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Prioritize Ourselves Over Other Priorities (POOOP)?
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Ryul is me, the previous GM. You are still needed.
Cool, chuck it in there whenever ready then.
Let me know when close to ready Paloma, I’ll have one last gameplay post to put out for the transition.
John (and the rest of the pathfinders) luck out. Instead of a formal dinner, a series of finger foods has been put out. The format is ‘schmooze with high society’ while eating and dancing if you want. Open bar, of course. Nigel pulls each of you aside to talk with Pendleton a bit so he can give his personal thanks. He gushes over how awesome each of you are and promises to periodically stop by the lodge to keep up with the group’s exploits. Each pathfinder is also supplied with a personal aid to guide them through the event, introducing them to everyone at the party and give them a few quick talking points if needed to keep things smooth. It’s almost like they have experience dealing with adventurers.
The top marked off boon is actually a negative boon you would have gotten if Pendleton had died. The bottom marked off boons are for Dark Archive only, Cashel got one of two of them. Let me know if there are any issues, I can easily re-issue.
I updated the sheet to reflect our current tracking colors, at least through what Sobek has updated (red for any scenario that anyone has played). I also still need a dayjob from Cortina, but have started working on the chronicles.
The invite arrives two days later and your Venture Captain STRONGLY encourages everyone to go. Jack has yet to hear exactly when the Numerians will be able to take new-friend cyberplasm home, but he has been checking on them daily. The cyberplasm is trying to learn to shape themselves into shapes that mimic sign language, but communication is quite slow.
The Blackros estate is imposing, but quickly becomes incredibly warm and welcoming when they discover Pendleton alive and safe. They offer everyone a drink and promise to arrange a meal in the society’s honor later in the week. Nigel is quite happy with the results and takes a group of servants back to the museum to start on cleanup. He is mumbling something about a special display on laser weapons in action.
The group wakes up Pendleton, who seems very confused but happy to be alive. He follows along for the moment asking a bunch of questions about what happened. The plasm is able to keep up with Paloma without issue. It follows the pathfinders back to the lodge, where it is quickly decided to send a runner to the Numerian embassy. Upon arrival of a representative and a fairly quick summary, the embassy arranges for appropriate transport. It isn’t simply done, but it is arranged. The society manages to find a good place for the plasm to stay until it can go home. Deciding to hand deliver Pendleton to the Blackros estate, the group sets off there next. Meanwhile, Cashel reads his note from earlier again and thinks of a couple options that may… complete the request better. Cashel: Convincing Nigel to help you granted you one of the two available DA boons. To get a second one, you will need to succeed at any of three options, which will all add oomph to his promise to help the DA. One, magically persuade him (Charm person? Suggestion? Something like that). Two, Intimidate him with some blackmail documents you found in his office (I skipped this discovery in game, but you would have found them). Three, subtly bury a tracking chip under his skin. You got these chips from the numerian bodies in the first room and the tracker from Pendleton. It requires a sleight of hand check while ‘treating his injuries’, so you would have to come up with an excuse to do further treatment. You can try all three, but only need to succeed at one. You obviously can include your allies in these tasks, but that is up to you. Hence the spoiler.
I should be able to crank out the chronicles by this weekend (Friday ideally). Who’s up next to be Master of Games?
The creature thinks for a moment and then replies, ”Well, I’ll do it. But only if you promise to make sure I get back. I don’t know if this person’s family will be so nice, but if you all think there is a safe way for me to get to my ship, I’ll take it.”
And with that deal brokered, silvery mist begins leaving Pendleton’s body. It comes pouring out of his mouth and nose and oozing out of his pores and eyeballs. Eventually a human being appears, who collapses to the floor unconscious but alive. A large mist coalesces next to him and waits for directions. The robot deactivates and the group finds some more technology that they can claim for the society.
It was nicely linear once started so it just flowed from spot to spot, but basically you all wrecked the three combats and negotiated out of two more possible ones.
Whelp, that roll AND roleplay in gameplay will do it, bypassing a nice fight at the end. Sorry to those wishing to beat up a sentient cloud of nanites! I will get a nice post up in gameplay to start wrapping things up later, when I have time. But for now, start getting those day jobs in and asking/rolling any FJC stuff y’all might have. I will also have some stuff for Cashel to try to do to get the second DA boon on the chronicle, but that will also be in gameplay.
