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Very nice wrap-up, GM.

"Luurg, how are your nuts?" McKieg asks. "Might be nice to plant your seed among the villagers here, too."

"Yes, Vegpig, I think this tale ends with the survivors all living happily ever after."

Thanks, Kristin, the Chronicle is good-to-go, and your GMing was first-rate, as always.

I enjoyed this module, and the chance to play McKieg. I don't normally play a combat-focused PC, so this was a welcome change of pace.

Any time the team wants to get back together, you can count me in.

Guidance, Detect Magic, Spellcraft - Headband (DC 23): 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 4 + 1 = 23
Guidance, Detect Magic, Spellcraft - Wand (DC 19): 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 4 + 1 = 7
After the rest of the team has identified the magical properties of most of the recovered treasure, McKieg mutters a prayer to Yuelral the Wise for guidance and examines the headband and the wand.

"This is a headband of alluring charisma +2," the warpriest says, then shakes his head. "But I'm not sure what this wand does."

"Well done, Luurg," McKieg compliments the half-orc, watching him work the complex alchemy. "Soon you'll be turning straw into gold."

When the alchemist's brew successfully stops the transformation of Wadi into a frog prince, the dwarf breathes a sigh of relief.

"Now we need to prepare enough to save the villagers."

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May 2020 usher into your lives more meaning, more happiness, and more prosperity.

Having first checked to see if Gerlach can be stabilized and saved, McKieg searches him before returning to the team in Mohl'omog's lair.

Detect magic, Take 20 Perception for 24 or: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24

"Well done, friends." McKieg congratulates the team and draws a wand, activating it to mend his wounds.
CLW: 2d8 + 2 ⇒ (1, 5) + 2 = 8 (32 charges remaining)

"Wadi, do you need help?"

Once the casualties are treated, McKieg checks on Gerlach, to see if the misguided fool can be saved.

After that he returns to Mohl'omog's lair and aids in the search, checking for magical auras, as well.
Take 20 Perception for 24 or: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16

Fortitude DC20: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21
Wounded but unrelenting, McKieg resists the worst of the god-creature's draining tentacles, and swings his axe again, cleaving another great gash in its hideous flesh.
+1 adamantine dwarven longaxe, Bull’s Strength, Divine Favor, Bless, Inspire Courage, Power Attack, Furious Focus; Damage: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (19) + 14 = 331d12 + 14 ⇒ (6) + 14 = 20
"Go ahead, Angel, we'll keep Mohl’omog busy!"

+1 adamantine dwarven longaxe, Bull’s Strength, Divine Favor, Bless, Inspire Courage, Power Attack, Furious Focus; Damage: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (8) + 14 = 221d12 + 14 ⇒ (3) + 14 = 17

McKieg swings his axe. "Mohl’omog, your evil ends today!"

"Thanks, Princess!" McKieg says, thrilled as his muscle get all swoll.

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McKieg wades through the water, ignoring the illusory beast and the wall, entering Mohl’omog's lair, his dwarven longaxe ready, if the god-beast tries to get closer.

Double move.

"Thanks, Princess," McKieg says and sloshes through the shallow water.

Using his holy symbol of crystals as a focus, and with a murmured prayer to Yuelral the Wise, the warpriest sends a burst of radiance into the cavern. The brilliant flash of shimmering light explodes next to the god-creature Mohl’omog.

Damage, if evil: 5d4 ⇒ (3, 4, 3, 2, 2) = 14
Reflex DC15 or blinded for 1d4 ⇒ 2 rounds; if successful, dazzled for 1d4 ⇒ 1 rounds.

"No harm done, Princess. Can you get this thing off me?" McKieg asks.

McKieg rolls his eyes as the ensorcelled Tiffany throws her nuisance net over him.
Salve of Slipperiness, Escape Artist DC20: 1d20 - 1 + 10 ⇒ (2) - 1 + 10 = 11

The war priest calls out to the team, "The illusion is intangible, and you should be able to pass through it to get to the real Mohl’omog in the chamber beyond, right Luurg?"

"While Mohl’omog is focused on the projected image, he or she should be deaf and blind, and vulnerable to attack."

McKieg looks around to try to determine the project image spell's line-of-sight.

