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Gunnar nods at the comforting words of the King, then moves towards the others.
"I know little of magics and dwimmer. But should anything require doing, I volunteer my body and mind."

I still have 52 points of fire protection, and should the Unseen Servant not be up to the task, I volunteer for the job of disrupting the circle.

"Something troubling you, Oathminder? I ask because you appear somewhat preoccupied. Forgive me if I jump to conclusions."

Gunnar sighs. The smart ones are discussing details and specifics that are beyond his comprehension, and he takes a moment to answer his liege lord.

As the battle finishes before Gunnar has a chance to act further, it soon devolves in discussions of a grander nature. For the moment, Gunnar cares little for that. Instead, he moves towards the pit where the last of the foes may lay in wait.
Despite the victory, the revenge, and the new King being crowned, he feels empty and alone.

Gunnar let's loose one more bullet aimed at incapacitating, hoping to prevent the creature from using its most destructive abilities.
Attack, Studied Target, Deadly Aim, Greater Heroism, Haste, Targeting deed: 1d20 + 16 + 1 - 3 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 16 + 1 - 3 + 4 + 1 = 23
Damage, Studied Target, Deadly Aim: 1d6 + 1 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 1 + 7 = 10 and confused for 1 round if it hits.

Current grit: 0/3

As Torvi charges, a single bullet from Gunnar joins her, aimed straight at the fish's forehead.

Assuming that I can manage to study the target before it comes to blows.
Attack, Studied Target, Deadly Aim, Greater Heroism, Haste, Targeting deed: 1d20 + 16 + 1 - 3 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 16 + 1 - 3 + 4 + 1 = 33
Damage, Studied Target, Deadly Aim: 1d6 + 1 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 1 + 7 = 12 and, best of all, on a hit it's confused for 1 round.

Current grit: 1/3

"Thou talkest of dark energies of a negative nature, wizard. Mayhaps a channeling of blessed force such as the Lady Woundmender can bring forth will wither those energies?"

"If the device in the other room was meant to hold a being of power, mayhaps the purpose of this one is to counterbalance it in some fashion? Bringing forth some dark horror?"

Gunnar dashes to regroup with the others, diving into his bullet purse to grab a special one, prepared for similar occasions.
"I've the tools for such a job." he mutters, loading the enchanted stone in the pelletbow.

Run action. Not sure how closely we are following initiative, but given the time zone differences I'll write my next turn too.

As the bullet flies, it expands to the size of a boulder, whistling through the air as if thrown by a catapult before crashing against the device.
Attack, Deadly Aim, boulder bullet: 1d20 + 16 - 3 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 16 - 3 + 1 = 30
Damage, Deadly Aim, boulder bullet: 4d6 + 7 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (1, 6, 1, 2) + 7 + 6 + 1 = 24

I'm silly and played too much of D&D 5e, I moved and full-attacked. It's only the first attack and doesn't have the -2 Rapid Shot penalty, so it's a 21 against touch AC.

"Gunnar Oathbreaker, give us your aid! This eel accosts us!"

"OathMINDER!" bellows Gunnar, seeing red at the misnomer. Still, there is little time for discussing, and the eel looks like a soft enough target to warrant little more than a barrage. Bullet after bullet flies against the monster.

Current grit: 2/3

Attack, Rapid Shot, Deadly Aim, Greater Heroism, Haste, against touch AC: 1d20 + 16 - 2 - 3 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 16 - 2 - 3 + 4 + 1 = 19
Damage, Deadly Aim: 1d6 + 7 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 7 + 6 = 17
Current grit: 1/3

Attack, Rapid Shot, Deadly Aim, Greater Heroism, Haste: 1d20 + 16 - 2 - 3 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 16 - 2 - 3 + 4 + 1 = 29
Damage, Deadly Aim: 1d6 + 7 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 7 + 6 = 17

Attack, Rapid Shot, Deadly Aim, Greater Heroism, Haste: 1d20 + 16 - 2 - 3 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 16 - 2 - 3 + 4 + 1 = 28
Damage, Deadly Aim: 1d6 + 7 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 7 + 6 = 14

Secondary Attack, Rapid Shot, Deadly Aim, Greater Heroism, Haste: 1d20 + 11 - 2 - 3 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 11 - 2 - 3 + 4 + 1 = 24
Damage, Deadly Aim: 1d6 + 7 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 7 + 6 = 18

Number mistake when copy-pasting: my last attack is a 13, not an 18, I forgot to factor the -5 penalty for iteratives.

