Kenzo tracks Jessa's spell and Eugen's attack, trying to to get a bearing on their opponent.
Kenzo tracks Jessa's spell and Eugen's attack, trying to to get a bearing on their opponent.
Kenzo can easily see the floating red spot of paint.
Eugen meanwhile rushes past Kenzo and finally collects solidly with his sword, or at least it feels like he does. The invisible quasit howls and snarls as the sword hits... something.
Rather than just whinging i'll try and daze the beast
"Your power is naught," Kenzo says, as he quickly moves and swings his sword in a powerful arc, focusing completely on what Eugen has targeted.
Kenzo's attack just misses striking anything...
Will save: (1d20+6=19)
Phlegm Attack at Eugen: (1d20+11=23)
The flying quasit reappears in the air, within reach of both Kenzo and Eugen. It is in the process of retching up a hideous ball of phlegm that flies from her mouth and strikes Eugen squarely in the face.
"Suck snot, vile blasphemer!" she shrieks as Eugen tries not to be sick. The stuff is rank and slimy.
The creature shows one wound from where Eugen cut her, but as her wings flap a steady beat, the wound begins to close. There is no sign she took any damage from the frost attack.
I move to flank (if possible) and attack again:
I move to flank (if possible) and attack again:
Attack of opportunity: (1d20+11=29)
Damage: (1d3-1=0)
Eugen moves past the quasit, flanking it, and recieves a scratch on the cheek for doing so.
His attack though well aimed, is still not good enough. The sword bounces off the creature's hard hide, doing no damage.
ow, hey!
The poison on his cheek stiffens Eugen's jaw and makes him feel slightly sluggish.
The creature shows one wound from where Eugen cut her, but as her wings flap a steady beat, the wound begins to close. There is no sign she took any damage from the frost attack.
Seeing the quasit mostly unharmed from their best attacks, Jessa looks worriedly at Gyorgy. Perhaps they should have heeded the sorcerer's warning from the very beginning. Then she sees the scratch on Eugen's cheek and that clinches it for her.
"Let's get out of here!" she declares, rushing forward to try and cover their retreat. Her hands move in a complex pattern as words of power tumble from her lips. Finally, she sweeps her arm towards the demon and a scintillating arc of rainbow color blazes over and through the quasit. "Go!" she shouts to the others.
I feel the change in mood amongst my fellows and heads for the door, re-igniting my light spell to make sure we don't have any slips on the way out.
"We will return." I whisper to myself in frustrated, hostile tones.
As each of the companions make a break for the tunnels, Jessa unleashes her spell and catches the small demon off-guard. It is enough to allow the group a decent headstart. The quasit screeches in frustration but does not follow them far out of her complex. At least you don't think she does for her rantings are soon more distant.
Soon the frenzied retreat brings you back to the underground cross-roads and you must decide whether to head north to the shore or south to the Glassworks.
Soon the frenzied retreat brings you back to the underground cross-roads and you must decide whether to head north to the shore or south to the Glassworks.
"Which way is fastest?" Jessa shouts, hurrying up behind everyone, "I think I dazzled that thing pretty good, but it won't stay that way for long. Let's go!"
Jessa, pushing to the forefront, makes the decision for the rest of the group and heads north towards the shore.
Soon all are standing, panting, in the sunlight.
There is no sign of pursuit.
"Good Nethys!" Jessa complains, gasping to catch her breath in the salt-tinged air, "What was that thing? A quasit?! More like the most vile demon pest this world has ever known!" She picks up a rock and hurls it back into the cave in frustration before sinking down to sit on an outcropping.
"Is everyone okay?" she finally asks, "Eugen? You've got a scratch on your face...there. Are you alright?" She holds her nose and keeps her distance as well. "Obviously that stench could fell one of those monsters we fought back there. But how could all that exist under Sandpoint all this time and no one ever know about it?"
Kenzo kicks at the sand and curses loudly. "I don't like this, but we should check in with the sheriff and the guard. We need to keep in mind why we went below to begin with, and that there are dangers both below Sandpoint and outside its walls. Anyone have a guess how much of the tunnels we saw, or how much more there may be?"
