Pilzip picks up a lesser antidote at the commissary.
"Any plans for confronting the imposter?" he asks his fellow students.
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"Huh! Well, two big pieces of news."
"Should we try to stop this Salathiss now? He's plainly dangerous."
Pilzip dances in to slash at the serpentfolk.
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Pilzip looks for weak spots in the remaining defender, then attacks with a spell.
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Pilzip recalls what he knows about serpentfolk, hoping to find a weak spot.
Keeping his distance from the poison, the grippli unleashes a bolt of cold.
"Let's kick down the door and tell them that their leader is dead!" Pilzip doesn't seem content to wait. "I'd rather not fight them, and it seems like they're already scared. I bet we can chase them out."
"Thanks for the patch up, Baldrek. And, let's hope you are right!" When everyone is ready, the grippli leads the way further into the mansion.
"It seems the Academy isn't the only place that serpentfolk have infiltrated." Pilzip casually gathers the jewelry from the fallen imposter. "It seems even the Mayor has been replaced! I wonder what happened to the originals?"
"Asanda!?" Pilzip gasps at the news, leaving him open to the creature's attack. He slashes out with his own sword and casts a shield of arcane energy in place. for and
Pilzip rushes away from the cat, slipping behind the serpentfolk. for and for and
"Ack, a snake!" Pilzip manages to react before the imposter and fires off a blast of energy before shielding himself. for and
"We could ask you the same thing. Do you have a license for that creature?" Pilzip doesn't know quite what he's dealing with here, but keeping the enemy talking seems a solid strategy.
"Building inspectors! You've really let this place go!" Pilzip bluffs for time as the group surveys the room.
Pilzip whispers to his companions. "What a mess! Flooding has really done a number on this place, too." The flooding problems in the city seem to be way beyond what would naturally occur. "Should we head upstairs before we're totally soaked?"
The threatening display of the snake startles Pilzip, but he searches his mind for all he knows about cobras, then blasts away with a magical attack.
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"Why did it have to be snakes!" Pilzip mutters in characteristic fashion. He uses the advantage of invisibility to fire a blast of ice at a flat-footed snake.
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Pilzip tries to create a distraction, tossing a stone into the nearby underbrush.
"You can follow me, I'll show you where to step. Some, let's circle around to the south, out of sight of the guards. I'd rather not hurt anyone to get to the bottom of this."
Pilzip motions the other students to the side of the street. "We could try to circle around and bypass those guards," the grippli suggests. "They look like nasty characters."
Pilzip takes a scroll of gaseous form, figuring it might be helpful in infiltrating the manor. "We'll get to the bottom of this--and rescue anyone that we can."
"There may be bigger crooks in town, but that doesn't mean you aren't guilty. Off to the guard with you." Pilzip glances around the hut to see if there's any contraband or stolen property, then quietly mentions to the others, "We should check in with the faculty before we accuse someone as prominent as the magistrate-mayor."
Pilzip moves in and slices at the gang leader. for
The area around the mesmerizing grippli is crowded, so Pilzip tries to remember if he's seen the creature before and then hits it with a ray of frost.
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"Haha, no I and Froglegs!" Pilzip titters nervously. Screwing up his courage, he calls on the earth to open over the robed figure and timidly protects himself with a shield.
Crushing Ground: Cast somatic, verbal Range 60 feet; Targets 1 creature Saving Throw Reflex; Duration 1 round You tear open the ground then slam it shut. The target creature takes 2d6 bludgeoning damage with a Reflex save. Critical Success The target is unaffected. Success The target takes half damage. Failure The target takes full damage, is flat-footed, and takes a –10-foot circumstance penalty to Speed. Critical Failure The target takes double damage and is flat-footed and immobilized. It can attempt to Escape against your spell DC. If it doesn't Escape, the target takes an additional 2d6 bludgeoning damage when the spell ends. Heightened (+1) Increase the initial damage and additional damage by 2d6. (6d6)
"Well, at least he didn't try to snack on us." Pilzip mutters to his fellow students. "Let's continue on to see if we can still catch up with the boss."
His scrambling mind attempts to remember something about the creature.
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"Oh, a dragon!" Pilzip is interested in the creature, but not interested in being bit by it. He directs a bolt of magic at it and then shields himself. for and
Pilzip motions the group to shelter out of sight in the shed. "Take a breather, and I'll watch for any alarm."
Pilzip feels a connection to the swampy ground beneath his feet, and sends a shift in terrain under the dwarf. As the dwarf is reacting, the grippli slashes with his sword.
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"Ack! My blood!" Pilzip hops to his feet and strikes out at the tricky dwarf.
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Pilzip sends an electric charge running through the two grippli guards, then slashes at one of them.
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Pilzip tries to stab one of the guards in the back, then casts a magical shield.
"It seems sound to me. Baldrek, do you think you could collapse the second hut on those inside! That would be a great trick."
"Sounds like a solid plan!"
Pilzip can barely contain his excitement. A secret crime lord? A hidden lair? What an unusual day!
"I think you were pretty rash, but maybe the guards will feel differently." Pilzip is happy to tie bonds around the alchemist's wrists and lead him to the nearest guard post.
Pilzip finally draws his weapon and circles around to give the angry alchemist a slight stabbing in the back.
Pilzip dodges some of the fire, then stomps his foot on the floor, opening a crack that runs across the room and opens under the alchemist!
He pulls a magical shield up to hide from thrown bombs!
So much for diplomacy. "Wait, what?! We're not even blood donors!" Pilzip croaks. "We're just hear to see what's going on, not get vengeance. This is a factfinding mission." The grippli takes a step away from his friends and attempts to calm down the alchemist.
"Is everyone okay? Thank goodness those creatures weren't running loose on campus." Pilzip examines the pipe in the room and also looks for the way forward, deeper into the cave.
Pilzip slashes at the creature again, and raises a barrier of force, hoping to protect himself from the beating that Ubasu is currently taking. for and
Pilzip advances on the elemental that is attacking Ubasu and attacks it twice. for and
Pilzip tries to recognize the creatures from his studies, and flings a bolt of ice at the one who hasn't acted yet, figuring he might cool it down.
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Pilzip draws his sword and runs into the fray, trying to stab the wounded minotaur in the back.
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Pilzip gulps, tries to remember what he can about minotaurs, and sprays a blast of frost at the closest enforcer.
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Knowing his tendency to put a foot in his mouth with his over-curious questions, Pilzip lets others do the talking.
"There's nothing like a good mystery. If this person wanted to send a message, why not just talk to the masters?" Pilzip scratches his head. "I'm sure Xhokan will at least give us a promising lead."
"Yes, please call on the academy again if you need anything," Pilzip tells the grateful farmer. "Well, I learned something about drakes. Evidently they are crazy for cattle!" Pilzip makes a note to study drakes in his next semester. "Shall we investigate the mysterious fires? I want to know who is setting them, and why!" The grippli can hardly contain his excitement at poking his nose into the mystery.
Pilzip helps to set up the cages, arranging them carefully.
"Perhaps an illusion to draw them in?" Pilzip looks around the group, unsure if anyone has yet studied such a thing.
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