Gunnar moves through the magic-charged air, standing at the edge of the eldritch cloud as Glenda's spell quickens his step. He briefly considers using a caltrop bead to hamper the acquatic monstrosities, but decides against it. Instead, he unloads a barrage of shots, cold rage fueling his aim.

Attack, Rapid Shot, Deadly Aim, Greater Heroism, Haste: 1d20 + 16 - 2 - 3 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 16 - 2 - 3 + 4 + 1 = 35
Damage, Deadly Aim: 1d6 + 7 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 7 + 6 = 18
Crit confirm: 1d20 + 16 - 2 - 3 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 16 - 2 - 3 + 4 + 1 = 36
Crit damage, thundering weapon: 3d6 + 21 + 18 + 3d8 ⇒ (1, 1, 1) + 21 + 18 + (1, 4, 3) = 50 8 of which are sonic

Attack, Rapid Shot, Deadly Aim, Greater Heroism, Haste: 1d20 + 16 - 2 - 3 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 16 - 2 - 3 + 4 + 1 = 21
Damage, Deadly Aim: 1d6 + 7 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 7 + 6 = 17

Attack, Rapid Shot, Deadly Aim, Greater Heroism, Haste: 1d20 + 16 - 2 - 3 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 16 - 2 - 3 + 4 + 1 = 19
Damage, Deadly Aim: 1d6 + 7 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 7 + 6 = 18

Secondary Attack, Rapid Shot, Deadly Aim, Greater Heroism, Haste: 1d20 + 16 - 2 - 3 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 16 - 2 - 3 + 4 + 1 = 18
Damage, Deadly Aim: 1d6 + 7 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 7 + 6 = 18

Using the blessing of fervor for speed. Targeting Yellow, if it drops switching to Green who may have partial soft cover. Not that attacks 2 to 4 have much hope to hit.

Seeing Glenda in jeopardy, Gunnar focuses his attacks on the slimy monstrosities. "Away with you, foul beasts! Return to the abyss which vomited you!"

Precise shot means never having to say "-4 for shooting into melee". Prioritising the ones grappling her.
Attack, Rapid Shot, Deadly Aim, Greater Heroism, Haste, BoF: 1d20 + 16 - 2 - 3 + 4 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 16 - 2 - 3 + 4 + 1 + 2 = 20
Damage, Deadly Aim: 1d6 + 7 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 7 + 6 = 18

Attack, Rapid Shot, Deadly Aim, Greater Heroism, Haste, BoF: 1d20 + 16 - 2 - 3 + 4 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 16 - 2 - 3 + 4 + 1 + 2 = 30
Damage, Deadly Aim: 1d6 + 7 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 7 + 6 = 15

Attack, Rapid Shot, Deadly Aim, Greater Heroism, Haste, BoF: 1d20 + 16 - 2 - 3 + 4 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 16 - 2 - 3 + 4 + 1 + 2 = 33
Damage, Deadly Aim: 1d6 + 7 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 7 + 6 = 15

Attack, Rapid Shot, Deadly Aim, Greater Heroism, Haste, BoF: 1d20 + 11 - 2 - 3 + 4 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 11 - 2 - 3 + 4 + 1 + 2 = 15
Damage, Deadly Aim: 1d6 + 7 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 7 + 6 = 16

Current AC: 26/20/18. Grit 1/3.

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Gunnar takes aim and unloads a barrage of shots.

At whom?

Whoops, forgot to mention. I'm attacking the dragon.

Fort: 1d20 + 10 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 10 + 4 + 2 = 33
Ref: 1d20 + 13 + 4 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 13 + 4 + 2 + 1 = 21

As the spell absorbs the fire and his hardiness takes care of the necromancy, Gunnar takes aim and unloads a barrage of shots.

