Miagnik's page

I agree with Doomed Hero, I really enjoyed the game overall and it definitely wasn't just for your sake that I hung around.

It wasn't out of boredom, honestly I just wasn't as organized in taking notes as I am now and sort of forgot the details even when I probably shouldn't have.

Thank you for running this game as long as you have, I know it can't be easy to run a game at times.

I don't know if you are ever planning to run a different game on this forum, whether it's 5th edition or something else, but I hope that you do and I would be pleased as punch if I was invited. This was probably my favorite game to be a part of.

Anyway, take care Terquem.

Miagnik adjusted his shoulder and winced in pain. He was sure it was out of place due to the hits he'd taken earlier from the undead abominations.

"Not here, though it's close by. Follow me, we don't have long to go. We might need a hammer. Hal bricked it up." He was unsure as the wisdom of bringing Moralane along but he knew keeping all the information to himself wasn't wise either. He started walking toward the entrance.

Hal never would have allowed us to come back here... but then again he tended to run headlong into situations too.

"We need to get as many answers as we can from the Eye, Moralane. But this thing is terrifying in a way I can't explain. I thought it was going to kill me and Hal but it didn't. It's some sort of Undead creature but that's all I really know.

It's old too and seems to understand everything but it's also beyond caring. Or at least it said it didn't care." he rubbed at his face in worry. "It didn't ask us to give anything last time. Maybe it won't this time either, but it's unpredictable."

He sighed.
"We did what we could for the town. Do you think we'll still be able to get allies from here."

Just checking in again.

Okay, I'd say at this point it would be a safe bet that the Paizo site has stabilized.

I hope so, I'd thought it has stabilized on Sunday too. I think they have more frequent updates on their Facebook page.

Finally! The boards were almost constantly down for well over a week there.

Miagnik's just waiting to act again.

As a possible suggestion, someone could yell to Miagnik to hold off on his plan to run off and to stay and help finish off the remaining enemies.

When the round gets back to him, that's what he'll do.

I know I don't have to clarify, but I will.

Miagnik is in a transition stage wit his alignment at the moment. He used to be a very self-serving pyromaniac who would spark a room full of gas and flammable liquids to kill a single enemy he thought was in there even while the rest of the party was in there too. After much berating however, and loss of several companions due partly, he believes, to his actions; he's learned to be more restrained and careful of how destructive his magical fire, can be. Especially where Fireball is concerned.

(There are more personal reasons for him but I'll keep those hidden for now.)

He's aware that this town is a Dwarven settlement and in the lands under Sir Henry Vessocho's, Moralane's father, protection. We're here try to gain allies, which made this primarily a diplomatic mission. Which means that the Goblin who's actively associated with her acting rashly and accidentally killing a bunch of innocent bystanders would be very bad.

This particular situation might be him learning that too much restraint can be just as bad, as trying to minimize casualties done by him, he allows enemies to roam and cause far more havoc in the long run.

Noting the Dwarf following him Miagnik halts in his tracks to look back at Beldain.

"This isn't something you want to see. You'll be better off staying here and helping Moralane deal with the remaining undead... You've got a similar fighting style to hers. Make sure you use it and keep at range from the drowned maidens. My magic is too destructive for large groups of regular townsfolk nearby."

I've always felt that the Knowledge checks revealing the strengths and weaknesses of monsters should be based on how commonplace that sort of creature would be within typical Lore.

For the zombies and skeletons it would absolutely work, but for rather unique Undead, like the Drowned Maidens, it would require trial and error. Which you could then turn into lore by inscribing it down afterwards.

Oh man, hope everything's going good for you Terquem. Hey everyone, I'm going to be heading to go out of town to my best friend's wedding for the upcoming weekend. Should be back by Sunday and able to check in again then.

...Sigh, once again Paizo ate my post from days ago. I wasn't confused but now that things are laid out in perspective, I realize how foolish Miagnik was being about abandoning the fight. Despite in-game clues, Miagnik hadn't actually caught on to the fact that the Maidens were actually very close the location of the treasure chest.

I knew they were because I could read what they were saying but the chaos and fighting caused by the sounds of battle made it too hard for him to hear. Now if someone closer to the action were to yell the information out, it would probably change the goblin's mind about leaving.

Feel free to update the game, Terquem.

Miagnik definitely changed his earlier action when it looked like others were still rushing to the maidens and trying to keep up with them. He gave Moralane protection against cold damage so she could chase after the maidens directly.

