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Thanks TOZ! everything looks good on my end.

Thanks for running this TOZ! much appreciated!

Maaldrek cannot conceal a slight smile forming at the corner of his mouth upon witnessing Zehameti's self reassurances. Stepping forward and leaning on his bejeweled cane, he hazards some kind of answer.

"A strange vision greeted us, one which had us inhabit the bodies of a group of ancient Pathfinders, all on the side of Eylysia it seems. In this vision, we battled members of an ancient Decemvirate I believe. One tall man wearing antlers upon his helm; one wearing a domino mask, and the third one escapes me... anyone? I was playing the part of one named 'Avera', an elf woman I believe, and I managed to stick the antler gent with a javelin or two... or were they daggers? hard to say... there was this strange blue mist everywhere."

Maaldrek/Avera keeps to the shadowy blue mist and advances to launch a javelin at the antler-bearing man.

javelin, df, ff, ic, bless: 1d20 + 1 + 1 + 1 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 1 + 1 + 1 + 1 + 1 = 21
piercing dmg, df, ff, ic: 1d6 + 3 + 1 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 3 + 1 + 1 + 1 = 7

Maaldrek/Avera the elf rogue casts divine favor on herself and melts into the shadowy blue mist.

Stealth, Concealment: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 1 = 11

Selected the rogue-like companion

Maaldrek shrugs and does the same.

"Always, Master Shaine. Lead the way!" says the proud tiefling, puffing his muscular red chest and straightening his various pieces of jewelry and smoothening his noble garb.

"O_O ... mushrooms!" repeats Maaldrek, extending his bowl immediately!

"I know just the place in Absalom, sure... but where are we now? surely there's a place that's closer... I'm starving now..."

"Did you say rice? 'cause I'd go for a big steaming bowl now... complete with half-cooked crunchy broccoli, mushrooms and various other ingredients of a more carnivorous nature, depending of local availability..."

Maaldrek produces the Wayfinder, saying "We are Pathfinders. Behold, 'A wayfinder will provide the path!' As you can see, this is genuine, and can produce light at will. I can demonstrate if you want. Alas, the Society's notes are divided on the subject of Zaul. Some of our predecessors were in awe of his numerous finds and adventures, but some were unimpressed and believed some of his discoveries were forgeries. What can you say on the subject of his characters? did you know him personally?"

Knowledge Arcanda: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13

"I am Visbaron Maaldrek of Oppara, and I vouch for this halfling's honesty. Let us parlay and lower our weapons shall we?"

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26 +2 with Taldor nobles

Maadlrek HP 9/10

"Ahem... well.. if you say so, Milady..." replies the large tiefling, mowing the tall grass towards the mill as he goes. He seems... sullen... somewhat. Perhaps grown used to the comforts of nobility and luxury, and unable to fully process that he suffered actual burns during this last encounter...

Light green areas show freshly cut grass! :)

"Ahhhhhhh... this feels better... still feeling a bit of stinging on the left side of my face though..." says Maaldrek, pouring on the wine and batting what's left of his eyelashes at Cara.

Maaldrek Ref DC 14: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

"....yyyyeeeeEEEEOOOOWWWW! what is this... new feeling? it STINGS!!! ...and the pain remains!! help, help! I need help now! please, NOW Cara! this is not normal..."

As the pumpkin creature advances, Maaldrek is filled with fear.

Will Save: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24 Assuming this is a pass:

Maaldrek recognizes this as an external source of fear, probably a curse or magic spell from the creature, and ignores it. He draws his scythe and moves up towards the fray.

Maaldrek moves 10 feet forward and launches a javelin at the pumpkin creature.

javelin, 30' range increment; divine favor, fate's favored: 1d20 + 1 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 1 + 1 + 1 = 15
piercing dmg, divine favor, fate's favored: 1d6 + 3 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 3 + 1 + 1 = 6

Boon try: 1d20 ⇒ 17

"This place is in dire need of weeding..." says Maaldrek, before uttering some kind of blasphemy...

Casting divine favor and drawing a javelin

Maaldrek smiles, pulls out his scythe, and starts mowing the undergrowth as he moves forward, creating a 10' wide path for the others.

@GM: there's no rules I know in regards to this, so I'll let you decide if this takes longer than just walking through the stuff. If so, others may want to move past Maaldrek...

Maaldrek takes the lead, Kreighton's Wayfinder in hand, acting every bit the part of the wilderness expert.

Survival, Wayfinder: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 3 + 2 = 23
Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15

"Would you look at that! looks like the tree grew around someone... oh, nope... it's the tree that grew into someone's shape..."

"We were told that ‘A wayfinder will provide the path,’" answers Maaldrek, pulling out the one Kreighton gave them. "If you recognize this device, we should talk, not fight."

Maaldrek looks for valuables, searching everywhere. He also picks up that hammer they went by.

Perception everywhere, with detect magic scanning everything...

Perception, Guidance: 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 7 + 1 = 20

detecting magic

"He's right, Mister Knuckles... it's glowing all magic-like... don't ask me what it's for though; I fully trust our oracle's assessment!"

Maaldrek returns to his normal form in a process that appears somewhat uncomfortable, but at least he spares everyone's sensitivities by doing the returning around one of the cave's corners, somewhat out of sight from most.

The sounds, however, carry.

"Ugh... ahem... well, this went splendidly, in a manner of speaking. Please disregard any uncivilized culinary comments I may have made when things got furry. Ah! what do we have here! lovely serpentine lady made yet another discovery hmm? isn't she full of surprises!" says Maaldrek with a wink, his attempt to bring up Lady Golkami's find clearly for the purpose of dispelling anyone's bad memory of the large sasquatch wreaking bloody havoc moments ago.

Maaldrek blocks his path.