Kenzo kicks at the sand and curses loudly. "I don't like this, but we should check in with the sheriff and the guard. We need to keep in mind why we went below to begin with, and that there are dangers both below Sandpoint and outside its walls. Anyone have a guess how much of the tunnels we saw, or how much more there may be?"
(ruefully) "We got lost enough times to be sure it's a bit of a warren."
"I think we need to see if Sandpoint's got any of these fiend-slaying tools Magazin knows about."
Kenzo kicks at the sand and curses loudly. "I don't like this, but we should check in with the sheriff and the guard. We need to keep in mind why we went below to begin with, and that there are dangers both below Sandpoint and outside its walls.
"That's true," Jessa nods, "I came along to make sure no other citizens of Sandpoint were abducted like Ameiko...and to make sense of what happened at the Glassworks and the Swallowtail Festival. I think we know much of that now. We didn't find anyone else from the town held captive down there. But it's obvious there's a much more evil influence below Sandpoint than anyone ever knew. That quasit and those things she summoned out of that pool could very easily have inspired the goblins to attack. At least, we know the goblins used those tunnels to enter the town..."
"Anyone have a guess how much of the tunnels we saw, or how much more there may be?"
(ruefully) "We got lost enough times to be sure it's a bit of a warren."
Jessa lifts her head and squints at the sun, thinking. "I don't recall very many tunnels that we didn't explore," she says, "Only one or two, perhaps. The important one obviously led to that demon. From what little we saw of that room, I don't recall very many exits. So that place may have been a dead-end. Regardless, I think it's safe to tell the Mayor and the Sheriff that we covered most of it."
"I think we need to see if Sandpoint's got any of these fiend-slaying tools Magazin knows about."
"No doubt about that," Jessa nods, "My magic seemed to concern the thing at one point, but it seems to heal on its own pretty quickly. If we had something more damaging to unleash, that might help...even if we can't locate any cold iron or gods-blessed weapons. The hardest part is pinning it down. Is there some way we could capture it? If we could just hold it still, we'd be more certain in our attacks...and not let it slip away to heal again before renewing the fight. Maybe a fishing net or a bit of ship's canvass?"
roll against poison:
fort save (1d20 +5=21)
"No doubt about that," Jessa nods, "My magic seemed to concern the thing at one point, but it seems to heal on its own pretty quickly. If we had something more damaging to unleash, that might help...even if we can't locate any cold iron or gods-blessed weapons. The hardest part is pinning it down. Is there some way we could capture it? If we could just hold it still, we'd be more certain in our attacks...and not let it slip away to...
"Damn," Kenzo responds, "It didn't even occur to me to grab that thing. I was too focused on trying to kill it. I'll remember that if there's a round two, but we should get going. Let's check with the sheriff and the guard before we decide our next step."
There is no good path from this section of the beach back to Sandpoint. The cove seems well hidden, perfect for small vessels that did not want the eyes of the community to watch them. It takes some little while to hack through the trees and bushes until the shore road is reached and the party can make its way to the northern gate.
The sheriff is surprised at their point of return and everyone is surprised when the story of the demons and monsters under Sandpoint is told.
An idea:
There are, investigation reveals, a few cold iron weapons in Sandpoint that could be purchased. Savah's Armory has in stock 20 cold iron crossbow bolt (4 gp), 2 cold iron daggers (4 gp), a cold iron masterwork longsword (330 gp) and a cold iron masterwork mace (324 gp).
The Sandpoint Boutique has both a cold iron heavy pick (16 gp) and a cold iron trident (30 gp) for sale.
And the Feathered Serpent has what Voon claims is a magical cold iron longsword (2330 gp) in stock.
The store, Bottled Solutions, has a wide selection of alchemical products.
All the merchants are willing to give a 10% discount to 'Aldern's Lads' and they are also willing to bargain, so feel free to make an offer if you feel you need to.
There are, investigation reveals, a few cold iron weapons in Sandpoint that could be purchased.
Upon learning this information, and subsequent discussions with Magazin about the properties of cold iron and their effect on some extraplanar creatures, Jessa gathers everyone together and offers some advice.
"I think we definitely need a weapon that will harm this creature," she says, "At the very least, we should purchase a dagger from Savah's...and maybe the crossbow bolts. I don't know that we can afford much more, unless you want to do some shopping at the Boutique."
