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"Mortals have almost released this chaotic anomaly once and we are tasked to not let that happen again. If you do not refrain from exiting this chamber, I will have to subdue you by force.", the mechanical being's emotionless gaze somehow conveying the sincerity of its threat.
Artemus pulls out the key, prompting the kolyarut to draw its weapon and point it at the arcanist. "You will hand over that key immediately. The being sealed below must not be released."
DC 13 Int check: The party recovered a strange key from the protean side of things, in the strange alcove where the odd skull was, too. The key happens to look similar to the pattern on the floor.
Faeros doesn't believe so. Nilfyr at a safe distance, uses his polearm to press against the runes. The rune panel slides away revealing a slot for a dozen tiny holes in a circular pattern.
"Calculations dictate that if your statement is true, the forces of chaos are almost exterminated. The door shall be secured.", the kolyarut finally relaxing its stance and now returning to a position in the middle of the the bronze pattern on the floor. With no combat threat now, the party can look around some. The northern portion of the room has been altered, likely the protean's influence. The large bronze plates on the floor are inscribed with hundreds of runes each, although all of the party members can find a rune in several languages that they understand, and many more that they do not recognize the script. In each case though, the runes are all for one word: warning. Faeros however, spots one of the runes is slightly off and raised slightly above the others.
The kolyarut pauses for a second, before carefully sheathing its weapon. "It is against our protocol to identify ourselves to the protean foes. K394-M43 must have trusted you with its eternal designation to reach this stalemate battleground." "How much of the forces of chaos have you slain?", it queries.
Artemus tries to talk down the kolyarut from the back.
Unfortunately, Artemus couldn't provide enough logic to satisfy the outsider. Faeros readies his bow, but waits to see if the others can talk down the inevitable. The inevitable points at Nilfyr who hears a voice in his head to back away.
However, Nilfyr doesn't let it happen again and retains his senses. The inevitable then performs one more trick.
Artemus confirms that the kolyarut tried to paralyze Nilfyr, but once again fails. Init Order (bold = up)
"Nope. Nope. Nope." The imentesh speaks some strange words and pops out of sight. . The kolyarut still has its blade drawn and darts towards the party. "You are not inevitable and must be removed.", with Nilfyr being the first target of its wrath. Inits:
Init Order (bold = up)
Taking the loot, the party continues through the runed room. There is another door straight ahead and with the party readied, they move forward. This huge chamber was once square, yet the northern half has bubbled and run as if melted. Above, the ceiling arches up in a dome braced by grand arms of stone carved to resemble the ribs of some great beast. From the dome’s zenith, the perfect green glass column of the Emerald Spire spears downward. Where the Spire meets the floor, it is clasped by two wide,
Right in front of you, shocked at the sudden entry, is another one of the serpentine imentesh proteans. On the other side near the opposite door is another kolyrat inevitable. There is a sudden shift in the air as both of the outsiders pause, waiting to see what the party does.
Deciding to figure out what Faeros found earlier, the party regroups back in the island room. Ready once again, Nilfyr pushes the outline of the door in. This small alcove is shaped as if it were formed from natural stone, yet every surface appears to be formed from maroon velvet. The walls are warm to the touch and gently pulse, like a heartbeat. The floor is covered with a number of various items. Sickly potted plants, some risque paintings of inevitables, and a stuffed pigeon with one leg show some of the strange taste of the proteans. However, there is loot of value : a folding boat, a hand of glory, a set of marvelous pigments, and a belt of giant strength +2. There are also a pair of keys, one made of the same green material as the Spire core, and the other a two-foot long mass of twisted and tentacle-like tines with a T handle.
"As unescorted beings entering from the territory chaos, I can only assume your forms and story are an attempt to deceive me. But run, knowing that the might of law will stop you." Nilfyr, taking the cue, closes the door and retrieves his weapon, embarrassed that he let his mind falter.
