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Ok. Thanks mate.

Just so I know, are we planning to play out the final encounter. Or just ending it here?

Still a little curious how we are supoosed to get wulessa back.

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Player MorphiusLink

Character Cordon Emberspark
PFS #: 52842
Character #: 3
Class/Level: Alchemist 1.1
Faction: The Exchange
Normal Track
Day Job: N/A
Played Scenario before: No

Ok so A few changes to my character , I apparently put the wrong details into HL when I generated his statblock and got his faction wrong.

Updated sign in as follows:

Character Cordon Emberspark
PFS #: 52842
Character #: 3
Class/Level: Alchemist 1.1
Faction: Dark Archive
Normal Track
Day Job: Merchant(Alchemist)
Played Scenario before: No

HeyGM.

Unfortunately, you reported as Exchange, but Cordon is part of dark archive.

Thanks mate

I’m back home now. The GM is actually in my local PFS group. I can send him a message checking in.

Sounds good mate. Let us know how you go.

I'm happy enough to wait out.
But players/GMs who go dark without notice tend to not be a good thing, and I always like to check in if possible.

Do any of you guys have a way of contacting GM outside of these forums? I've noticed he has gone dark on a bunch of his games since 10 Oct and just want to make sure he is alright.

I understand you guys possibly have a lot on your plates, but is it possible to have more than one post per week, otherwise this encounter may take a very long time.

Seeing Ram swing at the creature and miss, Cordon draws a vial form his bandolier and drinks it. The row of vials containing clear liquids on his belt glow for a moment before returning to their previous state.

Drinking Extract of Targeted Bomb Admixture

He then draws another vial, this one pale yellow in colour and drinks it. Moments later the Bestial Alchemist begins to shrink.

Drinking Extract of reduce Person. If we are meant to be in initiative order after Ram Attacked then I will do this second one as my next turn

"Ram...hit it again."

Cmon all, lets push on and finish this.

"So archivist, this is the form you take. We are to fight ourselves...So be it "

Cordon follows Ram into the passage, still holding his vials in case anything should attack.

" We've seen it everywhere in this place. I reckon its whats holdin' this mindscape together. Maybe is we destroy it, then the mindscape will Collapse and release us.

The pain seems to last only a few seconds before he stands tall again, but something is different, his eyes now have the look of a madman.

"Time to unleash the flame " he says with a disturbing laugh and holding a alchemist's fire menacingly.

GM, Cordon is now under the effects of a Dexterity Mutagen for 10 mins. Please advise when that time has run out

As Wulessa describes the archivists intentions, a stern look comes across cordon's face.

"Alrite then, this beasty wants ta play...then let's play. "

He then takes a vial from his belt containing a fluro-green liquid. Uncorks and drinks it.

Moments later, Cordon wreaths over, apparently in pain, as his skin seems to bulge and thicken, his face taking on a slight bestial look.

Sorry guys been moving house the last few days. Will post up later today

"yeeaaah, thats definately not gonna happen." says Cordon with a squinty look on his face.

"surely there must be somethin else you want?"
Then clearly Cordon has a 'lightbulb' moment.

"Perhaps we can get you the real Murqual in her place. I'm sure his experience with strange and wonderful artifacts would make a fine addition to your archive."

" Yeah, I don't think Murqual could be behind this...as much as he is a snake, I would bet my formula book he don't hav the talent or knowledge to do this."

Then whilst still inspecting various keys he shouts out "Wulessa...can you hear me...are you still with us!!!?"

"Murqual's Shop?....why would we 'ave been bought 'ere?" states cordon with a confused look on his face.

Cordon then sniffs the air a bit.

"Bah, it even has that same musty smell"

He then walks over and picks up one of the keys on the walls and looks it over quizically.

"well I reckon youbare right Dhovahk....this thing does think we are like Rats... " says Cordon with a sigh checking if he actually got hit.

He then follows tbe others down the corridor.

As Dovahk pushes open the door, Cordon grabs a few Vials from his belt, starting to look a bit anxious.

"I wonder how much more of this maze the Archivist has planned for us. What do you see Dhovahk. "

”I fear the Archivist might be referring to us,” Dhovahk says calmly.

" What...so it thinks we are like Rats messing its house up?.....sorry Benny, No offence."

Cordon turns back to the shifting images and clears his throat.

"Well...If we are unwanted, or if we are pests, we will Happily leave your Archive. But you must return the Venture Capt'n to us!"

Diplomacy: 1d20 ⇒ 2

Cordon stops inspecting the statue when he notices the wall changing again.