"Did you say something about eating meat tonight, goblin?"

slam, df, ff, as: 1d20 + 3 + 1 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 3 + 1 + 1 + 1 = 16
bludgeoning dmg, df, ff, as: 1d4 + 3 + 1 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 3 + 1 + 1 + 1 = 10

Move and attack

Maaldrek has resistance fire/cold/elec 5

Maaldrek wheels about and chucks a javelin at the goblin with the green boots!

javelin, 30' range increment; divine favor, fate's favored: 1d20 + 1 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 1 + 1 + 1 = 20
piercing dmg, divine favor, fate's favored, alter self: 1d6 + 3 + 1 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 3 + 1 + 1 + 1 = 12

5-ft step south

Maaldrek moves around the corner, saying "Goblin new goes in a stew... or... put on stick with some garlic!"

He then chucks a javelin at the goblin with the red scabbard, for effect.

javelin, 30' range increment; divine favor, fate's favored: 1d20 + 1 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 1 + 1 + 1 = 20
piercing dmg, divine favor, fate's favored, alter self: 1d6 + 3 + 1 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 3 + 1 + 1 + 1 = 10

indeed...

I see some goblins on the map! should we roll for initiative or are we still stealth-positioning forward?

PS: I assume everyone stopped at the corner and did not push past Maaldrek... if someone tries to push past, he does the Castanza stopped short move with his big furry chewbacca arm!

Maaldrek looks at Wulbert with some kind of death stare, then moves up to the next corner, peeking around it.

Double move

Maaldrek quietly casts a quick prayer under his breath, taking advantage of the loud revelers to the west...

Quietly casting divine favor; do we have any foe in sight on the map GM? is west at the left of the map as usual?

Ok thanks! please delete it again then. I thought it might save some time as we're basically averaging one move action per day right now... lol!

Someone deleted Maaldrek's intended path; I put it back so the GM can see it. Please leave it there until he does; thanks!

Maaldrek advances, looking for traps and smelling the air to detect scents.

Scent DC 10: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

Perception for traps and hidden creatures: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27

Intended path in yellow, assuming the party follows Maaldrek

"Fresh scent ahead! be on your guard!" says Maaldrek.

Move action to determine direction of Scent OR tries to pick up a scent trail, DC 10: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15

After sniffing the air some more, Maaldrek casts a spell of magic detection, curious about this lonely hammer in the hallway...

Casting detect magic and waiting 3 rounds for the results; Map updated with 60' cone template; "The spell can penetrate barriers, but 1 foot of stone, 1 inch of common metal, a thin sheet of lead, or 3 feet of wood or dirt blocks it."

Knowledge Arcana, if magic auras are detected: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18

@GM: moving the pawns along... traced a rough intended path. Feel free to fast forward the action with appropriate rolls, etc.

"Old scent! no one here but ghosts! onwards!" says Maaldrek, advancing and smelling the air about some more.

Trying to pick up a scent, DC 10: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19

Double Move at 1/2 speed; sasquatch speed 40 reduced to 30 due to armor; total move 30

Seeing the dark maze ahead, Maaldrek steps forward, javelin in hand, and around the corner. Safely out of sight from most, he begins the transformation, his size swelling, muscles bulging, and thick fur growing all over his body. He yells back to Cara, "Remember the deal, lassie... you... tell... no ooooOOOOONE!!!" before completely losing himself in the next few seconds and issuing an ear-deafening roar across the cavern!

"RRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWGGGGGHHHHH!!!!!"

The brute sniffs the air from the dark caves before him, javelin raised high...
Wisdom to track by scent, DC 10: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14

Standard action to Alter Self into a Sasquatch - +2 STR, low-light vision, darkvision, scent; Move action to track at 1/2 speed towards the south

"Hmm... I vote for the cave as our first stop, only because the first lead sounds vague and complicated..."

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21

Maaldrek inspects the carved totem leaning against the wall, and gasps, "Fellow Pathfinders, come over here! I believe there is a hidden compartment underneath the horse section!"

Maaldrek shares the content of the spoiler above

"No detect magic! no spells! just... use your Spellcraft knowledge to... look at the runes over his body or something!"

As per the GM warnings, no spellcasting allowed...

"Cara, try something else dammit! you've already tried to play nice!!" says Maalrek, giving the priestess a nudge on her shoulder.

Maaldrek kneels in front of the tiny creature, and pleads for it to stop!

"Please, mighty nature spirit! we mean no harm and we wish to help you!!"

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17

Maaldrek approaches the tiny spirit dude and extends his arms out wide, showing his full height and bulging, oiled muscles, "Why don't you make like a tree and gettoutta here, boy!"

Intimidate: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11

Maaldrek suddenly remembers that he just said it wrong...

Maaldrek wrote:

@GM: please use my knowledge check result as Round 2's skill check, if that works. Thanks!

Could you explain how Maaldrek himself is calming the spirit using that Knowledge skill? Telling others what to do isn't really doing anything to calm it yourself.

I got nothing. Maaldrek does a tree-like interpretive dance.

"Incorporate leaves and foliage in your dance! these guys are spirits in charge of protecting the natural world! or try to make like a tree!!"

@GM: please use my knowledge check result as Round 2's skill check, if that works. Thanks!

Knowledge The Planes to learn what makes them tick: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16

Zehameti Golkami wrote:

(Can we *only* do skill checks here? I have a racial trait I think might be applicable instead? First time trying it though)

As this is a skill challenge and the spirit is unfriendly, casting spells would be a hostile action and not conducive to calming it long term, only short term.

Dear TOZ, let me introduce you to Egorian Diplomacy... all or nothing baby! if the munchkin fails, you can treat him like crap and he won't remember! if the munchkin makes the save, skills challenge is then over... as in instantly... win-win? :P