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Vildran on the other hand brings her back to thoughtfulness "Educated? These rubes? You're welcome to try, assuming you wouldn't just do and think the same as they did. But... I wouldn't mind if what happened to me didn't happen to some other girl." And Vildran reverses it again with a +1 Influence.

I understand! It will be an uphill battle. But I think it's worth starting somewhere for the same reason you realize. This town could come to truly value someone like you.

Society: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (5) + 10 = 15
This is at the point that we should all go out and buy lottery tickets :sweats:

What we could do is start by hiring a bard to spread the tale of your story, especially young ones who have not yet been taught the bias. This is just the first point of my ten-point-plan...

Vildran continues at length.

Society: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (19) + 10 = 29
Fiiiiinally!!!

Society: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (9) + 10 = 19

I also want to recognize how members of the town ostracized you, even if not intentionally. Perhaps their current generation could be educated to not objectify others like you as idols; to not endeavor to seize luck charms from then like they did to you. Sandpoint could be a more welcoming place.

We might want to stop uttering that name directly while we've achieved some small level of calm.

Vildran whispers to the others.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7 lol - the dice are doubling down

"...Listen to her in a way no one here in Sandpoint did in life..."

Vildran tries to adopt a calming voice the evokes compassion. It's not that he isn't capable of empathy but he is generally seen as academic and stoic, so he's not confident that it comes off well.

You know, we can listen too. I image you felt trapped by Tobyn and the various townsfolk who treated you like an oddity or wonder. It must have been hard, with nobody willing to really just talk to you.

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (12) + 9 = 21

Zantus' suggestion to listen to her: post

The brief summary we got on her life:

Tobyn controlled her life, she was shunned and bullied (post)

(I know you're referring to the rolls, but I wanted to gather this for reference).

Pausing after his first attempt at an appeal, Vildran tries to get a read on Nualia's rage and desperation.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10
nooooooooo

Gah! Can I sneak this into round1? Running late today :D (maybe you meant Vildran instead of San)

Autumn is right. There must be someone here, or someone in another town who treated you well. Better to savor that than waste your energy on vengeance.

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (17) + 9 = 26

Vildran watches cautiously to see how the demeanor of Nualia's ghost fares. The others have offered her enough considerate words for now.

Sense motive (Perception+6)

Vildran only slightly untenses and looks to Morga.

Are they really gone?

My thought exactly. At least we know now.

He focuses on his staff before unleashing another battery of force darts.

◇ Drain bonded item (rank 1)

◆◆◆ Cast a spell: Force Barrage (three shards) vs GREEN

3 shards vs GREEN, force damage: 3d4 + 3 ⇒ (2, 1, 1) + 3 = 7

Vildran is relieved that the shadows turn their attention away from the ritual.

Now... do they burn?

Thrusting his staff foward he unleashes a wave of flame at two of them.

◆◆ Cast a spell (from staff): Breath Fire (15 cone over GREEN and PURPLE)
Fire damage GREEN and PURPLE, DC20 basic reflex: 2d6 ⇒ (5, 4) = 9

He then scurries back to join the rest of the group.

◆ Stride 15ft

I've made your AoE non-filled (bucket-fill icon, then pick "transparent" for what you see now), gave it a border, and also moved all of the contained icons on top of it so they can be easily selected still.

Vildran watches in fright as the manifested shadow beings approach the ritual.

No...

He immediately unleashes a swarm of force darts from his arcane wellspring, something more instinctive than his daily studies. They speed towards the shadow who is at the edge of the ritual.

◆◆◆ Cast a spell: Force Barrage (three shards)

3 shards vs BLUE, force damage: 3d4 + 3 ⇒ (3, 4, 3) + 3 = 13

Seeing what Autumn is attempting, but not really sure what approaches them, Vildran incants his own arcane mote of light to dance near her levitating candle.

He looks to Morga for more details about what they face, whispering to her.

Morga, are these haunts, individually hostile spirit-foes, or something else entirely?

For his own part, RK Religion +6, or just in case Occultism +10

Vildran gladly heads back in.

All is well, Morga! Autumn's silver tongue to the rescue! he calls out to her in a soft voice that he hopes doesn't carry or interrupt the ritual.

