After everything is over, Sulana sits down and struggles with her report to the Pathfinder Society. It's likely unnecessary, given that pretty much everyone was there, but she's trying to get into the habit of writing down her experiences.
Wisdom Check:1d20 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8
Doing a Wisdom Check for my faction journal card in place of a day job roll.
"And here we go again," Sulana mutters. She has no idea what's going on, but she doesn't need to. She just needs to protect her party members so they can figure out what's going on.
As usual, Sulana steps slightly to one side but otherwise stays where she is. "Where did those things even come from?" Carefully taking aim at the phoenix, she smoothly draws back the bowstring and fires.
"I think that did it?" Sulana looks around for more undead, and seeing none puts her bow away. "Thanks for the help, Flexing Shield." She feels silly addressing him by that name, but it's the only name she knows so it will have to do.
Sulana can't quite get a good angle on the creatures from where she is, so she runs up next to the Flexing Shield. "Do me a favor and keep them off me, will you?" Not that she has any doubt he will, he's made it clear he views that as his role in the group.
She quickly draws an arrow and fires at the closer of the two creatures.
Sulana quickly retrieves the arrows to replenish her own supply. ”Does anyone else want this armor? Because I’ll take it if no one else needs it. There’s some other good stuff too.” She also grabs the potion, tanglefoot bag, and money.
Hearing Aran Zey’s voice announcing the retreat of the astral invaders, she looks to the rest of the group. ”In that case, maybe we should check out the undead sighting at those ruins? Sounds like the the invaders have been taken care of.”
Unable to help the wounded, Sulana heads over to the dead bodies of the drow. What were they trying to accomplish here? Once she can get there, she'll search the bodies for any evidence.
Perception:1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10
One round to double-move, then I'm assuming another round to search. Just rolling for it now to speed things up.
Sulana's lips twitch upward as the leader falls. She doesn't enjoy killing, but there's still pride in a well-placed shot.
Speaking of well-placed shots...
She shifts her attention to the other two. Seeing Reznor fire at the dwarf in front, she focuses her attention on him as well. A combination of ranged attacks and melee from their frontliners should be more than enough to take care of these pests.
Sulana's eyes narrow. Pirates taking advantage of a disaster to pillage and loot what they could. Monsters. Scum. Aram Zey didn't need to give her any instructions; she has no intention of letting them get away with it.
She doesn't need to move. It's one of the reasons she's always loved archery. No matter how far away her enemy is, she can reach them with a well-placed arrow.
She carefully aims at the dwarf that appears to be the leader, and fires.
Sulana lowers her bow as the fight concludes. Nodding to the new Pathfinders, she says, ”Thank you for the assistance.”
She glances at the slaves, but her previous experiences have taught her that she’s not the most reassuring person. Better leave helping them to someone better suited to it. Instead she takes a looks around to see if she can learn anything about the ritual’s purpose.
Perception:1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23
”What the hell? Did anyone else see that?” Sulana gestures to the gem. ”My reflection...it wasn’t right. I looked like...I don’t know. Purple with fangs. A little like a corpse.” She steps back, eying the gem warily.
"Thank you Krella for the information. We'll be careful."
As they prepare to head out, Sulana double-checks the mission briefing. "Two missions left; helping the Muckmouth or stopping the duegar in Slave Mountain. I think we should head for Slave Mountain; who knows what might happen if that ritual is completed."
Yep, four missions down, two to go. Sulana votes for mission #4.
Sulana only has +5 to Perception so she can't hit that DC
Sulana curses again as the creatures disappear into the darkness. "I don't know where they went; be on your guard." She holds her bow at the ready, hoping to catch one of the creatures if it comes out of hiding.
Masterwork Composite Longbow:1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25+1 if within 30 feet P. Damage:1d8 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8+1 if within 30 feet
Readying an action to attack the first creature that she sees.
Sulana gapes at the perfectly spherical mountain. I knew it was called the Round Mountain, but I didn't expect that to be so literal! She doesn't have much time to process however, as the mountain is literally rolling away.