The Goblin is now going to interact with something that would be better off buried and forgotten about.

The Chase, Round 3: Revised plan

Miagnik waited to release the destructive ball of flame... but then he saw more Dwarves run in from the side of the street and even Agos moved in. He was frustrated but then the blinding flash of light flared out and suddenly there were fewer zombies left standing.

In that moment he realized that he and Moralane did not have to solve everything. These Dwarves that he had just met were all here fighting for their home just as much as they were. He had gathered these ones here and he'd brought them to Moralane. Now he'd give them a chance to prove their mettle to her.

"Okay Moralane, I've brought you your allies. I'm going to the Eye of Lakoradak."

He reached out quickly saying a spell, "Kaaren Okaagec"
Casting Resist Energy-Cold on Moralane. (Cold -10, 1 hour)

"Don't die before I get back!"

Then Miagnik will start moving to the Eye.

So Miagnik is going to wipe out the skeletons and zombies with a fireball, he is trying to wait for the area to be clear but it may still roast some animals. Despite Barnabas's earlier warning.

Shaking his head, Miagnik glared at Moralane. But he nodded. "Fine! I'll clear the way and then I'm going!"

"Get back from the undead!" he shouted while holding out his hand.

Miagnik will wait to see if the group backs away. If they do, he will throw a fireball at square U-27.
Fireball, Dc.17 reflex/half: 6d6 + 6 ⇒ (4, 6, 2, 5, 1, 2) + 6 = 26

Oh man, I didn't think I'd ever have to go back to the Eye. But sometimes we have to do things we don't want to.

@Terquem: Actually before I do something completely rash, I have two questions.
1. Could the maidens be overheard talking to each other by the group who was on the eastern side of the map?
2. Did any of the townsfolk listen to Miagnik about getting away from the two Drowned Maidens?

The answers will alter how Miagnik at least will continue with the next part of this.

"We still have to stop them first. Wait, the EYE?!!" Miagnik yelled back, moving forward to the clearing to actually see Moreland. "But Hal said he didn't want us to go back! Ever!"

Moralane nodded quickly and took a shuddering breath, forcing everything she was feeling back down. "Miagnik!" she shouted "Where are you!"

Standard Action: Casting Magic missile on the zombie on X-20.

"Gharlin Ghereel'daan"
Force Damage: 3d4 + 3 ⇒ (4, 1, 1) + 3 = 9

Miagnik's head jerked toward the sound of the yelling. He recognized that voice.

"Moralane! I'm here and I found some new allies! But we've gotta help protect the town first!"

As he saw the Maiden's conversing he began shouting at the people still fighting in the thick of things and knew they were in danger from the maidens cold auras. He started to move forward but found himself staggering as his head swam and his vision faltered.
5 ft. adjust forward.

"Get back! Get away from them!" he pleaded with the crowd while throwing his arm to the side, causing his flaming sphere to roll after the closer of the two maidens.

Move action: move flaming sphere to V-23.
Dc.16 reflex save vs. Fire damage: 3d6 + 3 ⇒ (1, 3, 2) + 3 = 9

Glad to hear you're better now, Terquem!

Ooh, thanks Kurgan. That's a really interesting build with the weapon mastery feats. I had no idea there was something like that. I may have to borrow that idea for a different game I'm in.

Also, of course everyone's favorite pyro sorcerer goblin is still involved.

Battle at the intersection, RP.
"Be careful, the drowned maiden and her skeletons will explode in bursts of ice when you destroy them! Everyone who's fighting the undead, get back here! We're here to help!" Miagnik warned the crowd.

Round 1: Battle at the Intersection

Initiative: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12

"Dhalkec Taagaan"
Flaming Sphere appearing on the zombie in space V-21

Conjuring up a rolling ball of fire, Miagnik dropped it on top of one of the zombie standing between two of the townsfolk to his left.

DC. 16 reflex: 3d6 + 3 ⇒ (5, 1, 5) + 3 = 14

Prayer is a 40 ft. Radius centered on the caster.

Moralane has the repose domain ability with a high wisdom score. So you could start staggering them with that.

Miagnik stopped running forward, noting the icy maiden before Baranbus began berating him from before."What? No, I wouldn't anyway, there's too many locals who could be hurt!"

