From the other side, Maffei times her blade strikes hoping to inflict the maximum damage she can despite the creatures tough exterior
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Stepping up to flank with Tanssi, Maffei slides her blades across the creature- attempting to inflict extra damage to the abomination.
"I can perhaps provide some force, though it is a twisting of the weaves that causes it to function. That said, amplification is a trickier task. I can cast it as many times as needed, but not in some augmented form" Maffei ponders for a moment, before thinking out loud. "What would the risks or harm be, for targeting the window but not destroying it in the first attempt? I could try my magics, and see if there is enough strength to damage the portal. Even if it takes all of my energies, small amounts of damage should eventually add up- IF we have enough time."
Maffei moves around, following the leaping catlike shadow around to the east of the creature. Setting her feet, she drives her scimitar into the side of the snake.
Maffei makes quick work of the clapper. "That should buy us a little more safety, but no point wasting time." And she steps off with a gleam in her eye- scimitar at the ready.
Taking a cue from Irlana, Maffei scrambles- up blade in hand- to help disarm the low tech alarm and prevent any future risk. Glancing out across the grounds, she mentally traces their steps through the monastary- attempting to figure out when, and where, they might have been seen and identify any future threats.
"We have a few options. We could try to barricade this entrance entirely, and find another way out- or we could attempt to plan our route through the rest of grounds before it gets too light"
Maffei eyes up the door and the space, looking for any wires or loose stones that might indicate a trap
"The potions are certainly an option, and I like that thought. Once someone changes, communication is all but impossible- though it is easy enough to dismiss when ready. Your plan seems reasonable enough to me"
Maffei moves along with the gust of wind, and summons up a shadow arc of fire that washes over the wasps.
Upon seeing the alchemist bring the vial to her lips, Maffei swings out at her arms with the scimitar in her hand.
Maffei sees her moment and takes a chance- arching and flexing in ways that wouldn't seem possible, she attempts to move past the alchemist to end this retreat.
Turning, she swipes out with her blade at the now flanked alchemist.
Holding the back of the line, there is little the Shae can do besides release another blast of missiles at the creature.
Yea, I don't know. My herolabs lapsed so I can view the character but it doesn't let me edit things to figure out what I did wrong when I built her. My stats section has been updated and will go from there. Sorry! I play mostly 2e now, so some of these specific 1e things have left my random access memory. She's actually a great character and I love the way she is built.
Sorry for the continued confusion regarding Maffei's stats. I built her in hero lab and it seems like my math and the stat block don't line up, even after accounting for the negative levels. Going back to your stats: CL 2, DC 17. Two negative levels. So healed, she should be CL 4 and DC 19?
Maffei moves up to the corner, but is unable to really approach the retreating woman. She draws her hands apart, forming a dark energy in her palm that stretch into black shards before streaking off down the hallway.
Maffei draws her blades and levels them at the woman.
Readied Attack:
Maffei swings in retaliation, nearly landing a devastating blow. She quickly follows the creature across the room and swings again- the blade finding a sensitive spot. She pulls out the blade, and examines the wound to see if the creature bleeds.
Maffei slowly moves across the floor- pausing with her blade at the creature. Counting down in her head, she slides her blade against the creature before spinning into a full-blown attack.
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Seeing the creature, she backs down- hand signaling the shaman to follow her back down the staircase. Once safely at the bottom, she explains the situation and draws a rudimentary map. "I think its better for us to be in the same place at the same time. I don't fancy my odds against this thing 1 on 1. We may give up the complete surprise- but with 5 of us it will be a much better fight"
Maffei moves quietly up to the stairs, and then slowly up the flight- pressed tight against wall and peering into the newly revealed space.
She gracefully moves from column to column until she is approaching the statue- which she tries to place
Spoiler: Knowledge (arcana) +15, Knowledge (planes) +15
Maffei continues to press forward into the room, looking around before moving quickly into the dark space- blending expertly with the shadows as she shifts behind the first wave of columns.
"Ah, goodberries... one of my favorites", she reaches over and casually swipes them into a pocket. "You never know when they will come in handy"
"That sounds like the same plan I would suggest. I am ready when you are"
The shifting, black, shadow moves up to the window and glances in- attempting to identify any sources of light, movement, or potential traps in the immediate area of the main door.
Once satisfied that she has seen everything that she can, Maffei steps back and reconvenes with the group to make a plan.
Even in the darkness of night
Maffei's shadowy shape moves up next to Andwise and the shifting, flying, shadow of Tanssi- her blades catching the moonlight in the court yard. "There is no reason to make this harder than it needs to be"
Maffei Slides into the room, hugging the wall to the north and facing up with the red kobold.
Despite her planning, the flash seems to have significantly less impact than Maffei had hoped. Despite the hang-up, she moves into the space, sliding to the door and attempts to unlock or otherwise open the main entrance to the gate.