Current effects: Raging Song, Greater Heroism, Blessing of Fervor (+2 to attacks, AC and Ref), Haste
Attack, Rapid Shot, Deadly Aim, Greater Heroism, Haste, BoF, against touch AC: 1d20 + 16 - 2 - 3 + 4 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 16 - 2 - 3 + 4 + 1 + 2 = 26
Damage, Deadly Aim: 1d6 + 7 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 7 + 6 = 15
Grit 1\3

Attack, Rapid Shot, Deadly Aim, Greater Heroism, Haste, BoF: 1d20 + 16 - 2 - 3 + 4 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 16 - 2 - 3 + 4 + 1 + 2 = 34
Damage, Deadly Aim: 1d6 + 7 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 7 + 6 = 19

Attack, Rapid Shot, Deadly Aim, Greater Heroism, Haste, BoF: 1d20 + 16 - 2 - 3 + 4 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 16 - 2 - 3 + 4 + 1 + 2 = 38
Damage, Deadly Aim: 1d6 + 7 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 7 + 6 = 17
Crit confirm: 1d20 + 16 - 2 - 3 + 4 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 16 - 2 - 3 + 4 + 1 + 2 = 26
Crit damage, Deadly Aim, Thundering: 3d6 + 21 + 18 + 3d8 ⇒ (6, 3, 4) + 21 + 18 + (5, 4, 4) = 65 and a DC 14 Fort save or permanent deafness
If this crit confirms, I will recover 1 grit and burn it so that the next attack will be against touch AC.

Attack, Rapid Shot, Deadly Aim, Greater Heroism, Haste, BoF: 1d20 + 11 - 2 - 3 + 4 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 11 - 2 - 3 + 4 + 1 + 2 = 18
Damage, Deadly Aim: 1d6 + 7 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 7 + 6 = 17
Grit 1\3

I am completely lost (50 unread messages when I finally had a free second to check) and have no idea what is going on or what to do, so...

Long story short, we are in an enormous cave in deeper darkness (but glowing thanks to Torvi's celestial rage) and splattered with mud, there are several Deep Ones who tried to tentacle us and then summoned a big shadowy dragon, Dasur just dropped a Wall of Fire, and we are trying to rush to the squidfaces so that we can kill them to death.

If I read it correctly, Greater Heroism makes you immune to fear.

ARGH had I read it correctly that would have been a 20 on the attack!

I think that 6x6 size is Colossal, btw.

Will, mind-affecting, greater heroism: 1d20 + 7 + 1 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 7 + 1 + 4 = 32

Gunnar faces the creature from nightmares heads-on, drawing a single bullet and aiming for the head.

Attack, Heroism, Targeting deed: 1d20 + 16 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 16 + 4 = 21 Oh, come on, not again!

2/3 grit

With a snarl, Gunnar rushes forth, cursing at the lack of targets.

Double move, total of 60 ft. considering that the tentacles are difficult terrain.

I still exist! Sorry, I was out camping for a longish weekend and forgot to forewarn you.

Initiative: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (2) + 10 = 12 Which puts me just before the Deep Ones.

"Trickery and lies wearing the face of the long-dead." scoffs Gunnar, turning away from the eidolon. He takes a few steps forward and accepts the blessings bequeated by the casters, readying a shot for whoever may react to the wizard's spell.

Readied Attack, Haste, Deadly Aim: 1d20 + 16 - 3 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 16 - 3 + 1 = 15 Well, nevermind.

Gunnar freezes at the apparition. Be it ghost, possessed or figment, he stands ready to defend the King, loading the pelletbow with a ghost salt bullet.

Anyone I would recognize?

Gunnar frowns while gazing at the supernatural darkness which threatens to ruin his plans of ambushes. As the new King moves forward, Gunnar takes to the side, smearing mud on his armor and face in case the foes can see through the cloying blackness.

Stealth: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (5) + 18 = 23
Perception: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (6) + 15 = 21 +2 if they are aberrations

I waited two centuries frozen in stone, I can wait a few more days :)

Congrats to all of your spawns! Enjoy the graduations!

"FOR DAMMERHALL!" bellows Gunnar, half in exhultance and half in grief, as he drops to one knee, arm tight against his chest.

...we did check for traps, didn't we?

"My eyes bore witness to the final days of thy ascendant, my liege. It still baffles my mind that, a day yet centuries after, I would see the bloodline of the High King reforged as thou ascendst to the throne of thy birthright. But this glorious seat hath remained vacant too long."