Cashel has time while he walks to think about what the creature inhabiting Pendleton might be. From the description given of a 'grey mist' earlier and seeing it occupy a host, he finally puts it together. It is what is called a 'cyberplasm', a Neutral Fine Construct. In addition to the normal construct AND swarm traits, it has two very interesting abilities. The first relates to being able to create the hungry fleshes you all faced downstairs (I won't bore you with those details). The second... Infest: As a standard action, a cyberplasm can attempt to inhabit a Large or smaller corporeal creature. The cyberplasm must move into the target’s space (dealing swarm damage in the process), and the target must succeed at a DC 15 Fortitude save to avoid being infested. An infested creature retains its physical ability scores, hit points, special attacks, and natural abilities, while the cyberplasm uses its own mental ability scores, base attack bonus, base save bonuses, alignment, and mental abilities. The host is considered unconscious while infested, and can’t take actions or control any of its own abilities as long as the cyberplasm inhabits it. The infested creature gains 2 slam attacks appropriate for its size if it doesn’t already have slam attacks. While infesting a host, a cyberplasm can’t access its host’s thoughts, skills, or mental abilities, and it loses its swarm traits (including immunity to weapon damage) and use of its extraordinary abilities. Any damaging attacks or effects affecting the host deals half of the damage to the host and half of the damage to the cyberplasm. Any electricity damage dealt to the host deals full damage to the host and the cyberplasm (and the cyberplasm is still subject to its vulnerability to electricity). A cyberplasm deals 1 point of Constitution damage every hour it is inside a host. If the cyberplasm reduces its host’s Constitution score to 0 in this way, the host’s body dissolves into gray dust and is destroyed (similar to a disintegrate effect). A cyberplasm can end its infestation as a move action, appearing in any space adjacent to the infested creature. If the host is slain, the cyberplasm is immediately ejected and is dazed for 1 round. A remove disease spell has a 50% chance to force a cyberplasm from a host, but the creature receives a saving throw against this effect. Anytime a creature infested with a cyberplasm is subjected to electricity damage, it can attempt another DC 15 Fortitude save to eject the cyberplasm. __________________ The cyberplasm responds to Cashel's questions, "Big, metal, flies through space. Maybe it's transponder is broken? Or out of range? Where exactly are we?"
The creature seems intrigued, ”My home is a ship, do you know where it is? I have been trying to call it, but so far no reply.” It continues, ”I don’t have any plans to leave this body, at least until it expires and I need to find a new one. Hands and solid form are much easier to use to do things with. Are you though… suggesting an alternate host so as to save this one?”
The creature’s fear appears to fade as the pathfinders make no threatening actions and Paloma attempts to communicate they are not going to harm them. They wait the two hours until Cashel returns. Jack certainly doesn’t have any experience with radio waves or transmitters or anything like that, but he does remember going to a university lecture on the topic. He can’t remember why he went to the lecture, maybe it was to impress some lady friend? Either way, that’s what the sparking parts seem to be. The clothing worn by the creature does match the description given of Pendleton. Cashel finally speaks words it understands. It cocks it’s head and listens, then responds. It seems… unfriendly now, which is better than hostile at least. ”I am me. I do not know who this person is you wish to rescue, is it maybe this meat husk I inhabit? Perhaps that is the case. What I wish is to go home.”
Cashel barely recognizes it as some sort of transmitter.
The ‘thing’ repeats its question after the spell is cast. Cashel hears, ”Who are you and what do you want?” Now that you know the words, you can tell that the tone is both frightened and hostile.
Jack and Sobek lead the way up. They peek into the top room and see a hooded figure working at the north workbench. The group files in and takes tactical positions. A large robotic construct stands in the middle of the room. It is watching the pathfinders, but appears to be waiting for a command. A mosaic of the night sky and winter constellations covers the domed ceiling of this circular chamber. Rich embellishments fill the walls, and a plush carpet covers the floor. Heavy antique furniture has been overturned or broken, much of it incorporated into a series of sparking devices. The hooded figure turns and you see his face. It’s… humanoid. Maybe even it used to be human too. But now, trails of glowing… runes? Sigils? Tiny bugs? Trace and retrace their steps upon the person’s flesh. It speaks. An echoing vibrato that reminds one of metal grinding on metal. ”त्वं कोऽसि किं च इच्छसि”
Cashel tries to use prestidigitation, but it fails to remove the grease (much too high of a spell level ability to be removed by a cantrip). However, after about a minute’s time, the grease turns into a white powder and crumbles to dust. It seems to no longer be harmful. Prestidigitation now easily sweeps it away. The group finds two fairly secret rooms. One leads into a supply closet with nothing of interest. The other leads into a hidden freight elevator that goes down to the first floor and basement. There is nothing else of value found in the room, but a doorway to the east has been smashed open. It leads to a stairway going up.