Forcing himself to halt his advance, he remembered the lessons he'd learned from Maelodakh about recklessly charging into the fray against the Drowned mMidens and their minions and instead called to Stephanie's cool headed instructions about defending ones self.

"Kaaren Okaagec" Summoning the inner flames to shield himself from the chill.
Resist Energy- Cold, -10.

Leaving the Porker's Pants

Miagnik paused in his unsteady advance to acknowledge the other Dwarf calling out to them and to allow himself a moment to stabilize. "Uh... hail, Beldain. Any help is accepted is appreciated, but know we're walking towards danger."

Outside the Porker's Pants

Miagnik gladly accepts Agos's hand and pulls himself to standing on unsteady legs. His head still throbbed from the pain of being knocked around several times.

He glanced down at the giants and then north towards another fight going on. "I think I can move again. Trouble, yes. I was hoping to explain it better tomorrow, but know that these giants were the same ones Moralane and our companions slew back in tombs below Outogal Hollow. We're fighting against a conspiracy of Sir Guise and Omara, a group of Necromancers and there's the Vampire Queen's curse and... no there's too much to explain!" Miagnik was shaking and grabbing his head with both hands.

"Wait, the Dwarf in the street, someone skilled with healing needs to see to him!" Miagnik said, pointing southward past the Giant bodies.

"This is our fault for bringing these things here to Three Willows. If something happens and I don't make it, you need to find Moralane! Remember her name." he said beginning to make his way northward. "I can't heal anyone, but I think I can help those people!"

Round6: Outside the Porker's Pants

The fleeting images danced in his mind as Miagnik looked up at Agos. He was about to say thanks when his vision focused on the much larger figure looming above them both.

His head hurt badly and while he just wanted to lay down and rest, yet they might all die. Reaching out with one hand, he muttered a much more familiar spell aiming up at the remaining giants face releasing a thin cone of flame.

"Rhogec Mac!"

Casting defensively: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (17) + 9 = 26

Burning hands, Dc.15 reflex: 5d4 + 5 ⇒ (2, 4, 3, 4, 3) + 5 = 21

Glad you're feeling better Terquem.

Miagnik wrote:

Well here's to hoping everyone else manages to finish off the Giants.

::Gulp::

Those fireballs did help!

Yep, 6th level sorcerer gets one 3rd level spell. I had actually toyed with lightning bolt or Halt Undead, especially for this game, but fireball was just too awesome and completely in my characters wheel house.

Well here's to hoping everyone else manages to finish off the Giants.

Outside the Porker's Pants - Round 5:

Stabilization check: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (8) - 2 = 6

"Huh?!" Miagnik gasped out, trying to recover from his own shock at the explosion that had just occurred. Then as Barnabas yelled at him about that, his head snapped over to the Dwarf as he tried to explain. "I didn't know I could even do th-" and then he was cut short as he got smashed through his defenses by a giant.

"Gaah!" Miagnik was reeling from the hit. Not quite able to recover, he suddenly realized that maybe he'd made a big mistake by sending the one Dwarf he knew with healing magic away.

There was no guarantee he could run or get away form here now. He craned his neck to look up above the giant into the night. Not that he wanted to. If he ran, the Dwarves would never recognize him or his reasons for coming.

The night sky was beautiful. Somehow even through the rushing pain, he'd instinctively come to understand the moment of truly explosive fire magic. He could wield it better now. Taking a deep inhalation of breath, Miagnik determine he would light up the night with fire once more.

Ignoring the blood coming from his mouth he spoke out loudly. "Khruul rhor... Dhegaakach!"

Concentration: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (18) + 9 = 27

Fire rolled forth from his throat and another ball of flame shot out from his mouth into the night sky. This time he'd aimed it higher above the 3 giants heads. They were all larger so it shouldn't touch the ground this time.

Fireball, Dc.17 Reflex: 6d6 + 6 ⇒ (4, 6, 6, 1, 5, 3) + 6 = 31

The fireball flew out past the Giant's head and detonated in the air behind it engulfing it in flame.

The world exploded into fire around him. It was not the first time this had happened, but he hadn't really been expecting it.

Reflex save vs. self-inflicted fireball, Dc. 17: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21

He managed to shield himself from the worst of the flames, and even though his scales were resilient they were hotter than he'd expected and he still got burned.

By a player standpoint, I really wanted to launch the fireball in the air near the back left square 5 ft. above the Orange giant's head. However, I can't really justify that particular move from the character's standpoint. As the goblin basically launched a fireball at the face of the lead giant.