Taking the valuables , the party then follows their counterclockwise path. The southern end of this chamber is squared off and bare, yet as the room extends northward, the walls and floor twist and melt. Clusters of glowing blue crystals extend from the warped ceiling and floor, and from each cluster emerges a faint sound akin to young girls singing nonsense words. Another kolyarut inevitable stands guard, its large blade drawn at the party. It speaks with an emotionless voice. "Harbingers of chaos, you shall meet your end here." Inits:
Not giving the party time to respond, Nilfyr feels the urge to drop his weapon.
Nilfyr, against his own desires, drops his polearm to the ground. The inevitable darts forward with both hands on its blade and at the half-elf!
However, Nilfyr's armor holds up, deflecting the powerful swing.
Init Order (bold = up)
Thunderstealer feels healthier!
Thunderstealer spies some valuables among the various piles around the skull. He finds a soft pink pearl and a cut gemstone within the rocks. Several vials have liquid and perhaps feel of potion. The others investigate, with Artemus determining that the peculiarities Thunderstealer spied are a pearl of power (2nd) and a pink rhomboid ioun stone. The useful vials in that pile are a pition of blink, a potion of haste, and a potion of nondetection. He also finds that the skull radiates a strong conjuration magic; he can tell that it is somehow portal related, but not sure how exactly.
Hopping across the air, Thunderstealer finds an unusual sight. The cavern has lost most of its floor and ceiling to endless pink sky, and a multicolored whirlpool floats in the air at the chamber’s center, pulsing with light. Deeper inside, a bleached, serpentine skull several feet in diameter sits in an alcove above a narrow ledge; two red tulips are growing up through its vacant eyeholes. Tiny glass bottles full of liquid and stacks of small stones ring the skull.
The party licks its wounds (more so literally for Thunderstealer). Using their various magical means, the party easily traverses the floating platforms. However, one of the imenteshes begins to stir, but Nilfyr reacts quickly and strikes down the serpentine outsider before beheading it to make sure it doesn't come back. The other is likewise dealt with in a resolved final fashion As the party moves through the chamber, Faeros points out a strange outcropping where he sees the outline of a door . A pair of double doors would progress further into the floor, but the sound of whirling air can be heard from the north east around a partially blocked off area of this strange room.
Computer issues, having to reinstall OS tonight I think, so update tomorrow. Sorry!
Thunderstaler moves to the other foe, attacking with reckless abandon causing a couple of attacks to miss, but one claw causes a more gaping wound. Still, the outsider is still in the fight.
Init Order (bold = up)
Nilfyr follows behind his saurian ally and aims for a single powerful blow.
Nilfyr adds another painful wound to the imentesh! Faeros darts from around the corner and fires a trio of arrows after eyeballing the target.
Two arrows strike true, but the chaotic outsider still has some fight left! Artemus launches some magical force at the imentesh to test their resistance to magic.
The missiles are just enough to cause the outsider to fall limp to the ground. The woman hanging on the ledge, begins to float up as tentacles jut out from her back and serpentine forms once again emerge. "How dare you mortals not see the beauty in what we are doing? The prisoner below will be the salvation to this static world!" It then lashes out heavily at Nilfyr.
Nilfyr is struck twice, but is still standing tall after the onslaught. The creature then blinks, causing both it and Nilfyr to feel a gut churning inside their bodies.
However, both of them resist the chaotic effect that was attemped.
Thunderstealer's savage fury of tooth and claw causes numerous wounds on the outsider. However, the wounds begin to rapidly heal.
Init Order (bold = up)
Thunderstealer charges forward, knowingly expecting something bad... and as soon as he gets within 20 feet, the visible imentesh glares at the dinosaurian and Thunderstealer feels his gut... no, whole body shudder briefly.
Whatever alteration this thing just tried fails, leaving Thunderstealer to continue his charging momentum.
Thunderstealer and Nilfyr move back into the room, where they see a human woman dangling from one of the floating platforms. Now, only one of the serpentine anomalies can be seen, but it taunts the party. "Save this pitiful mortal, if you dare even-more-pitiful mortals!"
