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Linguistics?: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11

Dunno if it's a skill roll or what, but I do hope we can try again if so.

"Yes-yes, now that I've studied the language enough,I think-think I can solve the puzzle easily enough. Here-here, what do you think?"

Mikkitar spreads his notes out on the table and begins to piece together possible answers to the puzzle door.

Don't forget your channel is now 2d6, Sandu

"No-no, not yet-yet. But that door certainly could-could be blocking access to who knows what-what. I'm just about done learning the old tongue-language, and brushing up-up on the history of this place-place. Give us a few day-days and I'm sure we will-will get that door open."

[Ooc]Mikkitar took Linguistics and Kn(history) for learning about Thassilon and the area, as well as the Identify formula. So our ability to piece together these clues should be a bit higher now.]/ooc]

Woot!

More burninating all the citizens!

"We-we found a door with many-many runic markings, in the same language as the puzzle box we solved before-before. Since none-none of us can read the runes, we made notes and will-will need to study the words and see-solve the password."

"Yes-yes, back to town olease-please. I am in need of-of reagents, and a library "

Mikkitar buries his nose in his notes, trying to puzzle out the doors answer by sheer stubbornness.

"Yes-yes, stupid human-girls made a gang and were being very dumb-foolish. We all lived and they mostly did not-not, so good trade for us, Yes-yes."

"Yes-yes, the words and runes are like the puzzle box, but I don't know what they mean-mean. If I can take a good likeness, we can use the library back at-at the Pathfinder house to make some-some guesses."

Mikkitar takes out his book and draws the runes and images as closely as he can for further study.

"I must-must learn this language soon-soon. If we are going to keep finding more-more stuff like this, it only makes-makes sense."

Mikittar approaches the trapped door and observes it from a safe distance.

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10
Kn(arcana): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22
Spellcraft: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25

"Yes-yes, we can look and see-study the door. I would wager-bet there is a rune phrase or word to open it up, and the girl-girls could not figure it out-out."

"With the girl-humans and their were-rat leadership dead or fled-fled, we have some time now to study-look at that magic door. The puzzle box was using code-code and ancient Thassolonian runes, i see no reason-reason this door would be wildly different-different. What do you all say?"

"Well-well, looks like we must head back-back down to investigate more. Did we clear everything on-on the way here? I seem to recall we missed-missed some rooms on the lowest level-level."

Level 1? I think we may have a few undiscovered rooms down there.

"Yes-yes, this place feels like a rat-lived Warren. Too open, though, much-much too much space for one or even two people-living. But I wonder-wonder, where did they go-go? Run away? Hiding?"

"I dunno, what-what do you think this place was for-for? Giant vault of treasure? Portal to-to another plane? Some vicious monsters jail-jail?"

"Let's go-go to the northwest, then clear the room-level in a clockwise rotation, yes-yes."

Mikkitar makes a bit more jingling noises as he moves, happily wearing his new chain shirt in place of his leather armor.

"No-no idea whose sigil this is. But the pendant is-is valuable, we could sell it for-for some decent gold I'd guess. Theres also coin-coin here, a sword, and some armor. I could use-use the chain shirt, but if one of you needs it more-more, that's fine by me."

Mikittar hands over a sheet of paper and some charcoal.

"Here-here, this should work. Maybe this dead guy has-has something to help us here."

"Yes-yes. Dead and long mummified, I'd guess. I mean, recent era dead, not ancient burial moind type dead, but long enough ago-ago."

Mikkitar rummaged through the corpses pockets and checks the clothing for value in and of itself.

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26

"There were letter-words and a puzzle to link-connect them. And yes-yes, if there is a magic passage-window, no stopping them from climbing-jumpong out. If they have a were-rat like earlier, their rodent form-form should climb just fine-fine."

Mikkitar looks around for hidden doors, switches, or anything the party may have missed.

"Uh, what-what are you talking about? The wall is-is there, is it not?"

Mikkitar looks at Sandu and Nocki with some confusion, then runs his own paw along the wall.

Will?: 1d20 + 1 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 1 + 4 = 10

"Weird, I can swear I smell salt-salt air, like being on-on the shore. But when I look around I can't see-see anything like a door or window or anything-thing. Oh well, let's go-go."

Mikkitar follows behind Nocki, crossbow readied.

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16
Will: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 1 = 11

"Maybe they-they ran away? I mean, we haven't been very-vwry quiet coming here. If they're smart-sharp, they will have fled-run and not come back."

"After you, friend. "

"Right-right, we should go and find-hunt those remaining tower girls. Then we can seek-look through this puzzle door."

"More-more rats looking on and spying. More than likely another wererat is down below-elsewhere. I wonder if the triangle piece will work-work like a key. Or maybe there is some kind of password-activation?"

Mikkitar makes sure he has a bolt loaded and his crossbow ready to fire.

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20

Me too. Let's burn some stuff!

Not me. Common, Goblin, aklo, undercommon.

"Yes-yes, the puzzle box and this burning-door must be related in some fashion. Maybe they-they were constructed by the same-same people?"

Mikkitar let's out a low whistle at the sight of this architecture.

"Well-well, this is-is quite interesting. Someone put a lot-lot of time and effort into this place, God's only know-know how long ago. I wonder what this was for-for, hmm? And those doors are probably the-the burning portal that human-girl spoke of up above."

Kn(Arcana): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20

"Well-well, here's where they-they ate their meals, at least. I dunno who-who this statue lady is supposed to be, but maybe it's a-a valuable thing to take-sell."