He stops next to Morga and scans the ritual proceedings of Father Zantus to see how the progress looks.

What exactly did you overhear? Are you sure he was talking about his own plans? Some past event? Another's actions?

he looks pointedly at Charn.

Vildran freezes in place, his antennae standing straight up. He did not expected to be called on. In any case he can think of some things.

Well there was that messy business with the goblins on Thistletop years ago where he greatly aided The Heroes. The rebuilding of the cathedral itself. It seems any time a citizen of Sandpoint or passerby is burdened, Father Zantus jumps in to help!

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 10

Before continuing Vildran looks to the crowd. He hopes to find members of the Runewatchers among them to appeal to.

Thinking people don't join mobs... I likely won't get help from them here.

☘️Diplomacy: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (3) + 9 = 12
hrm... maybe it at least elevates from crit failure?

Vildran Aistellmar wrote:

oh, I neglected to add the loot proceeds to vildran. It looked like Autumn was spending 1gp from it and not just taking a share. Which way are we going witht hat?

Vildran – 28 gp for two lesser healing potions & one minor healing potion

Likewise, I simply deducted these from Vildran's own gp.

Vildran squints in clear suspicion of the crowd's story.

Yes, relay their exact words slowly. Once we get the story straight we can figure out how to go quell the mob.

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Seems like we went directly outside, so we're going to hear the incensed claim pretty quickly.

oh, I neglected to add the loot proceeds to vildran. It looked like Autumn was spending 1gp from it and not just taking a share. Which way are we going witht hat?

While we're at it, Vildran will purchase two lesser and one minor healing potion (one minor because it still does the job of bringing someone back).

That sounds fine Autumn.

San: That's the sourcebook, but it shows as PFS legal which is decent evidence for general availability. Ultimately GM's decision.

There is also Ghostly Weapon, but it's a 3rd-rank spell.

We could acquire some number of Ghost Charges.

Hmm, I was getting nervous about Morga's spell slots (and Vildran's are half depleted too), but she tells me she might have neglected to reset those on our rest between the two delves. Maybe I did too.

Vildran lets the others report on the most straightforward parts of their venture.

We also found a curious device, of Thassilonian make. It will take much research to uncover it's functioning, and even its purpose. It's not immediately urgent, but I think it will eventually be important to understand and may yet remain part of the plans of Ripnugget or another.

He listens for Father Zantus' reply to Autumn's question.

Are there any other preparations that would help with the ritual? Otherwise a rest might be good to prepare for the case that Nualia is immediately hostile.

Vildran tries to peek through the cracks between the boulders, casting a light spell just beyond hoping to gain any sense of where the cave-in came from what direction the tunnel previously continued.

(The device is more a downtime activity due to needing to research how it might function, but you can certainly take this opportunity to head down the western tunnel if you'd like)

That's what I recalled, then we'll do more on that later after we surface again.

Vildran nods and follows behind Morga at a safe distance.

Exploration: detecting magic

Vildran smiles, glad to be encouraged by someone on his curiosities.

Yes, I would hate to not be able to inform Father Zantus on what danger it poses, if any.

Is the device movable? Since you mentioned it's a bit of a downtime activity, it would be ideal if he didn't have to be down in these tunnels for days working at it.

Vildran frowns that he didn't get another listen at the message, just as San chimes in that the garnets aren't spent.

Let us be careful to remove them in reverse order though. Maybe that doesn't matter, but I don't want to get caught in some ancient trap.

He looks over San's shoulder with interest in the scrolls.

You know it's funny, despite their different arrangements and domain organizations for magic, they produced many of the same spell recipes that we have today. If you don't mind, I'd like to get these into my spellbook before we expend them otherwise.

Vildran gestures towards the ranseur.

Be my guest.

He looks back at the statue and rubs his chin.

Watched... expectations... defeat...

Waiting until San's evaluations are done, Vildran carefully picks up the garnet and places it back in the palm in hopes of hearing the message just one more time.

Likely futile, but he can't help but try.

He hollers back at the others.

Indeed! Alaznist is here, per the steps. Or a statue of her anyway.