"But, even after we get a weapon," Jessa continues, "We still have to see and catch this thing to stand any reasonable chance of putting it to the sword...err, dagger...you know what I mean!"
She fidgets a little uncomfortably and then produces a book bearing the ostentatious title of Alchemical Musings and Magical Reagents. She flips the pages to a well-marked entry. "I think this might help us, too. It's a bag of alchemical goo...sticky stuff...something that ought to pin that little gnat's wings and maybe even stick her to the wall or the floor. If I can tag her with something like this, then maybe we stand a chance of cornering her. But it doesn't come cheaply. To make it, I'd need some time...and money. I'm a little short on resources, but 25 gold pieces ought to suffice. What do you think?"
"I have 83 gp and whatever I can get for the ranceur..."
The ivory ranseur, though a bit too fancy to be practical for warfare is a real piece of art and when Savah and Voon see it, they each, independently offer to pay up to 220 gp for it.
"Okay, so it looks like it might take me awhile to get this right if I tried to make it," Jessa frowns as she reads more thoroughly through her book, "Maybe we should just ask around and see if Savah's has some...or maybe one of those other shops I've seen about town. I saw a sign on one door that sold 'Bottled Solutions' so maybe that would be the place. Or I could just ask Brodert or Master Gandethus for some advice."
"Is everyone okay with this idea?" she asks, "We can't leave that quasit down there. I'd also really like to investigate that pool...to study it...and make doubly sure no more of those horrible monsters come through it to ravage Sandpoint. We probably can't wait very long before we go back. We should rest, re-equip, and go after her with a better plan."
I attempt to talk Savah into letting me buy the cold iron longsword in exchange for my 83 goldpieces and the ranseur.
Savah accepts Eugen's offer. She purchases the Ransuer for 220 Magnimarian angels and then accepts a payment of 290 golden coins for the cold iron longsword with the option of first-choice for weapons he might choose to sell in the future.
"Nice work, Eugen. As for those sticky-thingamajigs, Jessa, I have enough funds to purchase one or two. Let's maybe get a little rest and something to eat, but we should head back down there as soon as we can."
"Nice work, Eugen. As for those sticky-thingamajigs, Jessa, I have enough funds to purchase one or two. Let's maybe get a little rest and something to eat, but we should head back down there as soon as we can."
"I agree," Jessa nods, "If you'd care to accompany me, we can go shopping for them together. I think it's probably safer if we're carrying that much coin with us. I also want to buy some more arrows from Savah's."
Then she turns to Gyorgy. "When we get back, I'd like to discuss a bit of magic with you," she says, "We should coordinate our knowledge and skill so we have the most potent spells to defeat this quasit. With Eugen's weapon, the trickery of the tanglefoot bags, and hopefully our magical might, we'll win the next time we face her."
There are tanglefoot bags for sale, so how many did you guys want to purchase? And were you going to buy any other cold iron weapons?
There are tanglefoot bags for sale, so how many did you guys want to purchase? And were you going to buy any other cold iron weapons?
Perhaps the quickest would simply be for each PC to state the money they are spending and what it is going for. Eugen has purchased his cold-iron sword.
How much is Jessa going to spend?
Is Kenzo fine buying a dagger?
Does Gyorgy want anything?
"I don't think we'll have to worry about any more of those gross monsters though. Did you see the look on the fiend's face when it made the last one and the magic well flickered and faded?!"
Looking at Jessa's sheet, she has only 4 gp. I think she needs some financial assitance to buy even one tanglefoot bag.
How much is Jessa going to spend?
"I don't think we'll have to worry about any more of those gross monsters though. Did you see the look on the fiend's face when it made the last one and the magic well flickered and faded?!"
"I don't know," Jessa replies, "I'm more concerned that if something worries her about it, then it should probably worry us that much more. So I really want a chance to examine the well and see what I can learn about it."
"Speaking of that," she realizes, "We still have those items we found down there. Some of them were magical. That scroll alone is priceless! Let me see what I can do to identify their purpose. Hopefully I'll have more information for us when I'm done."
To recap...Items from the floating chamber include:
- A bottle of wine from the Two Knight Brewery,
- A scroll with burning hands,
- An ancient Thasilon book dedicated to the worship of Lamashtu,
- An iron wand of Shocking Grasp with 28 charges.