"Errr, guys....GUYS!!...the walls are moving again. It might be tha' Archivist agen."

Watching the images pass Cordon thinks to himself for a moment.
"I think its saying that Wulessa is being added to the archive, and maaaaybe that it thinks she has had a rich life. At least thats wha' I reckon based on that pile o' riches there."

Then as the image changes to the rodents in the house a look of confusion comes across his face and he approaches the shifting image cautiously.

"Noooot really sure about that last one thou..."

"huh!? So those things wern't real.'

Cordon then approaches the statue once resembling Wullessa and tries to knock on it.

[b]"Venture Capt'n, Are you still with us?"[/b}

Will Save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22

GM Feel free to Bot will saves to keep it moving along if needed. My bonus is a fat +0

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And I am sure there are more that I don't know of.

Cordon stops and looks at the rope for a second to figure out what it might be.

spellcraft: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 19

Cordon then realises the significance of Walessa's words.

"They come from the air.....OH S*&T...THIS MIST IS THE GUARDIANS ".

will save: 1d20 ⇒ 8

Cordon would bewalking around the outer edge of the catwalk loking around. Noting that the statue is apparently very large, he would be shouting towards it from the edge of the catwalk

After Cordon Shouts his question towards the Statue of Wulessa, he spots the alter and heads towards it to investigate.

" Ram, Benny, Dhovahk....look, an Altar."

Cordon Also enters the room looking around in awe.
"Where has this archivist bought us now. "
Looking over that the statue with Wulessa's face "Venture capt'n, do you recognise it? "

As soon as the walls fall away, Cordon stops in surprise "Man I wish these walls would stop doin' that"

"Fascinating. Perhaps the area we just left is a central hub that connects to the different minds here?" Dhovahk offers. "Benny, perhaps you still feel so enthusiastic about uncovering mysteries as to open the doors?"

"You might be right Dhovahk...but either way, its still creepy"

Looking back down the empty hallway towards the dead end, Cordon appears rather agitated. "Well I guess we are going this way"

Cordon will then move up and quietly open the door.

stealth: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14

"Hmmm, i guess it could be tryin' to talk to us, Dhovahk, but who knows. Let's keep going, there has to be a way out."

Then Cordon heads down the corridor keeping an eye out for any more shifting tiles or giant holes.

After a few minutes of silence and no response from the abyss or the crystal structure, Cordon shrugs and turns back towards the group, catching the shifting tiles in his peripherals as he does.

"humph, well I guess that wasnt hi....whaaaat is that?"

After a moment looking at the shaoes meld between the eye and the question mark, Cordon gets a quizical look on his face and then addressed the rest of the group.

"ummm, maaaaybe this is that Archivist fellow trying to talk to us, what do u lot think?"

As the room falls away, Cordon looks around with surprise and grounds himself as if bracing for something.

"Cordon, what did you do?

"errr, Not really sure to be honest. Just thought those books woulda had an answer, but they just didn't seem to be real and then that happened. "

Looking over the edge with Ram cautiously

" Maybe that's the archivist... "

He cups his hands around his mouth and shouts into the abyss "OI YOU. ARE YOU THE ARCHIVIST.....DO YOU KNOW HOW TO GET OUTTA HERE? "

"Perhaps the books are the keys- if this is in your mind, your imagination, can we traverse rooms through the books?"

" right...we we best get to checking these books out then." as Cordon strides over to the bed and begins to inspect each of the open books.

"If they are the key to this midscape, then I recon they would be reflective your memories or somethin."

Based on the fact that we realised the first room wasn't real, then moved; and that we are in a mindscape, My guess is that something specific in each room will trigger a will save to move to the next. Since 2 of us have had will saves for reading books, Ill give you a will save as well.

Will: 1d20 ⇒ 16

"alright then. Seems like we need to find this "Archivist" " says Cordon using airquotes around the term 'Archivist'.

"Anyone have an idea how we get outa here? "

"It is good to see you, Venture-Captain," Dhovahk replies with a bow. "Perhaps you can tell us more about this ritual? Perhaps we can disrupt it - or complete it. Either way leads to the end."

"yea, any idea how we can get outa here. "

"We are inside the collective minds of Jistkan Imperium," Dhovahk reminds the other Pathfinders calmly. "Perhaps we can influence the environment with our thoughts, but it is more likely that the minds here are creating what we see from their own experiences." He follows Cordon, heading towards a bookshelf to see if any of the books placed there have legible titles or can be opened.

"So...that blasted ritual did work then....but if that's the case, I wonder wha' happened to Wulessa?" he states curiously as he peers into the mirror.