"A time for careful, artful regalia shalt come later. My wife was the better storyteller, but I recall the ancient legend of Queen Freya, from a time far enough that tales only carried here."
"There was a year when the winter on the surface was blowing so cold as to drive underground our foes from above the mountain, and they marched against this city in an army that had no equal. Freya's grandfather led the dwarven troops to face the foes, and so he met his demise. Freya's father led the dwarven troops to avenge his father, and on his corpse so he, too, fell. As news came, Freya chose not to rush to vengeance, not to fall again where her ascendants lain. She fashioneth for herself a crown from the hair of her shieldbrothers and shieldsisters, and side by side the Dwarves yielded not one inch, they were the rock upon which the foes' wave broke and splintered."
"I know not whether thou wouldst like a crown of hair, my liege, but I believed that some of that story's teaching is that little we can make in the forge can compare to the strength of the bonds thou hast with thy retainers, thy kin. We shalt be thy regalia."

A small voice in the back of Gunnar's head, in the meantime, is pondering his attitude.
Arst thou not rushing to vengeance, Gunnar? Wilt this day leave thee as a corpse on the stones of thy home as thou seekest the death Hilde spared thee from?

"The scaly foes gather farther, beyond the opening in the rocks." reports Gunnar, returning to the group. "Decades in the past, our craft and ingenuity cultivated here, bringing the Sun through the deepest shadows, growing life from rocks like Torag grew dwarves from stone. Now, though, our foes take advantage of the architectures, wringing their contraptions to replicate the engine that lieth at our back, only larger by orders of magnitude. I can but assume that they labor to capture one further spirit of light- and from how they chose the location, I fear they intend to enslave the Sun itself."
"I saw naught of creatures other than the ones akin to that which lieth here, defeated, but they may be fiercer when surprise fadeth. From Stonesinger's vanquishing of the former, methinks fire to be an effective opposition to their dark crafts."
He scratches a rudimentary map of the field lying ahead in the dust of the throne room, focus keeping his mind from going over the memories of last being here.
"I know little of tactics other than the hunt, my liege, but were I to choose I would approach this as one. Those of us who can hide in the shadows -or through the dwimmer- may approach furtively, picking off those who may be at the side and vanquishing them as silently as we manage. Soon as we have taken enough to stave off encirclement, or should we be discovered, then securing the device would prevent them from attempting their deeds of darkness."
"The final step shall be their blood glistening in the sole sunlight ever touching Dammerhall."

Gunnar looks at the throne room, fearing what may be inside. Who may be inside, or at least whose body. But fear and pain cannot justify faltering in the line of duty.

"I shall look ahead, my liege. Surprise may won us the day."

Dranngvit, let my feet be silent and my eyes sharp, that swift death be upon our foes.

Stealth: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (4) + 18 = 22 Dranngvit does not favor me much today.

I'm very good with waiting a bit more for Dasur as well. He's doing Sarenrae's own work and I don't want him to miss on the big clash.

"I shall take what help is offered to me." mutters grudgingly Gunnar.
No matter how distasteful it may be, my revenge is not against him.

I think so, unless Green Dwarf died in the pit without me noticing.

Magically hastened, Gunnar steps towards the pit, balancing on the slope and firing at the possessed dwarf downwards. His mind still struggles to maintain denial, to avoid looking at the face of someone at whose side he once fought.
"Are those magics keeping it alive? If so, unweave them, that our task may proceed!"

Attack, Haste, Deadly Aim: 1d20 + 16 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (10) + 16 + 1 - 2 = 25
Damage, Deadly Aim: 1d6 + 7 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 7 + 4 = 15

Ref Save at +2 to avoid falling, Haste: 1d20 + 13 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 13 + 2 + 1 = 18 which is just enough not to fall, phew.

Perception: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (10) + 15 = 25

Reflex save: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (8) + 13 = 21 16 damage, cut to 8 by fire protection.

Not noticing the state of the fallen foe, Gunnar turns to the one fighting against Snorri and unleashes another volley, aiming the first shot to bounce against the helmet, loudly but harmlessly.

Using Distracting shot: I auto-miss my first attack, but Mr. Magenta loses their Dex bonus to AC for 1 round.

Attack, Haste, Rapid Shot, Deadly Aim: 1d20 + 16 + 1 - 2 - 2 ⇒ (7) + 16 + 1 - 2 - 2 = 20 Spending 1 grit to also make it against touch AC. Current grit: 1
Damage, Deadly Aim: 1d6 + 7 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 7 + 4 = 12

Attack, Haste, Rapid Shot, Deadly Aim: 1d20 + 16 + 1 - 2 - 2 ⇒ (7) + 16 + 1 - 2 - 2 = 20
Damage, Deadly Aim: 1d6 + 7 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 7 + 4 = 13

Attack, Haste, Rapid Shot, Deadly Aim: 1d20 + 11 + 1 - 2 - 2 ⇒ (9) + 11 + 1 - 2 - 2 = 17
Damage, Deadly Aim: 1d6 + 7 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 7 + 4 = 15

I don't think it usually happens to roll FOUR critical threats in a row. I know I never had such luck when I had Snorri. I guess Gunnar is VERY angry and Dranngvit blessed him.