Paloma takes care of any issues related to these nasty oozes, assuming no one takes a running dive across the diseased greased floor in the next minute?
Paloma and Jack beat and batter the slime, but it remains a threat until Sobek cleaves right through it, chipping the stone floor below. The blubbery foe collapses with a *goosh*, threat no more.
Jack bwongs the ooze after Cashel zaps it with acid. Paul moves in to help free Cortina, who makes it out of the slime’s grasp before stepping away. Paloma gets around to where she can help the cleric. Sobek slashes into the beast successfully. It schlorps forwards and tendrils slaw towards the dangerous Jack.
The dangerously deft Jack who easily dodges.
Bold are up!
Cashel lands his acid again, yay! Sizzle sizzle.
Jack whacks. *Bwong* goes the slime. Paul, Cortina, Sobek, Paloma & Cheeper are up!
The slime ooze tumor monster seems to care not for your plans, simply attacking the easiest target it can. for and for And the Dwarf cleric is smacked while being wrapped up tight, the tendrils squeezing hard. She can also feel her immune system kicking into high gear. Cortina, Roll Fort v Disease twice (one for hit and one for constrict) failure won’t prevent you from taking your turn normally.
Bold are up!
Grappled: A grappled creature is restrained by a creature, trap, or effect. Grappled creatures cannot move and take a –4 penalty to Dexterity. A grappled creature takes a –2 penalty on all attack rolls and combat maneuver checks, except those made to grapple or escape a grapple. In addition, grappled creatures can take no action that requires two hands to perform. A grappled character who attempts to cast a spell or use a spell-like ability must make a concentration check (DC 10 + grappler’s CMB + spell level, see Concentration), or lose the spell. Grappled creatures cannot make attacks of opportunity.
A grappled creature cannot use Stealth to hide from the creature grappling it, even if a special ability, such as hide in plain sight, would normally allow it to do so. If a grappled creature becomes invisible, through a spell or other ability, it gains a +2 circumstance bonus on its CMD to avoid being grappled, but receives no other benefit.
Sobek is up!
Paul, Jack and Cortina stab, smack and splat the ooze back into a puddle of diseased goo. Cashel redirects to the other ooze, but misses this time.
Bold are up!
Red explodes in a spray of goo and ichor, though fortunately none of it gets in anyones mouth. Blue and green move up to keep attacking tasty foods.
But the pathfinders’ tactics are sound… or lucky.
Bold are up!
Paul sinks another arrow into the blood-red blob. It doesn't regenerate, which would probably annoy it if it were sentient enough to be able to be annoyed. Jack smacks it, making it wibble wobble again. Sobek smacks his target, then steps back to wisely let it eat Paloma. Cashel zaps it again with acid. The pathfinders are whittling these gross things down! But more importantly, aren't letting them heal.
Bold are up!
Cortina whacks the compressed blob in front of her, it wobbles like a big bowl of jelly and then tendrils slam out towards her!
But misses. The other blob schlorps forwards, chasing its prey Sobek and seeking tasty flesh.
And also fails to hit. The one in the back shifts forward but doesn’t try to push past.
Bold are up!
Paul shoots an arrow into the difficult gap between allies and foes, calculating poorly. It doesn't matter, he hits anyway! The ooze doesn't seem to care. Cashel splashes the other front facing ooze with acid, it sizzles and shudders. Jack steps back and drinks the nasty banana flavored broad spectrum antibiotic. Sobek steps back and swaps out weapons. Paloma *kerzaps* her ooze again! She should switch to this weapon as her primary option, it's amazing.
Cortina is up. I am busy this weekend, but if you get up a post I will try hard to move us along.
Cortina draws a wand and blesses the group! Paloma draws a laser pistol and easily blasts the red ooze. It’s almost like she knows what she is doing with such an obscure weapon.
Cashel tosses his quarter staff to Jack (move action), who catches it and puts his sword away (two move actions). Cashel draws an antiplague (2nd move). Paul and Sobek draw and drink antiplagues. The blobs slime their way forward towards food (double moves).
Bold are up!