Artemus shares what he knows . Faeros is ready to use an outsider bane gifted from his deity, now awaiting a moment to strike. The sounds of a woman screaming can now be heard on the other side of the door.
A voice calls out from the other side of the door. "Come back! We have some fun ideas to shear, I mean share!"
The threats defeated, the party patches themselves up . Ready to go, they move forward into the next chamber. The high walls of this meandering cavern look natural, yet the floor and ceiling disappear entirely. Above and below, this room gives way to a vast sky of swirling pink and orange clouds stretching to infinity. Scattered islands of flat stone float unsupported among the clouds, level with the room’s two doorways.
A pair of serpentine creatures with humanoid torsos, but with avian heads and wings turns to the sound of the door opening. Abyssal:
One speaks to the other, "These interlopers, must be with the inevitables! Let's have some fun then!" DC 28 Kn: Planes:
These are imentesh, powerful proteans that seek to create more chaos in the universe. Along with the standard protean resistances, they can strangle foes with their tails, use several magical powers, and worse, can cause ripples in reality that can cause unusual and random affects on those that fail to resist the effect. They begin to move menacingly towards the group. Inits:
Init Order (bold = up)
Artemus, seeing his companions seemingly make short work of these extraplanar foes, contemplates the strange magics that allow the proteans to strike from one wall through the opposite. Faeros continues his assault on the now doubly wounded naunet, trying to aim where Nilfyr's blade struck.
The trio of arrows from Faeros finishes off the naunet in the corner, leaving Thunderstealer's battered foe remaining.
It frantically flails at Thunderstealer, who with Nilfyr, end the protean's existence with their combined might. The room is now eerily quiet, although the door on the other side beckons your opening. 
Init Order (bold = up)
Seeing the foes go down easily enough, Art focuses on identifying the foes before they are smashed into unrecognizable shapes.
Art relays his recognition of these strange creatures.
Faeros steps up, eyeballs the creature in the back, and fires a trio of arrows at it!
Two arrows strike true, but one hits the side of the wall, a rare miss for the archer. The remaining creatures, seeing the dinosaurian smash their brethren, focus their attacks on Thunderstealer. Like before, they strike from safety as they launch their maws and tentacles and tails through the mist which appear on the other side! [spoiler=Splat of attacks @ Thunderstealer]
Thunderstealer is struck twice, although his enhanced skin absorbs most of the blows. Init Order (bold = up)
Nilfyr cuts once more into the serpent thing, aiming for what would be the heart in any other snake. However, it keeps the creature's attention long enough to be turned into a soft paste from Thunderstealer's massive blow.
GM Dice:
Nilfyr senses that Desna's will seems to throw off the proteans, making their movements more erratic and less aggressive than they should be. He moves into the room and strikes true against the closest creature, although some of the wound does heal up immediately. Faeros opens up with a trio of arrows against the wounded target.
The blue serpentine creature retaliates, lashing out with maw, tentacles, and tail! Splat of attacks @ Nilfyr:
Nilfyr is bitten once, but manages to avoid the rest of the strikes. The remaining serpents giggle as they jut their heads and tentacles and into the mist, which strike from the other wall towards Nilfyr! Lot of splat of attacks:
Despite the surprise from the unusual array of attacks, Nilfyr manages to stave off most of them although a pair of tentacles does batter him up more; he felt his head try to get foggy, but his focus remains clear that these enemies must be dealt with. Init Order (bold = up)
Nilfyr hears raucuous giggling from the other side form three different voices. Ready for anything, he opens the door. This chamber is large and oddly shaped, with numerous alcoves and protrusions. Instead of stone, many of its walls appear to be curtains of shifting green mist that whirl and twist but always maintain a flat, vertical plane. Through the mist, another room is dimly visible. Nilfyr briefly sees a serpentine creature with a layer of additional tentacles laughing playfully as it slithers through a mist-laden wall and disappears. It's laughter can be heard elsewhere in the room, though. Two other such creatures turn their heads towards the now open door and reveal toothy maws as they approach with a malicious gait. DC 24 Kn: Planes:
These creatures are naunets, serpentine proteans that exist purely to fight against stability as shocktroops of chaos. Their tentacles can elicit total confusion as well as constrict foes, and working together, groups of naunets can temporarily bring forth matter from the plane of Chaos to disrupt foes. Like other proteans, they cannot be bound and their vitals are too random to strike at. GM Dice:
Init Order (bold = up)
Artemus can't seem to get a full read on these runes. It looks like that they are designed specifically to alter bodies with each rune focused on a different attribute. But what and to what extent escapes the arcanist.