Oh, the website was not showing me updates.

Gunnar takes aim at the horrific leader. Enhanced by Torvi's magic and Gunnar's wrath, the pelletbow whistles as elastic energy turns into mechanical as metal balls go whistling through the air one after another, all aimed at the Deep One's vitals. Some spirit from the ancient times must have blessed his aim with luck, as four times the blow is true.

First Attack, Rapid Shot, Deadly Aim, Haste, Studied Target: 1d20 + 16 - 2 - 2 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 16 - 2 - 2 + 1 + 1 = 33
Crit confirm: 1d20 + 16 - 2 - 2 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 16 - 2 - 2 + 1 + 1 = 16
Lose 1 grit, gain 1 back for crit
Damage, Deadly Aim, Studied Target: 1d6 + 7 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 7 + 4 + 1 = 18
Critical damage, thundering weapon: 3d6 + 21 + 12 + 3 + 3d8 ⇒ (4, 1, 5) + 21 + 12 + 3 + (6, 2, 5) = 59 13 of which are sonic

Hasted Attack, Rapid Shot, Deadly Aim, Haste, Studied Target: 1d20 + 16 - 2 - 2 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 16 - 2 - 2 + 1 + 1 = 32
Crit confirm: 1d20 + 16 - 2 - 2 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 16 - 2 - 2 + 1 + 1 = 22
Lose 1 grit, gain 1 back for crit
Damage, Deadly Aim, Studied Target: 1d6 + 7 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 7 + 4 + 1 = 15
Critical damage, thundering weapon: 3d6 + 21 + 12 + 3 + 3d8 ⇒ (6, 1, 1) + 21 + 12 + 3 + (2, 1, 5) = 52 8 of which are sonic

Rapid Shot Attack, Rapid Shot, Deadly Aim, Haste, Studied Target: 1d20 + 16 - 2 - 2 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 16 - 2 - 2 + 1 + 1 = 33
Crit confirm: 1d20 + 16 - 2 - 2 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 16 - 2 - 2 + 1 + 1 = 21
Lose 1 grit, gain 1 back for crit
Damage, Deadly Aim, Studied Target: 1d6 + 7 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 7 + 4 + 1 = 16
Critical damage, thundering weapon: 3d6 + 21 + 12 + 3 + 3d8 ⇒ (1, 4, 4) + 21 + 12 + 3 + (4, 3, 5) = 57 12 of which are sonic

Second Attack, Rapid Shot, Deadly Aim, Haste, Studied Target: 1d20 + 11 - 2 - 2 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 11 - 2 - 2 + 1 + 1 = 26
Crit confirm: 1d20 + 16 - 2 - 2 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 16 - 2 - 2 + 1 + 1 = 20
Lose 1 grit, gain 1 back for crit
Damage, Deadly Aim, Studied Target: 1d6 + 7 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 7 + 4 + 1 = 18
Critical damage, thundering weapon: 3d6 + 21 + 12 + 3 + 3d8 ⇒ (1, 5, 4) + 21 + 12 + 3 + (8, 5, 5) = 64 18 of which are sonic

5' step to get a better angle (though there is still some cover), then full attack against flat-footed AC (as they have not acted yet), spending 1 grit per shot to make it also target touch AC. Every confirmed crit gives me 1 grit back, and I am assuming that they are confirmed when it scores above 14 (for cover), please correct me if otherwise.
Clustered Shots means that the damage dice is pooled before applying resistances, for up to 299 damage. And for every crit, a DC 14 Fort save to avoid permanent deafness.
What unholy abomination have I created.
Finally, I'd like to know what I can about this thing if it's an aberration and if it survives the onslaught.
Knowledge(dungeoneering): 1d20 + 15 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 15 + 1 = 35

The doors are open, so we may yet have a chance for a surprise attack.