Maffei looks left and right, trying to determine a potential entrance through, into the chamber. She coalesces shadow around her and she moves it through the arrowslit and into the room before it explodes in a 10 ft flash of bright light, targeted to get as many kobolds as possible in it. Lesser Shadow Evocation (at will): Burst of Radiant Light, DC 22:
You tap energy from the Plane of Shadow to cast a quasi-real, illusory version of a sorcerer or wizard evocation spell of 2th level or lower. Spells that deal damage have normal effects unless an affected creature succeeds on a Will save. Each disbelieving creature takes only one-fifth damage from the attack. If the disbelieved attack has a special effect other than damage, that effect is one-fifth as strong (if applicable) or only 20% likely to occur. If recognized as a shadow evocation, a damaging spell deals only one-fifth (20%) damage. Regardless of the result of the save to disbelieve, an affected creature is also allowed any save (or spell resistance) that the spell being simulated allows, but the save DC is set according to shadow evocation’s level (5th) rather than the spell’s normal level. Non-damaging effects have normal effects except against those who disbelieve them. Against disbelievers, they have no effect. Burst of Radiant Light:
Immediately after the flash, Maffei will climb through the arrow slit + 10 if low light/dark in the room.
"I think we should either investigate the rotting stench, or seek to control the belfry. Once those are taken care of, perhaps we could surprise whoever is in the monastery's living corridors."
"Let me look around tonight after dark. If things are clear, I say we go in later tonight, under the cover of darkness. I should at least have a clear way scouted for us..."
"I like theese plans. If Tanssi would bear me, I may easily access the compound and report back."
Maffei's blurred form shifts, as she hefts her weapon and steps up alongside Sir Falcon. "It appears that it is time... Let us go"
Thanks for the clarification. I'll double-check the slides, but she is now upgraded with no negative levels!
Sounds good!
Is there anything else that makes her special/different? Has she leveled?
"There be none, far as I know. The jungles, of course, have dangers fer their own- but Warvil be choosen this spot precisely fer the lack of people to interfere with his bounty."
"This be Warvil's folly. Ship wrecked, was here, fer nearly two years. Once ye get on the beach, you'll be seeing an big lagoon and a waterfall hidden back in 'e center o the island." As she is speaking, she unfurls a map and begins tracing a route through island and the jungle. "First ye be heading inland to the lagoon ter find the start of the trail. Follow it up the ridge and back around ter to peak. Thar be a ruined temple, uninhabited fer as long as anyone can remember. That be where ol' Warvil left the last of the horns." "I can be getting yer close to the mouth of the lagoon, but the Magpie be to big to make it much past them rocky shores."
As Craigie reenters the Captain's quarters, Hinsin is in the process of leaving. He, too, has a broad smile across his face and is whistling a simple melody. As you pass, the steward gives you a nod of the head before heading back below deck to hurry the crew. Captain Varossa is sitting at the table in her quarters, but the two pieces of the horn appear to be stowed back in her dresser. She looks up from a page of notes as Craigie reenters. "Aye, so we be good to ship off? Fer the best anyways. We be heading to Warvil's atoll and finding the last of the horns. I be thinking it'll only be 3 or so days- less something unexpected happen in route."
"We be closer now than ever. One more peice, and we 'ave it all. From there, it just be figurin; out what to be doing with it. Lucky fer us, I be savin' the easiest of the three fer last. Warvil, davy jones bless his soul, found himself stranded on an island fer 2 years after wrecking the Magpie there- bloody fool. Even after, 'e kept using the forsaken place to store his booty... in e' abandoned monastery. Once ye grab that fer us, Jemma Redclaw's treasure be as good as ours!"
"Well, was ye successful? The horn, did ye find the horn?" Her eyes are alight with interest and excitement. "We be so close, now. So close!"
"Good. I do believe ye be looking like a Taldan after all. Best be making any final preparations. I be thinking there wont be much time once the old lizard decides to pay us a visit, if ye know what I mean"
It is another day at sea before Captain Varossa calls you back into her cabin under the poop deck. "Best be making our plans. I be expecting the shadow of Kelizar any day now. He sank the Saber's Kiss and I be quite sure he be capable of doing the same to me old Magpie. I ain't be dumb enough to be stealin' from no drake, but the second of the Reasons to live likely be in the wreckage of that bloody ship." "Once that wrym shows up, I'll be leaving the negotiations to you. Which one of ye want to be the Captain in me absence?"
"Get to it! Get those storm sails down, and the main back up! Can't yer see the storm be gone?! Best be getting back the winds and away from this cursed storm!"
"Blimey, can't ye scurvy dogs do ye job? Bring 'own the main sail and cut the jibs. We be needing to trim our shoulders 'fore we be swimming!" The Captain looks down as the door opens, and you see a moment of hope in her eyes. "Yes. Boarders! We be needin' ye hands. Head to the foremast and be helpin' Yamity get down dem sails!" |