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Of course we should! How else will I know this place is safe to begin making it my own base of operations for my trading caravans? Thistle grins.

After this place is clear, I'll have to see to asking the others if they want a stake...

Thistle clears his mind, putting the thoughts of the future away for now and focusing on the present. Building a trading empire would be fun, but there was still work to do.

I vote we clear out the last two room of creatures, then inspect the hidden cave, for the fun of it. If enough of us agree (or the DM decides he wants to take us through it) lets just keep rolling.

Thistle points to the room with the carnivorous crystals and shrugs his shoulders as if to say, Why not?

I'm up for exploring the rest of it. What else would there be to do in this module now that we've beaten the UBBEG? (Ultimate Big Bad Evil Guy)

"Who knows what kind of havoc these creatures could create if we let them out, at least until we know what they are. There must be records around here somewhere. We are pathfinders, at the very least we can begin to document this ourselves in order to report it."

Not sure what to do next, other than either find documentation on the creatures, or document it ourselves. Is there anywhere left to explore?

Thistle looks on, entranced by the device and the expanse of the menagerie. "At least the meaning and purpose of the vault keeper is a little bit more clear now. I wonder if there is a reason why. And the keeper still seemed to me more minion than master. Did we kill the master of this vault and it's contents already?" he wonders, hoping the others were putting something together he was missing.

And what exactly could someone do with all of this? the wheels in his head begin to turn before he even realizes the implications of his question.

"Anyone want to bet these levers bring this inanimate statue to.. animated?" Thistle muses to his companions. He looks around for notes, then notices Jelani taking a much more direct approach to figuring out the levers. He hefts his shield, and divine energies hum at his fingertips, the Oracle ready for his prediction to come true, just in case.

Let's clear out the rest of this floor...

Thistle begins to lead the group to the southern double doors before Bruce takes the lead, clearly comfortable in her new skin. The Nagaji makes sure everyones wounds are bound and healed, then makes ready to explore the next area.

In the back of his mind, he begins to wonder how and if he could take over rulership of this place. It would be a fascinating seat of power...

Perhaps this is what the others who are here now have thought. Dangerous thoughts...

When the information about who the religious markings refer to is passed along, Thistle again searches his memory, but cannot find anything about this king. He searches the room to look for more clues that might help him figure out the purpose of such a shrine.

As he looks, he ponders back to when this rag tag crew first entered the spire, searching for lost wizards. They had found one of them what seemed like ages ago. There was still some mystery, some clues that perhaps his mind wasn't connecting that still needed to be put together here.

Any chance you can give us a recap of our original mission and how much we have accomplished so far? Thanks!

Thistle feels a wave of emotion wash over him as the vault keeper is destroyed. It is a mixed emotion though, both elation and sadness. On one hand, the satisfying feeling of vengence for turning Caranthir to stone, and his violent defiance of the intrepid pathfinders was joyous. That they had traveled so far, and removed so much that might threaten the world above, was gratifying.

Yet when the Nagaji walked over to the crystal, staring at it's suddenly dull glow, a part of him was sad, realizing that somehow the vault keeper was contributing to its shine and power.

Perhaps this is why the gods had sent him here after all. Perhaps he might be able to someday unlock the secrets the vault keeper held, and restore the shine of the spire, and bend it's energies for good, and life.

The Oracle smiles a smile of contentment, and begins the process of searching for answers. They did still have a mission from the society after all.

Know Religion: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20 Ha! I can't even hit the DC. Maybe I should have put more skill points into knowledges... Certainly our resident vigilante and arcane archer can figure this out... :)

Oh snap... does that say Drain? Going to need a greater Resto - after the fight. Those aren't cheap. :)

Thistle grimaces with each blow that the barbarian takes, and can almost feel the drain it has on him. He steps up behind the giant man and places a scaled hand on his hip. As quickly as he can, before the big man shifts his stance to take another swing, Thistle murmurs a prayer to bind the physical wounds. There is something deep about the cuts though that is producing a barely noticeable change to Jelani's movements.

That will take deeper magic to fix... he internalizes, confident that his companions will finish the job the right way this time.

Cure Critical: 4d8 + 11 ⇒ (3, 1, 7, 4) + 11 = 26

For some reason I can't move my token on the map to make sure I am within touch range of Jelani.

Thistle looks up from the broken body of the... creature.