Stealth: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (11) + 18 = 29
Gunnar flattens against the door, ice in his veins. "My skills shall serve well against the Deep One. Master Allknower, which materials shall I use for my bullets?"
He does not look at the dwarves. He could not bear the look of Hilde changed, twisted, taken, and he would not be of use if griefstruck. Instead, he sharpens his hate to a knife's edge, looking for the most vulnerable parts of the target.

Studying target on the magician for a +1 to attack, damage and some skills.

At the words of the ancestors, ice spreads over Gunnar again.
"So be it then. So be it. Revenge shall be taken here, then."
Pain is shoved aside for the moment. Grief will wait until nothing is left of the enemy, or of Gunnar, in this world.
"Let us wreak havoc on the invaders."

"If thou pleasest... If the ancestors may tell, I would seek to know of the fate of Hilde Hearthkindler. Whether she is still to be found here, or her spirit now dineth in Magrim's hallowed halls."

"'t sounds like an option for a time of desperate measures, that we harness such a force of nature. I loathe the havoc it could wreak on the stone, and I fear we may not survive the ordeal."
"But Dammerhall is more than ancient stones. Should you request it, my Liege, my prince, I volunteer my life to remain behind and bear the brunt of what may come. In thy hands and those of all of you lieth the future. I was just granted some more time."

Definitely not stopping anyone.

Dasur takes aim, ready to cover Garnet at any sign of hostility. "It said that it longeth for light! Might it be a chained foe of the Darkflame?"
Gunnar searches in his memories, still nebulous, for anything that Naarah might have mentioned about their experiments.

Gunnar shies away from the flames, back to the safer hall, now that he has learned all he can about the device. "The gears' function is naught but to be a conduit for the dwimmer! By magics only shall this furnace be quenched, for mechanics holdeth not the key to its working."

If I were Torvi, I'd also ask what the creature is. Or would that be Planes?

Third party has some amazing options for prosthetics, and I have ranks in Craft(mechanical). I say, if we lose limbs, let's go for the full Yagrum Bagarn.

Strength: 1d20 ⇒ 14

"Naarah, thou blasted fool!" grumbles Gunnar, pushing through the wind and towards the device. "What manner of fiery madness didst thou bring forth?"

With the protective spell quickly giving way, he slams a gloved hand against the device and quickly whispers the name of an unusual god for dwarves, but one respected by tinkerers everywhere.
"Brigh, I beseek thy insight!"

Using my Engineer's Workgloves: Once per day, the wearer may touch a device and instantly analyze it, learning its purpose and general method of operation, as well as diagnosing any acute malfunctions of the device, but not its magical powers or additional non-mechanical effects. I'm trying to see if in the mechanics is some other way of dismissing the creature.

Shaving off 4d6 ⇒ (5, 1, 5, 2) = 13 fire damage.

Ah, I had misinterpreted the wind, so I don't actually have line of sight to the device.

Str: 1d20 ⇒ 4

Gunnar strives to move towards the room, but the winds buffeting his body are merciless. "Fie upon this torrid air! I know of mechanics, I could tell ye the workings of gear and lever, were I closer!"

I guess I'll try to see what I can discern of the device's mechanical workings from a distance.
Knowledge(engineering): 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (19) + 18 = 37

If it's normal fire we should still have Protection from Energy absorbing 2d6 ⇒ (2, 6) = 8

Gunnar stands ready, his body coiled and tense as the springs in his pelletbow.
This time, none shall falter. This time, Dammerhall stands.

Gunnar holds out a hand, signaling caution in proceeding. "Beware! Our foe appears to sit at that end, but were they to come from here they would encircle us!"

The hunter moves towards the closest of the doors and lays an ear against the bronze, listening for every whisper.

Perception: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (17) + 15 = 32

In case more things happen while I'm asleep in my time zone, I plan on stealthing up to the melted doors.

Gunnar reaches down to respectfully touch the bones of his contemporary.
"Anchorites. Never did I wish for their life, but their devotion was absolute. Perhaps even the Flame could not turn them. Rest ye in peace, brethren. I shall fulfill your duty."

I'm as mundane as they come, so I'll be happy to just sit back with Dasur and unleash pebbles.

Gunnar, Dasur has a Scroll of Cat's Grace rustling around in his bags, he will cast it on Gunnar as they fall into line/take up the rear. Unless Dasur gets grabbed, sucked into the Black Flame, and possessed :x

I already have a belt, but thanks!