"Alright, get to the Pagoda. I can help with that."I hope.
She joins the Flexing Shield as he helps everyone look for handholds. "There's a ledge to your right; it's just big enough for your foot. No, wait, your other right. Uh, on the other hand, maybe it was just a shadow, I'm sorry..."
Perception Aid:1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7
With the rolling mountain throwing off her perception, she tries instead to think of a way to secure safer passage than just the handholds.
K. Engineering Aid (untrained):1d20 ⇒ 3
She draws a blank. Forests I know, but mountains are a different story. Especially rolling ones!
Sulana is of absolutely no help. Good luck everyone else!
Sulana pivots smoothly to aim at the other wolf. "For what it's worth I'm sorry about this, but we really don't have time to deal with you right now." She breathes deeply as she aims, and releases her breath at the same time as the arrow.
Sulana nods as she approaches the soldiers. "I can see you have a strong sense of duty. Will you help us secure the Tapestry and prevent its destruction?"
Sulana wrings her hands at the prospect of yet more talking, but nods when Niva mentions treasure. "That's true. The Society is very generous. See this bow?" She pulls the masterwork bow from off her back and shows it to the wyverns. "I was only able to get a bow this nice because of gold received from the Pathfinder Society. Before I joined I could never have afforded it."
Sulana considers speaking up as her companions start talking about the geography of Golarion, but quickly realizes she'd be out of her depth. Nature she knows. Geography? That's trickier.
Wanting to help, she glances over at Niva and Cassiopia. They're both talking glibly about the help the Pathfinder Society can provide, and again Sulana doesn't feel like she has anything to offer. Can the Society really do all those things? I didn't know that!
But meanwhile the group who had been talking philosophy with Vina earlier were just standing around. Maybe she could talk to them?
"Um, hi. You were curious about the moral implications of helping the Society, correct? Well-"
Will Save Aid:1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5
She barely gets those words out before the Hruul start spouting a torrent of philosophical jargon she doesn't understand. She lasts as long as the words, "...and as an enlightened society..." before she starts backing away nervously.
"Sorry, you seem to have things well in hand, I'll just...go over here." She wasn't hiding behind a bush. Definitely not. She was keeping a watchful eye on the situation from a convenient vantage point that gave her cover if a fight broke out.
Why why why do I keep getting myself into these situations?!
Fortunately there's no penalty for a failed Aid Another.
Thanks, I misunderstood and thought each PC could only attempt one check. Sulana can't aid the Bluff, but she'll try to aid the knowledge check once it's made.
Any chance we could substitute Nature for Geography? The only one who has geography is Vina and she already rolled a different check. I’m thinking maybe Sulana could listen to their descriptions and try to narrow down where on Golarion that kind of natural phenomena might be.
Sulana shrinks back slightly at the sight of the three groups. No pressure. You just have to talk them into trusting the Society without somehow offending any of them.
...Maybe I should just keep my mouth shut and let the others handle this one.
Sulana draws her bow and moves out of the way of the melee combantents, though she doesn't yet fire. "Who are you? What do you want with us?"
Readying an action to attack the first creature that performs a hostile action which affects someone in the party.
Readied Attack, Mwk Composite Longbow:1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14+1 if creature is within 30 ft. P. Damage, Str Bonus:1d8 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8+1 if creature is within 30 ft
If I understand it correctly, the ‘Burst Of Healing’ part simply meant that was the benefit the group before us had boosted. The token itself is just an aid token. We could have used any of the possible benefits, but if we had used ‘Burst of Healing’ we would have gotten the boosted benefit rather than the regular.
So I was recommending Reznor expend three uses of bardic performance to perform the ‘Timely Inspiration’ boost, since our gm said we had access to the special boost option for that benefit. The next group would receive an aid token where they could use any of the benefits, but using ‘Timely Inspiration’ would have the special boosted effect of lasting for six rounds rather than three.