What was this? Was this the caretaker? The caretaker's servant? I hope we don't regret killing it, though it didn't give us much choice.

Thistle nods at Caranthir, eager to find the rest of the threats so they might search closer in safety.

Thistle grins, instantly knowing how to deal with this threat to Bruce and even turn it against the hostile creature.

Quickstepping forward, he slides in next to Bruce and close to the creature. Reaching out his hand into the flames, he grabs the crusader's shoulder and imparts a blessing of protection on him.

Cast Communal Resist Energy Fire. Bruce is the only one I can touch, so the duration just gets divided between the two of us, so we both have it. Bruce now has resist fire 30. Free light, and likely no fire damage, unless it escalates somehow.

I am pretty sure his typical opening move is to get into position and use an action to study his opponent, so let's go with that. Let's also give him the bonus to AC and saves - he can always change it next round if he wants. Er.... She.

Thistle watches as Bruce moves in under the barrage of arrows, intently staring at the creature as he... er she... closes the gap.

Thistle wastes no time in praying for a blessing on his companions. The fervor of the gods washes over them as this new menace confronts them. In the back of his mind, he wonders and worries if the vault keeper might come back at the worst possible time...

cast blessing of fervor - pick your favorite again!

Anything we could grab while we are in town in case this happens again? Because he might just give that one another try... yikes!

Thistle keeps to himself, not wanting to prod the recently restored elf while he is brooding. When they return, he nods his head in agreement before casting a handful of spells in preparation.

Freedom of movement: Caranthir and Jelani for now, unless someone really wants it. Communal protection from evil on everyone, Archon's Aura on me. If anyone wants resist energy, just let me know.

I actually don't have the UMD skill - I don't think I can cast it from the scroll. Is it possible to retcon and say we brought his stone statue up to the city to have it restored? I think the costs are pretty much the same...

Yea, I think I would rather wait to explore until we are back to full strength.

I'm back from spring break! sorry for the long delay. I'll be here when we get this ball rolling again!

When the creature disappears, Thistle quickly casts invisibility purge, worried that the creature is lurking nearby.

Assuming it actually left and went somewhere else...

Thistle assists Bruce in his searching while they wait for Jelani to return.

Welcome back!

Thistle's reaction is exactly that, reactionary. A pulse of life flows out from him, though the wave seems to crash on breakers before washing over the vault keeper, splitting wide and not touching him. The Nagaji looks forlornly at the statue of his elven friend, hoping an impossible hope that the life giving force might break him from his stoney shell.

Channel Healing, exclude vault keeper: 6d6 ⇒ (2, 3, 4, 1, 1, 4) = 15

Oops, forgot reflex save...

Reflex: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (6) + 10 = 16

We've gone back to resurrect mid-level in the past. It's just a bummer we don't have a way to fix him mid-fight... :)

I like PFS for a lot of reasons, and I don't like it for a few. One is that everything is just a condition to be remedied, including death. It tends to cheapen the drama and the moment sometimes. In a way I suppose it's necessary I guess.

Thistle's heart stops in his chest at the sight of his elven friend turning into a statue. Breath is hard to come by as he wracks his brain to figure out how to stop this from happening, but nothing comes to him. He is powerless to reverse it.

At least right now he is. The only way to save him is to destroy the vault keeper first.

Holy balls...

Caranthir nooooooo!!!!

Stone Salve and stone to flesh (wizard spell) appear to be the only ways to reverse this. Not sure if anyone has any stone salve handy, unfortunately I do not. If not, it looks like we will be without our arrow flinger for at least this combat...

Caranthir - you still have a shirt/folio re-roll right?

Thistle breaths in slowly through his nose and releases the breath out of his mouth, controlled and calm. His scaled hands move in a small circle, coming to a clasped position at his chest before he moves them out in a wide arc, gesturing to each of his friends. A divine blessing falls over them, and a bright pinprick of light settles on the vault keeper.

Cast prayer - give us a +1 to attack/damage/skills and gives the vault keeper a -1 to same.

Heyo everyone - Just wanted to mention that for the first time in a very long time, I might be curious about finding a PFS PbP on the forums. I've got a ton of different characters that are available. If anyone hears of any, or joins one that needs another player, I would really appreciate it if you let me know!

Thanks!

Cleric Haste!