This will still mostly have the desired effect of hitting all 3 giants but also will roast the goblin, the animal companion, and the summoned creatures too. Also it will create a noticeable explosion of fire in the sky.

In the streets outside The Porker's Pants. Miagnik 5 ft. Adjusts back toward AG-24. Free action, he will grow claws this round.

Miagnik eyed the giants that had stamped up to him. He hadn't realized until they were upon him that he was shaking again, despite his insistence that the Dwarf Agos had retreated.

He backed away but saw the other Dwarves standing to fight.

He clenched his hands, his claws grew long and he began speaking the words to a spell. He imagined a ball of fire rising to the giant's face.

"Dhal'..." the image in his mind changed. The rolling ball of fire changed, instead it erupted into a giant burst engulfing the giants.

"D... Dhegaakach!"

As he yelled the word his throat lit with orange flame and a small ball of fire flew out.

Casting defensively, Concentration: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22

Fireball

Fireball Damage, Dc 17 reflex: 6d6 + 6 ⇒ (6, 4, 3, 2, 1, 2) + 6 = 24

Round 2: Outside the Porker's Pants

Even as Miagnik withdrew from the giants he wondered if the Dwarves would be safe enough.

"Agos, hurry get inside!" he said moving to the older Dwarf trying to hurry him through the door. Even as he gave the Dwarf a push and looked at the giants still meandering down the street, he let out a worried breath and whispered a further spell of protection.

Tech.

Miagnik is moving to AH-24 and casting a shield spell on himself.

I'm honestly never quite sure how to handle Sorcerers learning new magic overnight. Do they just instinctively realize they have this new spell and level of magic? Is it sort of an emotional thing like you might see in a movie?

Hmm, I'm sorry Terquem. I realize that I'm not actually at the Miner's Lantern but I just went post hunting and couldn't find the request for that. I'm sure if you ask again it will be done.

Sounds good, Terquem.

Outside the Porker's Pants

"I helped to kill them."

Outside the Porker's Pants. Miagnik is moving to space 27 and casting Mage Armor.

More giants already?! Its too soon... the goblin's gaze narrowed as he focused on them and he recognized several areas where they had previously been burned.

With a sinking feeling, Miagnik, stared up at the giants and began backing away. "No, not new. The same ones."

Initiative: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10

"Beldain, get back inside! Those giants came here looking for me." he said to the Dwarf.

As he moved he began to utter words for a defensive magical spell.

"Ghaarlan Aguur"

The Porker's Pants

Miagnik turned his gaze from the wounded Dwarf to Barnabas.

"I might have an idea." he said as he moved away from the blacksmith and out into the open street to stand at Beldain's side.

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25

Horrible Undead! Or giants. But probably self reanimating Undead.

Agreed with the above posts. Good luck with the Hawaii wedding!

Hmm, I wonder what the serious post is going to be? I do love cliffhangers.

The Porker's Pants

Miagnik turned his head and watched as the Dwarf who came barreling back in collapsed.

They're back? he thought, confused for a moment. But the blood on the Dwarf and Barnabus moving out the door shook him out of his questioning. Recent weeks had made him used to reacting on a moments notice.

Instead he moved to stand by the door where he had a view, but the slumped Dwarf held his attention.

"Agos, you're a cleric, right?"

Alright, that's good to know about those particular weapons. Going to have to try casting Identify on them later.

As for the rest of the Porker's Pants goers, is it obvious that there were any other patrons listening in or is Miagnik unsure?

He doesn't really get the too much idea, he's willing to show up at the park with the entire Inn if they'll listen and follow him.

The Porker's Pants

He acknowledges the Dwarves as they start to leave with a nod.

"That's a good start. But how many more can I bring?" He glances around the tavern.

The sudden intensity of the Dwarf pulled the goblin's attention. But it was the phrase he'd said that made him regard the Dwarf anew.

Mafolin?

"Miagnik... and you? What's your name?"

The Porker's Pants

"Uh, there's a park. It's where Moralane said we'd be meeting. I didn't actually learn where it is but it shouldn't be hard to find. We're meeting there tomorrow. After I'm done here, I'll meet up back with her and let her know about how many I expect to be coming. We'll also need to resupply. I'll probably do some of that tonight but I imagine we'll need to get all those who join us gear too."