"Yes-yes, this magical portal seems too dangerous to be-be left in the hands of these dumb-stupid human-girls. I hope we can do-do better than them at least."

Any leftover alchemical items get scooped up into Mikittars bag, then he checks his crossbow and gets ready to proceed.

"Everyone get-get a climbing kit? Plenty to go-go around."

"Bombs? I need more-more time to mix reagents for them-them. Tomorrow at the-the earliest. But-but with these sticky-bags, we can glue them to the-the floor and bash em. And I have some fire flasks that will do almost as-as much fire, just in a smaller blast-blast."

Mikkitar takes an hour and brews up another mutagen, this time a strength enhancing one.

"This-this will let me swing as hard as a fighter-guy, for about 20 minutes, at least."

"I-i could use a few moments, brew up another mutagen. My bomb-grenade catalysts are used up, but I have-have more fire flasks to throw, and plenty of crossbow bolts to shoot-shoot. Maybe the fallen-dead have some potions to use, yes-yes?"

Mikkitar rummages through the dead tower girls stuff, looking for potions or weapons specifically.

"Stupid human-girls always ask the same question. Yes-yes, drop blade-knives and speak truth, then be gone. Your dead-dead need not have burned up, but-but that was her choice-choice today."

Mikkitar conveniently forgets he initiated this fight with a preemptive grenade, but thats just semantics as far as he's concerned.

"Yes-yes, run-run, tuck tail and flee-scurry before we burn you all to death! Drop your blade-knives and leave now."

"Mouse? Mouse? You call me mouse and then taste the fire and burn-burn to death!"

Mikkitar reaches around the corner and fires his crossbow at the woman to the north.

Shoot!: 1d20 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 5 + 1 = 25 to hit, for Piercing: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5 damage

Confirm!: 1d20 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 5 + 1 = 9 to hit, for Piercing: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2 damage

Wererat takes Burn: 1d6 ⇒ 3 damage

"Priest, yes-yes, and more fire to burn you out-out!"

Mikkitar tosses his last bomb at the wererat, hoping to see her and the others go up like candles.

Bomb!: 1d20 + 5 + 1 - 4 - 4 ⇒ (2) + 5 + 1 - 4 - 4 = 0 to hit vs touch, for fire: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6 damage + 4 fire splash damage 10' radius, DC 15 ref for half.

It lands scatter: 1d8 ⇒ 5 just past his intended target, but in plenty of room to hit most of the foes.

Were rat also takes Burn: 1d6 ⇒ 2 damage from previous failed save.

Just re-read explosive bombs and a target that takes a direct hit gets lit on fire automatically. The save is a full-round action to extinguish, rolling on floor grants a +2 bonus and 2 gallons of water will immediately extinguish as well.

"Olander, Nocki, DUCK!"

Mikkitar whips another alchemical bomb over the dwarf's head, targetting the were-rat once more.

Bomb!: 1d20 + 5 + 1 - 4 - 4 ⇒ (8) + 5 + 1 - 4 - 4 = 6 vs touch, for Fire: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5 damage, DC 15 ref or catch fire, 4 splash damage to all within 10', DC 15 ref for half.

Assuming a miss, that'll land at scatter: 1d8 ⇒ 3 1 square away to the north

Forgot to add, the were rat will take an additional fire: 1d6 ⇒ 3 damage. GM decision if that ticks at end of my turn or hers.

Mikkitar pokes around the corner and fires his crossbow at Green.

Shoot, PBS: 1d20 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 5 + 1 = 7 to hit, for Piercing: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6 damage

"Burn! Burn to death and die screaming, traitor scum!"

Ugg

Initiative: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21

"Stupid girl-girls! We've been merciful-charitable so far but now you need to be gone-gone and away! I'm tired of all this game-play and you-you!"

Bombs + groups + damage resistant target = yes please

"Better idea! How about you catch-catch!"

Mikkitar tosses a bomb directly at the were-rat, hoping to catch her on fire and blast some of her allies in the radius.

Throw!: 1d20 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 5 + 1 = 16 to hit touch, for Fire: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5 damage, DC 15 or catch fire. All within 10' take 4 fire, DC 15 reflex for half.

"Treasure dump spot-spot? They brought it up-up and stashed here for-for later grabbing, maybe? We should check-check it out, maybe its useful for us going forward-down."

Mikkitar peers into the box and around the amphora, not unsealing or opening anything fully closed.

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21

"This-this seems an ideal spot for an ambush. Watch your bsck-backs."

,Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20

"Yes-yes, sticky-bags are most dangerous if you get glue-stuck to the floor. It will last less than a minute, but that could be plenty-plenty for a single fight. Best trick is to avoid-dodge them, next best is not get glue-stuck to the ground. For smoke, not much-much to be done. Although it might-might be good to use for moving enemies around where we don't-don't want them."

"You go-go, do not think to betray us and you will live-live this day. If you go back to Magnimar-city, ask around to see what happened to Natalya-girl and her gobbo scum. Be warn-warned, and go quick-fast!"

"Good-good, smart girl talks and asks, rather than attack-fights and gets shot in throat. Wise choice."

Mikkitar lowers his crossbow slightly, but keeps it ready to fire if she turns violent.

"We met-fought a were-rat down below, she chose to yield-surrender and left this place. We offer you same-same, tell us about Tower Girls, this trapped fire-door-portal, and any other hidden danger-threats here. Also, have you seen a triangle of metal about size of your-your palm, with round slot for stone?"