Thistle shrugs his shoulders as the banter ends and arrows fly. He whispers a prayer, sending bolts of divine energy to each of his companions.

Casting Blessing of Fervor, make sure you pick your bonus.

Rule at his side? Thistle wonders to himself, both intrigued and afraid at the power this being might wield.

"What does that mean, to rule by your side? What is it that we would rule? This place? It is nearly empty now, devoid of life save only a few who chose not to oppose us. What is left to rule? What secrets are left to be kept? Why were you bound in the first place?"

Thistle pauses for a moment, wondering how the creature might respond, but mostly just hoping for a response that gives him more clues as to what lay in this 'vault'.

"And what would happen if we said no?" he adds finally.

"Yes, we have noticed the emerald growths. Are we at it's root? Are you the source of it's growth?" Thistle adds another question to the peppering of questions his companions have thrown at this telepathic creature.

Wow... hello website redesign!

Interesting. Hopefully its more than just a cosmetic change... make sure you check your links and shortcuts, mine appear to still be working.

"We represent the strongest of it's organizations, if not in sheer numbers, but in tenacity. Nothing above us that opposed us remains. Tell me, if you had summoned us, what would it be for?" Thistle add's to Jelani's question.

Thistle's heart sinks at the reminder of the Lich. It was one of his greatest accomplishments, to undo such foul magics. A paragon of life force pitted against his antithesis, and they were able to triumph, though at a great cost. That is to say nothing of how close they all were to death.

In his heart, he hopes that no more such evil lives in this place, but a piece of him is not so sure they will be that fortunate.

Thistle cannot help but grin at the irony of being the only one who can hear the speaker.

He taps his helmed head with a scaled finger a few times to indicate the telepathic speech.

"Not sure, but I suspect it is whoever is the master of this place, and I don't think it will be long before we meet." He raises a scaled eyebrow.

Thistle speaks out loud in his awkward voice, but concentrates in his mind, hoping that both his companions will hear him, as well as being able to communicate back with the telepathic speaker.

"You say you have observed us, yet we are ignorant of you. Won't you tell us who you are? We are Pathfinders. Adventurers seeking lost friends and lost relics. And by lost, I mean lost to us, and other adventurers like us."

Thistle follows closely, ready to spring to his friend's defense if necessary, keeping a wary eye out for danger. As soon as he is able, he sets his feet down on the hard surface, all the better to feel the most subtle of vibrations that he cannot hear with his ears.

Perception: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (5) + 18 = 23

Thistle taps his finger on the crystalline root first, then points over to the root that seems to extend to the platform. His airwalk spell would just as easily carry him over from where he is at, but it seems logical to just use the method that seems to be provided. He shrugs his shoulders and steps up in the air, crossing the distance to check the space out, and make sure it appears to be safe to transport to.

I'll scout it out by airwalking over to it. People should be able to fly or use the branches... whatever conserves resources makes the most sense.

perception: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (14) + 18 = 32

Sorry for not posting for a few days without warning. Went on a gaming binge with some friends, good times.

Thistle flips the specialized spire transport token across his knuckles. Hefting his shield, he moves forward with his companions, ready to see where the roots of this strange and wondrous thing takes them.

All good to head to the east!

Thistle bustles about, taking wands and using a bit of his own magic, making sure that everyone's wounds are sealed. This, gratefully, takes enough time that the battle frenzy dies down, and each has a moment to gather themselves.

2 bursts of Channel healing: 12d6 ⇒ (6, 1, 2, 6, 5, 1, 2, 3, 2, 5, 5, 6) = 44

Ok, whatever you have left to heal back to full, just roll for yourself and take the charges off of your wand. Let me know if somehow you have run out of charges and haven't purchased a new wand.

Once the healing has been completed, Thistle steps up to Caranthir and Jelani, praying over each of them.

Casting freedom of movement on Caranthir and Jelani, as well as myself. Lasts for almost 2 hours. I also have Archon's Aura present. Then I will cast communal protection from evil, which will last for 2 minutes per person. Will probably have to recast that after the next fight. I will leave it at that for buffs for now, unless someone wants something specifically.

Caranthir is nearly dead after that last attack... Looks like a channel is going to be the best choice here. I've got Breath of Life handy, hopefully won't need it with your last round of attacks.