”From what we’ve been told, these waters are a necessary part of keeping the entire Tapestry from collapsing. Your actions are directly interfering with our ability to restore the balance.” Sulana’s eyes narrow. ”And it’s easy to talk about ‘small’ sacrifices when you’re not the one being sacrificed. Continuing to stop these waters will kill the Kappas, and Erastil only knows how many others.”
Survival?:1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15
Not sure survival is the right roll, but can’t think of what else it would be. Basically she’s trying to convince the dragon that people will die without the water.
Sulana gasps as the mental world dissolves, leaving them back in the Temple of Empyreal...
Wait a second.
With shaking hands she unfolds the mission briefing, and there it is. The word that should have warned her.
”The Temple of Empyreal Enlightenment.” She spits out ‘enlightenment’ as if it’s the foulest of curses. ”I should have known.”
She refolds the paper and stuffs it roughly back into her bag. ”Yes, very good, glad to have helped. Can we get out of here before Korada shows up and starts spouting riddles and driving people insane? Actually...” She looks at Zhuang. ”Is that what happened to you? Uh wait, sorry, that’s rude isn’t it. Forget I asked. I’ll just, uh, go. Somewhere else. The fountain, right? That’s where people wanted to go next.”
Sulana continues to be dizzied by the rapidly-changing locations. What the hells is wrong with this person?!
When she comes back to herself, the first thing she sees is the table. What is that why are they eating it get it away! She grabs the table and tries to flip it over, hoping that the acolytes aren't so far gone that they'll continue trying to eat off the floor.
Flip the Table:1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14
Unable to stomach the stench any longer, she flees to the other side...only to be confronted by a screaming halfling with no fingers. Oh gods this is worse than Roidira at least she was probably real even if I couldn't shoot her. Confused, disoriented, and very, very disturbed, Sulana falls back on what she knows.
Which is mostly how to hit things.
She slaps the halfling across the face. "Pull yourself together! Look, if Korada's forsaken you, then I don't know, find a new god or something. Just...just stop screaming, okay?"
Sulana is thrown by the rapidly-changing environment of the temple. Fake temple? How are we in someone's head...oh I suppose it doesn't matter. The important thing is to help conquer his inner demons.
Possibly literally, depending on what else this place throws at them.
Knowing nothing about Korada, she quickly scans the shelves to see if she can find a book that will help free the acolytes from their madness.
Perception:1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8
The books seem to twist and warp before her eyes, making it hard to even read the titles. Hopefully the others are having more luck, because I don't think I'm going to be of much use here.
"Shouldn't we answer the call for help first? The mission briefing doesn't give too much information about what's going on with the Temple, just that its leader 'falters.' Meanwhile the entire mountain where the ratfolk live is unstable. That sounds more urgent to me." Sulana shakes her head, still studying the briefing.
"I agree the fountain is also a good idea, anything that could help with the repairs would be useful to secure sooner rather than later."
Sulana's vote is for either Mission 2 or Mission 6.
Sulana studies the Tapestry for a moment. "So, it looks like we'll be heading into a variety of terrains. It might be a good idea to stock up on potions of Endure Elements, and maybe gear appropriate for several different climates. Going from a desert to a freezing cold mountain would strain anyone."
Since they have the opportunity, she quickly grabs a variety of ammunition as well as some travel gear. Just in case.
Leaning against the wall and looking around, Sulana happens to overhear a nearby group talking about the tapestry and the demiplane as if they're the same thing. It sounds like they have a better idea of what's going on than she does, so she heads over.
"Excuse me, my name's Sulana. I couldn't help but overhear your conversation. So you think that the magic holding this other reality together may be failing?" She looks around at the large number of gathered Pathfinders. "If that's true, maybe we're going to be evacuating whoever or whatever lives there."
Sulana looks around the crowded room uncomfortably. She's never dealt with a...demiplane? Is that what people are calling it? She's also heard a few people mentioning a tapestry, but that seems strange. Unless the two are connected...
It's pointless to speculate without more information, and it doesn't seem like anyone nearby knows any more than she does. For now she finds the least-crowded spot she can manage and waits for further instructions.