Thassilon Lore +10 to confirm her identity and her domain of wrath.

He eyes the ranseur at length but dare not disturb the arrangement before completing the steps.

Detect magic and Arcana +12 to identify characteristics of the weapon

He places the last garnet in her cupped palm and stands back, down one step.

Keeping with his pattern so far, Vildran passes through the door on the left. His nerves have not entirely left him so he gives another sheepish chuckle while looking back at the others to see how closely they follow.

Well... I haven't been vaporized yet. I'm starting to believe in these steps.

In his hand are three identical garnets, and one considerably larger one.

He takes the identical three and places them into the door-baskets at the North end of this chamber, starting on the left side and proceeding to the right. Now all he holds is the final, 25gp garnet.

He carefully opens the door on the left, peering inside as the gap widens to confirm there is a statue with an open palm to receive this last garnet...

Vildran laughs sheepishly at the others just outside the door.

Perhaps I should have prepared Telekinetic Hand today.

Shrugging, squats down and arranges all of the garnets in front of him on the ground, in the order that Autumn had indicated to him. He scans them from left to right. Looking behind him, he drops the cheapest in the basket behind him on the inside of the door.

2gp in the basket on the door he just entered through.

The next position in his arrangement is a "pile" of the next two least expensive garnets. He picks these up and drops them in the baskets on the next two doors to the North, starting with the one on the left.

The two 5gp garnets in the doors of equal Northern'ness.

Stepping back away from the doors to observe any reaction, he scoops up the remaining garnets.

Which are: 10 gp x3, 25 gp

He takes his notebook out from under his arm and scrawls several notes.

Vildran grimaces at Autumn's "encouragement".

There is risk. The notes stated that faulty steps were given to insubordinate underlings, but these are described as providing safe passage. I think the best we can do is evaluate auras after each step. Necromancy would be a clear negative signal no pun intended.

He looks around at the baskets carefully, and begins speaking the steps out loud in the manner of so much of his field research that involved exhaustive chronicling and noting of experimentation.

"from least valuable to most valuable, south to north, and culminating in the placement of the 7th, most valuable garnet bead in the upturned palm of the statue of Alaznist in the final room."

Once inside, you see that the door you opened to enter this first chamber also has its own metal basket on the interior side.

That being the first of the baskets before the statue palm, correct?

Vildran likewise returns to his humble abode for the night. Rather than fitful dreams, he stays up a little later than he should making notes from memory about what he observed. In particular he produces several sketches of the Thassilonian device, keen on diving deeper into it's mysteries soon. But the matter of the garnets and three steps comes first.

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The next morning he rejoins them at the Cathedral.

It will be interesting to see the results of conducting the steps. I'm happy to help deposit garnets in the basket. There may be magical energies to feel and observe while we conduct it! he muses, enthusiastically. His field notebook is under his arm, at the ready.

You got it.

Uh oh. Did I go too far and do that?

Vildran chimes in.

Yes, while you were parlaying with the goblin I found an interesting Thassilonian device. I think we'll want to equip ourselves to be able to give Father Zantus a complete report on the situation. However, agreed on rest first.

With uncertainly remaining, he knows it won't be a night of continuous sleep. A watch is in order.

Vildran lets the undead goblin scamper away.

I guess we'll be heading into the woods soon.

** spoiler omitted **Zoduk looks at Vildran oddly, eyeball lolling to the side (you may want to reread the earlier posts, because there was nothing said about Ripnugget not liking Glorkus)

I got Zoduk and Ripnugget mixed up momentarily due to him talking about himself int he third-person.

And if they're not at Thistletop, then where? We... don't necessarily have to tell them you're hiding out here. If you try to escape these tunnels to find a new hiding spot you'll have to be careful about being seen by townsfolk. Maybe finding another hole here is better.

This goblin is harmless, I think...

Why would he tell Glorkus if he didn't like him anyway, as you say? Vildran asks.

Are there any others that you think he would have told, who we may find further in the tunnel? Where did you last see them?

Seeing as more info about the device will require downtime...

Vildran collects Autumn and the two catch up with Morga and San.

This will be my last post until I’m back on Dec 23.