Thistle's heart leaps up into his throat as he sees Caranthir take a wicked beating from the creatures. He hardly registers Jelani in a violent rage, clubbing the wicked beasts over and over, though the parts he does register show that he too, has been brutalized by the spiney devils. Suddenly worried that this is getting out of control, Thistle does the first thing that comes to his mind, blanketing everyone around him with divine healing. That precious light somehow is shielded from the enemy, however.

Selective Channel, omit the baddies: 6d6 ⇒ (2, 2, 3, 4, 2, 5) = 18

Assuming the Ceiling height is high enough, I have air walk active, and am at least 5' above the ground. Caranthir, I can move above the fray and take care of that grappled condition with a freedom of movement spell next round.

It is faint, but Thistle begins to see the effect the poison is having on Jelani. Reaching down again from his airy perch, he passes divine restoration into the man's body.

Lesser Restoration: 1d4 ⇒ 3

This poison doesn't seem easy to cure... As long as these wicked things die soon, we should be able to handle it.

Thistle is amazed at the beating that the raging barbarian can take. He high steps, and the air beneath his feet supports his weight. With some effort, he climbs imaginary stairs high enough to walk overtop of his companions. As soon as he reaches a position directly above his companion, he reaches down to pass some healing onto his friend.

Cure Critical Wounds: 4d8 + 11 ⇒ (3, 1, 1, 8) + 11 = 24

Thistle grimaces, knowing the poison is still coursing through the barbarian's veins. I wonder how that poison is affected when he rages the way he does. Does it synthesize faster? Bah, it doesn't matter right now.

Dismissing the thoughts, Thistle wonders how he might get to Jelani and others, should he need to. A spell comes to his mind, and he pulls the divine power into himself. The air around him feels both weightless, and solid as his prayer finishes.

cast air walk on myself. Lasts 110 minutes.

Thistle watches the needles enter the big man's body. The damage is clearly insignificant, and so he knows instinctively there must be something far more insidious going on. The nagaji shuffles his feet before reaching out his hand to touch Jelani's back. He calls upon the goddess of healing to pull the poison from his veins.

Caster level Check, casting Neutralize Poison: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (4) + 11 = 15

Oof...

Jelani - I can cast neutralize poison if you fail that save. I'll wait for you to post to see how it shakes out.

Thistle takes a set backward, opening up a straight shot charging lane for his raging friend. Doing so, he mumbles another prayer, calling the blessings of the Archons over himself.

Cast archon's aura. The baddies have to make a DC 19 will save when they get within 20' of me. If they fail, they take a -2 to AC, Saves, and Attack rolls until they successfully hits me with an attack.

The prayer for freedom of movement floats through Thistle's mind, and the nagaji laments not having cast it ahead of time as all of the tentacles writhe and squirm.

Ready to react, Thistle begins by gripping his holy symbol. Energies flow from him and reach out to each of his companions, aiding them individually how they choose in order to destroy the abominations.

Casting blessing of fervor - click the link if you don't remember which bonus you prefer. Don't forget you can change your bonus every round if you want, depending on what suits you best.

I'm going to assume this is temporary damage. If not, that would only change my spell choice from lesser resto to regular resto.

Thistle gives a grateful look to Bruce as the strands are cut away. He hacks at them himself, but the fatigue in his arms is obvious. Not fatigue... just...

He looks over to Jelani, then back to the deceased creature. He counts the number of strands and wonders what might have been had more of them been effective in their insidious purpose.

Closing his eyes, he calls the power of the gods to restore his strength. Within moments, he feels normal again, and indicates he is ready to keep moving, settling in behind Jelani as they go through the next door.

Cast lesser resto, unless its permanent ability drain. If it is, I can just cast resto instead.

fort 1: 1d20 + 10 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 10 + 1 = 25
fort 2: 1d20 + 10 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 10 + 1 = 24
fort 3: 1d20 + 10 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 10 + 1 = 26
fort 4: 1d20 + 10 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 10 + 1 = 28
fort 5: 1d20 + 10 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 10 + 1 = 22

I have a feeling this will not end well...

Edit: Or maybe it will all be ok!

Thistle sets his jaw, the moment of conflict not surprising him. He is ready, and calls forth a prayer to protect his friends, and hinder the bored guardian.

cast prayer, link above. Gives us a +1 to pretty much everything, and a -1 to pretty much everything for the enemy. Let's see if we need to get any more involved after the first round, I don't expect a cakewalk though.