Sobek and Cashel quickly identify these as Hungry Fleshes, Neutral Large Oozes. Both recognize that all oozes are mindless and immune to flanking, sneak attack and crits. Sobek recalls no weaknesses, but they do have a slam attack that can Grab and eventually Constrict in addition to all their attacks having a Disease component. The Disease is a one minute onset, once daily Cha/Con damage, 2 Cure tumor flavored ability. Cashel recalls they have a slime trail that acts as a grease spell and also is infested with their disease (triggered if touched with bare flesh). He also recognizes they have a unique regeneration ability that heals the ooze for five HP every time it takes slashing or piercing damage, but can be stopped for a round with fire or acid damage.
The group gathers up everything and heads towards the next spot to investigate.
A gigantic reptilian beast is on display in the center of this expansive gallery, ferociously leering over the collection of taxidermied animals and monsters. Many exhibits have been smashed or torn apart, scattering limbs and sawdust across the basalt floor. A small door at the eastern end of the room is labeled “Private Events Only."
Three quivering piles of tumorous flesh emerge from behind the exhibits, leaving trails of slime as they hungrily search for sustenance!
Bold are up!
This is a long, narrow presentation space for visiting academics, adventurers, and pathfinders to share their knowledge. The stage at the north end is raised 2 feet higher than the seating area, but is otherwise unremarkable.
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A collection of staff offices greet the group. While Paloma meditates and regrets the loss of innocent plant life just doing what it's supposed to do, the rest of the group searches the offices. They find a bunch of normal paperwork.
__________________________ Paloma sees faint drag marks heading east towards the Hall of Legendary Beasts (B19).
The wily rogue slips into a flanking position, allowing Jack to step up and strike at the distracted foe. His blade barely hits, but cleaves deep into the flesh of the bulb. Paloma's fireblast ignites the tips of the plant's tendrils and they burn down like a fuse, incinerating the last enemy. All is quiet in the museum!
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The group finds that one of the display stands in this area contains a secret cache! Inside is a pearl of power (2nd lvl spell) and a whip feather token. ___________________________
This room, titled the 'hall of incantations' displays magical objects of historical significance. Spellbook pages depicting nearly two-dozen cantrips have been carefully framed and hung around the room's perimeter. Most of the items on display here though are merely non-magical replicas of magical items. ___________________________
This gallery is a collection of unexplained or bizarre curios, more akin to a carnival sideshow. Exhibits include a colorful folded manual from Arcadia, a pickled gnoll fetus, twelve carved crystal brains and a clockwork device with no apparent useful function.
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The three pathfinders find the stench a bit stronger than they suspected, but still mange some success. Sobek moves in and then drinks an antitoxin. Cashel drills the foe with magic and then Cortina screams ‘LEROY JENKINS’ as she charges in wildly to spear the bulb of the plant cleanly. It’s tendrils droop and stop wiggling.
The other one steps back into max range and slaps at Jack, then Cortina, then decides based on success who gets a third swing. for
Jack takes a tendril across his pretty face, leaving a large welt that begins dripping puss into his mouth.
Bold are up!
The rogue moves defensively and also guards his nose against the stench. The closer plant steps back and flails at Jack!
Missing everything.
Bold are up!
She blasts the front plant with fire, always a good choice! Jack gets a good whiff of the plants as he rushes forward.
His stomach feels a bit off (Jack is sickened for 1 minute), just barely distracting him enough to miss. Paul is up!
The pathfinders, frozen in indecision, have the choice taken from their grubby little hands as...
Warm colors and skillful paintings of scenes and landscapes lend an inviting charm to this salon. A few small tables and chairs have been up-ended and scattered around the floor. Double-doors to the north are labeled “Hall of Incantation,” while open passageways lead east and west.
...two strange, vibrant plants emerge from a side room and slowly but dangerously whip about their trio of tendrils. These creatures have spiked heads and look to be ready to attack!
Bold are up!
The pathfinders follow the trail up the stairs and onto the second floor. They quickly determine where the bathrooms (B15) are. After relieving themselves, they have a decision to make. Up the hallway Sobek is guarding or out into the main area (B12). Cheeper is overwhelmed with the scent at first, but eventually points that the strongest scent (most recent) is towards the open area (B12).
Jack almost cleaves a small cellar spider in half when it startles him, but otherwise nothing else jumps out at him. The group finds a set of stairs heading down into the basement, there is no evidence of any recent activity heading down though. They also find another cache of emergency supplies, identical to the one found in the Aroden statue in the entry room.
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