Noted. Botting will commence henceforth.

One note for later: I don’t think we’ve properly examined the room where the effigies were (5 red slabs surround a central one with a 7-pointed star). This might be of interest to the Thassilon enthusiasts.

"Unsure, but I gotta catch up with Zoduk. San, come on. You gotta translate." As she hustles back to catch the goblin before he departs, she muses that the robe San found could come in handy, if she took up the hem enough to avoid tripping on it.

Vildran vaguely gestures to Morga and San heading after the goblin.

Yeah, you'll keep up with him, I'm just gonna check on...

Vildran casually wanders to the room with the 7-pointed star.

I just have to be careful not to activate any traps or portals while I'm alone.

He stands at the threshold and carefully, cautiously looks around the room. He wonders if the slabs comprise some mechanism with the star and so he's not keen to wander right into the midst of it just yet.

Search (Perc +6, then maybe identify historical effects with Thassilon Lore +10?)
Detect Magic (Arcana +12, Nature +6, Occultism +10, Religion +6)

Vildran helps San identify the robes

Arcana +12, Nature +6, Occultism +10, Religion +6

before following Morga to help coax out the goblin. He doesn't say anything yet, but he doesn't want her to get caught off guard alone.

None of us came out unscathed. Vildran remarks as he stretches and brushes his robes off.

As Morga sets to treating the party he sits down and flips through his spellbook.

Refocus, 10m

After, he joins Autumn in the room the brimorak originally emerged from.

Detect magic, Search (Perc +6)

He particularly hopes it has some spell scrolls or the like. Or perhaps it claimed Thassilonian relics for itself.

With the demon kept busy with Autumn, Vildran tries to form the orb of frost around it again.

◆◆ Cast a spell: Frostbite
Cold damage, DC20 basic fortitude: 3d4 ⇒ (1, 4, 3) = 8
On a critical failure, the target also gains weakness 1 to bludgeoning until the start of your next turn.

before shielding himself with the arcane disc.

◆ Cast a spell: shield

Vildran wheels around behind Morga hoping to get a glimpse of the demon...

◆ Stride 10ft

I drew a line of effect from Vildran to the Brimorak. GM let me know if you think that's not good enough for a target.

◆◆ Cast a spell: Frostbite
Cold damage, DC20 basic fortitude: 3d4 ⇒ (4, 2, 2) = 8
On a critical failure, the target also gains weakness 1 to bludgeoning until the start of your next turn.

Vildran kneels down and starts frantically going through Morga's pack.

◆ Interact: draw lesser healing potion from Morga
◆ Interact: administer lesser healing potion to Morga: 2d8 + 5 ⇒ (3, 6) + 5 = 14
◆ Cast a spell: shield

Vildran looks on with fright at Morga's wounds just before they close up in healing light. He jogs up next to her.

◆ Stride 15ft

Noting the smell of singed flesh, he closes his eyes and focuses on his staff

◇ Drain bonded item (rank 2)

before laying a hand on her shoulder.

◆◆ Cast a spell: Resist Energy on Morga for Resist fire 5

You can now withstand a degree of fire, if it opens the door and comes at you again.

Seeing the direction that San is dragged, Vildran darts around the corner and into the room. The moments he runs in view of the demon's open doorway leaves him feeling incredibly anxious and vulnerable. He's so focused on it that his shoulder clips the corner that he rounds.

◆ Stride

How's he doing Morga?

For good measure he continues past them to make room for Autumn in case she chooses to double back.

◆ Stride

◆ Cast a spell: shield

Fireball...

The odds are quite good if we wait until tomorrow.

He reflexively brushes at his robe, as if it will remove any of the scorch marks. He then correctly cleans it with a tried-and-true prestidigitation, and offers the same to the others until they feel like new.

Rushing in to pound it down... That's definitely one approach. I could create an illusory door to match the real one, to trick its eyes as you open up the real door? Alternatively I could make one of you invisible.

Both of those options use drain bonded item.

Tomorrow I can make both of you invisible and cast the illusion. Autumn can do this as well.

He continues thinking. I can bog the creature down with webbing after you rush in. With more time to prepare I could make us somewhat resistant to fire.