Pathfinder conga line, you pushy jerk!" Miriel taunts her enemy. She throws her bow out of the door, grabs her blade with both hands and slices at her enemy. Then, she steps out of the fire.

Free Drop bow to adjacent square
Standard Attack Ainulindale (Power Attack): 1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 7 + 2 = 22 Damage (Slashing, Adamantine, Power Attack): 1d10 + 11 ⇒ (2) + 11 = 13 +2 from flank, at Earring.
Not an action 5ft step

Use boon Jiraku’s Eternal Path if the furniture on the map is difficult terrain.

Not exactly sure who everyone is attacking in the scrum, so this might incur an AoO or perhaps not.

Gwen still protected by her doppelgangers, casts a spell wreathing her hands in St. Ogilvie the Unwise's Fire

shocking grasp v the guy standing to her right (touch): 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5 +3 v metal armored foe electrical damage: 5d6 ⇒ (4, 5, 5, 3, 5) = 22

Round 4 (ongoing):

Keynala hits the warrior, but finds that her trident doesn't do as much damage as she would have expected. Miriel's blow is similarly blunted by the man's unnatural toughness.

Knowledge (Nature) or (Planes) would help you here. More to come later.

Knowledge: Nature yar: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15

Knowledge (Nature): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (4) + 9 = 13

The fighters are unseelie humans, warped by strange magic and infused with the power of the First World. Keynala recalls that for some reason they're resistant to damage not caused by silver weapons.

Round 4 (ongoing):

Initiative order
Miriel-acted
Gwendolyn-acted
Keynala-acted
Unseelie warriors-acted
Enemy (?) A-
Malon-

The warrior facing Gwendolyn tries to take advantage of her casting, but misses. The large battleaxe waving around in her vicinity distracts the sorceress, causing her to miss with her touch. He catches one of her remaining two doubles on the backswing, popping it. The one facing Miriel seems disconcerted by her attack, and doesn't manage to put his sword anywhere near her.

Malon to go!

Unseelie warriors: AC 17 T 12 FF 15 HP taken - Beard: 0 Earring: 14

Malon keeps firing with his wand. At the same target, if possible.

Damage 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Malon's second magic missile takes the warped human down.

Round 5:

Initiative order
Miriel-
Gwendolyn-
Keynala-
Unseelie warrior-
Enemy (?) A-
Malon-

Miriel, Gwendolyn, and Keynala can act!

The half-elf strides behind the many images of Gwendolyn, then stabs at the last foe.

MW Trident: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (12) + 9 = 21 for Piercing: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

Moved through one fire space but should avoid an AoO.

Still holding on to the charge of the eldritch electricity, the trio of Gwens sidestep and then reach out and zaps someone.

shocking grasp v the guy standing to her right (touch attack, flank): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14 +3 v metal armored foe
electrical damage: 5d6 ⇒ (5, 3, 1, 3, 6) = 18

Hera delays to see what happens next.

This time, Gwendolyn manages to brush the eldritch human's breastplate with the tip of one finger, sending a burst of electricity through him. He convulses and falls limp to the ground in a small cloud of dust and ash.

Out of combat, but the party is on the clock for getting things settled in the burning building.

Gwen opens the window and Hera hops in.

Gwen casts detect magic and looks around for auras, starting in the direction of the victim's body.

Hera looks around the room from tabletop.

perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (8) + 10 = 18

This Turn

Nala puts her trident away and grabs the box of papers on the table.

”Unless someone can put out this fire easily, I’d suggest we get the body and anything useful in here and step outside.”

Next Turn

Nala heads outside and hands the box to Malon for safekeeping.

The box is next to the stack of papers; I'll assume Keynala grabs them both.

Gwendolyn casts her spell and notices three things: first, it's getting really hot in the hut; second, there are no magical auras on the body; and third, there are magical auras under the shelf next to the body. However, she knows that she'll take some damage accessing the area where the auras are.

No she won't.

"Miriel! There's something magical under that that shelf!"

;)

Miriel runs to the body, and slices it free of the table, her adamantine blade cutting both rope and the table like butter.

"Get him out, I'll check the shelf!" she shouts back to Gwendolyn.

Then, Miriel tries finding out what Gwendolyn had detected under the shelf.

GM How much does the body look to weigh? Gwen is no 'Str 7 Sorcerer' but still it is a stat that she hasn't invested in heavily.

He doesn't look too heavy--probably around #150.

Malon will move and try to aid the others dragging out the body.

Miriel is standing practically in the rapidly-spreading fire, but she's able to grab a leather satchel from under the shelf. Take another point of fire damage, Miriel.

The doorway is also being encroached on by intensifying flames, so both Malon and Gwendolyn get a bit singed while dragging the body out. Take 2 points fire damage, both of you.

As of the end of the round, Miriel is the only one left in the hut.

Miriel runs out of the burning hut with the satchel she found. She drops satchel next to the body Gwendolyn and Malon dragged out and tries to spot any signs of life on the man.

"Oh no, were we just a moment too late?"

Heal: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (1) - 2 = -1 Yes, she's awful in this.