A look of complete shock falls over Gordon's face as the walls fall away.

"wha....what the hell is happening here "

He then looks around the room and, spotting the movement in the mirror, cautiously investigates.

Cordon looks quizically at Benny "Wha'dya mean by 'not quite real'? Do you think this could be some kind of illusion...But how could we not notice?"

Cordon looks at the blank scroll and then at benny's futile attempts to open an (apparently) non existent door.

"What the *&^$ is going on aroun' here!? "

Will Save: 1d20 ⇒ 2

As the venture captain reveals her monstrous new look, Cordon appears very startled and curses at the sight.

"What the hell was that?" He then stands up and inspects the scroll that was being read from.

As the ritual concludes and the silence falls, cordon waits for something to happen. After 10 seconds or so, he glances awkwardly between his companions and Wulessa.

"sooo, err, is that it?"

Cordon shrugs slightly at the suggestion..."Why not, didn't have anything else interesting planned anyway. What should we expect in there?"

Cordon doesn't even flinch when the viper speaks to him. Almost as if this doesn't surprise him. Instead he gives a slight not at the snakes comment.

He then draws his back his bow trying his hardest to focus.

Longbow,Cold Iron, PBS, Bless, Guidance: 1d20 + 3 + 1 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 3 + 1 + 1 + 1 = 24
Dmg, PBS: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

What can I say...I try :-P

No Sooner does the Div appear that Cordon released the string onhis bow sending a cold Iron arrow flying at the Div.

Longbow, Cold Iron: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (20) + 3 = 23 Crit Threat!!!
Dmg: 1d6 ⇒ 2

Confirm?: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4
Crit Dmg (If confirms): 2d6 ⇒ (1, 6) = 7

Now that all of his companions are ready, Cordon reads from the card, drops it and immediately draws back the string on his bow.

"Here we go....'command Phrase!!!'"

Once they reach the area where this is to happen, Cordon takes the mask and places it on the ground. He then moves back about 15ft and readies an action to shoot the Div that appears from the mask as soon as he sees it.

"Well wen y'all ready, I'll shout out the word from 'ere"

Cordon wanders down shortly after the others and mid conversation, rubbing his eyes, not quite having woken properly.

"Mornin' all... wadya all say to some breakfast and a good coffee before we start fightin."

Ram takes the ale and listens intently; some of Visuris' explanation he doesn't understand but he nods anyway. "... and how do we activate Murqual's bauble?"

"in my experience....magic things like tha' usually need some kinda command word to activate" he says though a yawn as he places his head on the table. Cordon is clearly not a morning person.

"It is a agreed then.....TO THE BAR!!!!" exclaims Cordon with excitement.

Cordon will have a drink before retiring for the evening (I am assuming there is room at the Local Pathfinder lodge. If not then an Inn will do.

No worries mate.

Good luck with it. Ill be in the same boat around early September.

"Only what I've heard from stories, but they are corrupted genies that seek to destroy the works of mortal races," Dhovahk replies as he follows Cordon. "And from what we heard from Murqual, they apparently cannot stand the touch of cold iron weapons." He frowns as they enter the street once more. "I could certainly afford a smaller weapon, such as a dagger, made from cold iron, but I would not be effective at wielding it. Perhaps one of our companions - such as you, Ram - would be a better wielder for the duration of our mission? I have also heard of spells that aid paladins and holy warriors in their battles against the forces of evil - perhaps a temple in town might have scrolls or oils to sell?"

" Oh yea, I remember Murqual sayin' somethin about cold iron....Its a good thing I carry these" states Cordon as he draws a cold Iron arrow from his quiver.

"If any o' you lot can use a bow, then ye can use these....just try to stay outa me way or I might have to start throwin these instead of shootin.", Cordon then holds out a small vial, "needless to say, that can sometimes get a bi' messy if your too close" (They are clearly his Alchemical bombs which do splash damage)

Cordon will set himself up 25ft away from the mask when it is time to activate it and ready an action to shoot the Div that appears from the mask as soon as he sees it. I also agree with the Bless and Guidance plan

Ram blinks in surprise; "D... did I win?

Cordon looks back at Ram, "no' sure, but lets take this as a good omen and skedaddle, before she changes 'er mind."

He then rises from his chair and heads towards the door "So any o' you lot know much about Divs?"

In the interest of moving this along somewhat, would it better fo us to accept the 4 years each (GM did say that there would likely be no permanent effects from it)?

Otherwise I get the distinct feeling that we will be hovering around 20 tokens for a very long time.