The dwarf glances at Tiffany, realizing she could become an immediate threat. Then he looks at Crocodilla, hoping the summoned creature will continue attacking its current target.

(At least for this round, it might continue to attack the bad guy, right?)

"Yes, Mohl'omog's image is an illusion, but she's still dangerous."

I think this thing is a she. McKieg grimaces. Not sure where to look, to know for sure.

As he'd intended, and before the team and its summoned allies scatter, McKieg activates his wand of bless.

Then he wades through the murky water toward the alien god-creature, Mohl’omog, a firm grip on his longaxe.

Having heard Luurg's report about the horrible tentacles beyond the illusory wall, and seeing Wadi grease himself up, McKieg retrieves his own dose of salve of slipperiness and applies it a coat to himself. "I'll use my wand of bless as soon as the summoners' help arrives."

With casters summoning allies, McKieg waits to activate his wand of bless, until the summoned creatures appear.

When the team gathers together, McKieg uses his wand to cast bless, then puts it away. (43 charges remaining.)

+1 adamantine dwarven longaxe, divine favor, fate's favored, power attack, furious focus; damage: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (5) + 11 = 161d12 + 11 ⇒ (1) + 11 = 12

Wading through the deep water, McKieg sidles up next to Luurg and swings his axe at the blinded skum.

"Moving!" McKieg yells, hustling up to Luurg under the cover of a bombardment of fire and glitter.

Taking a position on the half-orc's flank, the warpriest uses his fervor to cast divine favor upon himself.

McKieg listens to Luurg's abbreviated recon report, grateful he can also read the half-orcs thoughts for more information.

"I mentioned it before, but it would be prudent for someone stealthy to also scout the way ahead along this passage, before we pass through the illusory wall."

"Fascinating. The magical section of wall is just an illusion and not really there at all," McKieg adds in a whisper, running a calloused hand over his bald head. "But even though I *know* that it's not real and that I could simply walk through it, the wall doesn't actually fade from my sight like most illusions would once disbelieved."

"I suggest it would be prudent for one of our more stealthy brothers and sisters to scout ahead, though, before we attempt to pass through and discover whatever is on the other side of the illusion."

Will DC17: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13 (Steel Soul and Glory of Old: +5 vs Spells & Spell-like Abilities)
"Just ahead and to our right, I detect an aura of magic." McKieg whispers, pausing to focus on it. "A section of the wall is registering as magical, giving an aura of illusion."

(I'm pretty confident the feat and trait bonus apply to the Will save, but I'll wait till you rule, before I open the spoiler.)

"Thanks, Sheela," McKieg says, accepting a dose of the motion-lotion.

When Luurg signals he ready to move on, the dwarf advances with the half-orc, using his darkvision to peer ahead and looks for magical auras.

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"I don't think any of us possess the skill to dispel or disable an alarm spell," McKieg whispers. "We'd best be prepared for an enemy that will be prepared for us."

While the rest of the team gets ready, the warpriest casts divine favor on himself. (1 minute)

Then the dwarf looks at Luurg and nods, indicating he's ready to advance with the half-orc.

Guidance, Spellcraft DC16: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11
McKieg sweeps the path ahead for magical auras. "The passageway directly in front of and just beyond this branch glows with an aura of abjuration," the dwarf whispers, "but I'm unable to identify the magic at work."

"Perhaps, one of you can identify it?"

The dwarf draws his wand of bless, activates it, then stows it away. (44 charges remaining)

"Let's move." McKieg grips his longaxe, loosening the muscles in his neck.

Might be time to acquire a wayfinder with the discerning enhancement.

While Luurg searches the pool and others study the magical gem, McKieg moves forward to establish far-side security at the junction.
(Darkvision, Take 20 Perception for 24, detect magic)

Guidance, Spellcraft DC26: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 4 + 1 = 7
"Sorry, friends, but this magic is beyond my ken." McKieg is hopeful another member of the team has the skill to determine the gem's properties.

"Thank you, Adyr," says McKieg, accepting the healing from the bard.