Nala pipes up, ”At least a few moments. I saw he was dead when I went in there. It’s why I wasn’t grabbing him first. It was still important to get him out though. Let’s look through this stuff and figure out what the heck is going on.”

Malon pats himself, trying to douse the flames still burning on his cloak.

He then casts Detect Magic on the body and the satchel, trying to help figure out what the group might have discovered.

Malon pats himself, trying to douse the flames still burning on his cloak.

He then casts Detect Magic on the body and the satchel, trying to help figure out what the group might have discovered.

Likewise. Gwen takes a moment to extinguish herself and cast detect magic. She uses spellcraft to identify anything she sees, taking 10 for 22.

Gwen's eyes glow a sort of purple-green color.

Once outside, Hera alights upon Gwen's shoulder even though she's bearing a staff with a perch on top.

She looks over the body and plainly asks "Whoo?"

The druid, alas, is quite dead. Miriel takes another point of fire damage on the way out.

The satchel contains two potions, two scrolls, an amulet, and a pouch full of gold pieces. Gwendolyn and Malon are able to divine that the potions are barkskin +2 and bear's endurance, both scrolls are of lesser restoration, and the amulet is an amulet of natural armor +1.

Miriel gently pats the dead druid. "So disheartening, to fail saving yet another life by so little."

She pulls out her wands of cure light wounds and starts healing the team's wounds, First healing herself as no-one seems in dire need.

CLW #1: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
CLW #2: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

After healing, Miriel collects her bow, puts every item she carries on its correct spot, cleans up herself and rearranges any loose strands of hair to her hairdo. Then, she moves over to examine their clues, sitting down on her knees to examine the dead man and the items. "What despicable could have happened here to cause such atrocities?" Suddenly she remembers the voice. "I completely forgot we were conversing with someone! Excuse us, esteemed but unknown conversation partner, could you most kindly aid us in our search for the reasons behind these events?"

There is no immediate response to Miriel's question. Keynala (and anyone else with ranks in Knowledge (Nature) or an applicable Profession skill) realizes that the burning house has a chance to catch nearby trees on fire. If everyone pitches in, though, the party should be able to stop that from happening with ten minutes or so of work.

Nala pulls her own wand and all the rat bites heal up.

CLW wand: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

She helps the group put out the fire, using her temporary immunity to take a spot on the front lines.

She would take any or all of those items (except the scroll).

Once that is resolved she looks through the papers she recovered.

Malon pulls his CLW wand and asks for someone who is able to fix up his minor burns.

CLW 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

He too, throws in a hand to try and stop the flames from spreading to the forest.

The party is just managing to get the fire under control when the distant sound of several voices singing can be heard from the south. Just about at the point where most of the party can tell that it's a band of gnomes, the singing cuts off. A single voice wails out, "What have you done with Hemzel?"

”Its a long story. We were here to speak with him, and when we arrived we had to fight off a bunch of swarms, and when we did, we found his home in flames and him in the current shape of not living. We’ve been able to keep the fires from some reading to the forest, thankfully.”

Diplomacy 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

The apparent leader scoffs at Malon's attempt to explain. "He told me all about how the Pathfinders were after him for the lorestone. You look like that sort--I'll bet you killed him for it!" There are mutters of agreement from the other gnomes, and it looks like it's going to take a better diplomat than Malon to talk them down.

"Whoa! Who the heck are you supposed to be, the local welcoming committee?" says to band of gnomes, feeling a bit like she on an elevated stage performing a concert for a crowd angry construction cones.

"Why do you suppose we are still here putting out the fire? If we were here to steal the lorestone, we'd just let the place burn and find it afterward. It's a stone after all."

diplomacy: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22

Miriel gestures the gnomes to come closer. "Please, we mean no harm. Our intention was to merely have a conversation with Hemzel, and to apologize for any disagreements there might have been in the past. To our horror, we arrived too late, and he had been murdered. We avenged the murder, at least partly, the culprits' bodies are still inside. Please, come and see the situation yourself. Our goal was to find out what is ultimately behind all this. We got some information from a hidden participant, who seemed to agree to help us, but apparently has now left."

"I do not know how I could convince you of my goodwill. Please come and tell me. I am very willing to work with you, as I was willing to work with Hemzel."

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (9) + 10 = 19

Nala watches warily then adds, ”We did not come for a fight. We came to help. We were attacked by the ones who murdered Hemzel. We are trying to figure out who did it and why, will you help us?”

Diplomacy Aid: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (7) - 2 = 5

Her posture and voice is a bit more aggressive than she would have liked.

The gnomes don't seem to be convinced, but they might be wavering a little.

You can try again on the second round.

Hera restates Gwen's earlier question more aggressively of the cluster of small, ground-based, burrowing creatures "Whoo!?"

"If you want to help Hemzel, maybe you can tell us who may have attacked him."

Gwen describes the voice and fey attackers. After consulting with Hera in owl-speech she describes the figure who ran off, hoping to gain some leads.

diplomacy: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24

”The bodies of those that attacked us are inside, take a look. We aren’t your enemies.”

Diplomacy Aid: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (6) - 2 = 4