That's been much of my past couple of years, so no worries!
Nilfyr, the ever vigilant guide, motions the party to follow him, using the blade from his polearm to line the door before giving it a fair push. A featureless hallway seems to creep alongside what should be the main chambers on this floor. Also unlike the main chambers, there is no circuitry or illumination from them . Moving slowly, the party heads straight along the path, which janks back and forth once until it leads to a new door. Nilfyr doesn't hear anything from the other side and nods towards the party as he pulls open the door. This room is shaped like two towering cylinders fused together, with the southeastern wall partially caved in. Etched into the floor in the center of each cylinder is a glowing rune. The northern rune glows green and the southern rune glows red. Detect Magic:
These runes are imbued with immense transmutation magic. While the runes are etched permanently, the magic within seems to be extremely chaotic and you cannot properly identify what will happen by touching the rune.
Nilfyr points out the hidden passage as another potential avenue of continuance.
Deciding to give the inevitables their space, the party goes the other route. Beyond the other door, the walls of this stone room are covered with shelves holding a wide variety of wires, crystals, cogs, and what look like severed wings or limbs made of clockwork. Tall stacks of similar items — arranged neatly by color, size, and less obvious criteria —clutter the floor, though a clear path runs between the two doors. A pair of mechanical eyeball whir towards the group's direction. They begin to emit sounds quickly until the kolyarut barks out from the main room, "No need to alarm; these mortals are allowed passage.". The pair of unusual inevitables begin to call down and return to their vigilant positioning. DC 20 Kn: Planes:
The inevitables are arbiters, often guides and scouts for the inevitable forces. DC 25 Appraise:
Among the various materials on the shelves, you do spy some usable gear; a greatsword, a breastplate, and a trio of tokens made of a glowing green metal. DC 30 Perception:
You happen to spy the outline of a door along western-most portion of the southern wall.
The party moves on, undisturbed by the trio of inevitables that watch them turn right from the stairs and enter into more of this mechanical labyrinth. More golden wires lead in a shimmering ribbon from the door you entered from to the next around the corner. The air reverberates with a low hum. Artemus, having a better look at the wiring, determines that there could be some value to taking the valuable metals, although it would take some time to do so. GM Dice:
Not finding anything else of worth in the small chamber, the party is about to continue on until a metallic voice calls out behind them. "Mortals, beyond that passageway is the equivalent of what you would call an infirmary for my kind. However, we have setup automated defenses to any non-inevitable that crosses past a threshold. You have been warned."
"We unfortunately have little information other than this being's release will result in a massive influx of invariabilities to this area, perhaps all of HS390, or Golarion as you call this world."
"You may secure this floor of the protean threat within this floor with our approval. The contents of this area are also of no interest. However, descent down below is prohibited as we cannot allow you mortals to risk releasing the being captive there.", the centaur inevitables declare in unison. They then lower their arms and step back, offering the sign of safe passage.
A vague area that Artemus and Faeros both thought held a statue now moves as a familiar form. "Yes, these mortals, despite their chaotic, fleshy forms, have proved themselves useful to me." A metallic humanoid form emerges, although it limps still with some of the damage it received before you first met the being. With that, the two centaur figures release their magics and lower their arms. The kolyarut asks a more properly worded question to the party, "As you stated previously that you are explorers, what is your end goal to this complex?"
@Thunderstealer: One tilts its head, almost curiously at you. "You have encountered K394-M43. It shall be noted that he required mortal assistance with his designated protocol."
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