Then the dwarf expends two charges from his wand of cure light wounds restoring himself to full fighting form. (Average of 2 charges = 11hp; 34 charges remaining)

Regaining consciousness, McKieg looks up at... no one, and with a swift flick of his wrist releases his wand of cure light wounds from its spring-loaded sheath and activates it.
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2 (36 charges remaining)

Fortitude DC19: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23
Little more than a crushed, bleeding pulp, McKieg falls unconscious, and the giant crustacean lets his limp form fall to the ground.

Fortitude DC19: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22 (+3 vs Poison?)

Grappled in the giant lobster's claw, a crushed and bleeding McKieg drops his axe and draws his cold iron dagger. He utters a swift prayer, "Yuelral the Wise, sanctify this blade as a sacred weapon."

He thrusts his dagger at the lobster, but the creature's hardened shell deflects the weapon.
Cold Iron Dagger, divine favor, Sacred Weapon, Inspire Courage +2, Furious Focus, Power Attack, Grappled; Damage: 1d20 + 8 - 4 ⇒ (5) + 8 - 4 = 91d8 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16

Then McKieg steps back, in front of Luurg, and swings his axe again at Red Lobster.
+1 adamantine dwarven longaxe, divine favor, Furious Focus, Power Attack; Damage: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (13) + 9 = 221d12 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 10

(If red was killed earlier by the AoO, then McKieg will stay where he was, in front of Adyr, drop his axe and use his cold iron dagger as a sacred weapon against blue, +6 to hit and d8+6 damage.

When McKieg sees a second giant crab join the first, he swings his axe at the monster, but he cracks the stone walls instead. Blast it, man! Should have been easy to hit, squeezing into that tight spot like it is!
AoO vs Blue (-4AC penalty from squeezing), +1 adamantine dwarven longaxe, divine favor, Power Attack; Damage: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 101d12 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11

When the red crab moves in for the kill, the dwarf seizes the opportunity to deliver another powerful blow to the creature.
Combat Reflexes, AoO vs Red, +1 adamantine dwarven longaxe, divine favor, Power Attack; Damage: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 231d12 + 9 ⇒ (8) + 9 = 17

(I might have mistaken which of the critters suffers the -4AC penalty for squeezing.)

McKieg fervently calls on Yuelral's divine favor and advances on the large lobster, flanking the monster with Queen Rainbowprances.

+1 adamantine dwarven longaxe, divine favor, Flanking, Furious Focus, Power Attack; Damage: 1d20 + 9 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 9 + 2 = 231d12 + 9 ⇒ (7) + 9 = 16

"Another giant crab!" McKieg swears. "If it gets close, I'll take a swing at it."
Combat Reflexes, Power Attack with Furious Focus, +1 adamantine dwarven longaxe; Damage: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 181d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

McKieg joins Luurg, taking point as the team resumes the march, moving with the half-orc to the next bend in the passage, peering into the darkness.
(Darkvision, Take 10 Perception and Survival for 14 and 17, respectively.)

McKieg keeps an eye out for danger coming from the north, while the rest of the team investigates the pool and the skeleton's spear.

Detect magic, Darkvision, Take 20 Perception for 24, or: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

Spellcraft DC21: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22
"Whoever set this trap, he or she used a programmed image spell. Only a very powerful arcane caster could manage something like that. Best be on our toes," McKieg informs the team.

Pleased that he was able to identify the spell, the warpriest murmurs a prayer of gratitude to Yuelral the Wise, and then he follows Luurg.
(Take 10 Perception and Survival for 14 and 17, respectively.)

Hardy, Steel Soul, Will DC19: 1d20 + 8 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 8 + 4 = 23
"The injured villagers! They're nothing more than a very convincing illusion!" Heeding Tiffany's warning, McKieg backs out of the chamber.

Then the warpriest casts detect magic, looking for other auras in the room.

"Thanks, Adyr. I'd prefer to conserve my fervor, but I can help out if more healing's needed."

Stealth: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (20) - 1 = 19
McKieg follows Luurg, and seeing the dying villagers, he drops to one knee in the center of the carnage, grips his holy symbol in a meaty fist, and expends a double portion of his warpriest's fervor to stabilize and heal them.
Positive Energy to Heal: 2d6 ⇒ (5, 4) = 9

Survival: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24
Once McKieg and the team move into the area where the southern passage rises above water level he halts. "Look! Several pairs of damp footprints run in both directions - from the way we just came and from somewhere further ahead."