Male Elf Bard 2
Caelwyn sustains his Oratory, "Let not Alerion's sacrifice be in vain, fight on!" and fires another arrow at Lord Corgan.
After Levistus: Move to E10 & Attack 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26 Damage 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10 woot!
Crit confirm 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10
Inspire Courage: +1 morale bonus on saving throws against charm and fear effects and a +1 competence bonus on attack and weapon damage rolls.
1 round left.
Male Human (Chelish) 1st Level Sorcerer
Giving a thin smile, "You know, now it's just a matter of pride."
Guess what? Daze again!
After Thovar's failed attack, Levistus again tries to force his way through Corgan's mental defenses, 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9, this time successfully, causing the Crocodile King to lower his guard long enough for Caelwyn to launch a final arrow to pierce deep into the aberration's flesh.
With a deafening scream of anguish, Lord Corgan slumps to the ground.
Male dwarf cleric of Abadar 2 -- 9/22 hp; Init +1; AC 17, touch 11, flat-footed 16 (+4 vs. giants); CMD 15; Fort +6, Ref +2, Will +6 (+2 vs. spells, SLAs, poison); Perception +8 (darkvision 60 ft.)
Thovar rushes to stabilize Alerion's bleeding with a quick prayer to Abadar...
Woohoo!
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Olo laughs and brings his ax down - embeding it in the creature's chest. Olo wipes the sweat from his brow and smiles at the blood on his hands. He looks around: "Close one, eh?"
After the group catches their breath and Olo sees that Thovar has stablized Alerion he turns to Levistus: "Do you mind if I keep the keyring? As a reminder of our adventure?"
And because I recalled a day or two ago that that item may just fullfill my and Thovar's faction mission!
Male Elf Bard 2
Caelwyn catches Levistus' eye and gives a barely perceptible shake of his head.
Bluff to Convey Secret Message 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17
That fulfills our mission too!
Male Human (Chelish) 1st Level Sorcerer
Levistus looks pleased that he finally managed to break Lord Corgan's will, "Now, isn't there an amulet it's wearing, or swallowed, or something that started this whole mess?"
Male dwarf cleric of Abadar 2 -- 9/22 hp; Init +1; AC 17, touch 11, flat-footed 16 (+4 vs. giants); CMD 15; Fort +6, Ref +2, Will +6 (+2 vs. spells, SLAs, poison); Perception +8 (darkvision 60 ft.)
"We'd best take our time and look around..."
Thovar will look all over the room and even a bit into the passage beyond to see what he can find. He will take as much time as he needs. If someone else who is better at searching is going to search as well, he will "aid" that person.
Perception: 20+3 = 23.
Or, aid another: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22. Success!
Male Human (Chelish) 1st Level Sorcerer
Levistus' aid other for perception: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8
Olo chugs the last of his whisky from his flask as he looks around the room for anything of value....
Perception: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 1 = 10
Male Elf Bard 2
Caelwyn joins in all the searching.
Search 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13
Rumaging through the crates and clutter around the cavern, the group finds amongst the practically worthless trinkets collected by the small troglodyte tribe, a greatsword, an expertly crafted longspear decorated with small bones and polished stones, a vial of some viscous liquid, and a set of lenses affixed to a leather mask.
Male dwarf cleric of Abadar 2 -- 9/22 hp; Init +1; AC 17, touch 11, flat-footed 16 (+4 vs. giants); CMD 15; Fort +6, Ref +2, Will +6 (+2 vs. spells, SLAs, poison); Perception +8 (darkvision 60 ft.)
"Hmmmmm..." says Thovar, and he casts detect magic....
The vial and the lenses both emanate magic. two Spellcraft checks to identify them?
Male Human (Chelish) 1st Level Sorcerer
Spellcraft checks: 1st1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22 2nd 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16
Levistus successfully identifies the liquid within the vial to be a potion of lesser restoration.
Male dwarf cleric of Abadar 2 -- 9/22 hp; Init +1; AC 17, touch 11, flat-footed 16 (+4 vs. giants); CMD 15; Fort +6, Ref +2, Will +6 (+2 vs. spells, SLAs, poison); Perception +8 (darkvision 60 ft.)
Spellcraft for the lenses: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21.
Thovar recognises the headgear as a set of Goggles of Minute Seeing.
Male dwarf cleric of Abadar 2 -- 9/22 hp; Init +1; AC 17, touch 11, flat-footed 16 (+4 vs. giants); CMD 15; Fort +6, Ref +2, Will +6 (+2 vs. spells, SLAs, poison); Perception +8 (darkvision 60 ft.)
"Hmmmm... these might be useful for someone who wants to pick locks and such."
I think we are coming to the end of this.....thank you all - this was a lot of fun. The following was my personal favorate exchange in the game....hilarious!
Hope to see some of you at Gen Con or Paizo Con!
Ed
www.swordandpaper.com.
Calixymenthillian wrote: The ugly creature stops its meal when Levistus speaks, turning the long eye-tipped tentacle to observe the new-comer.
"Me no give name!" the thing spurts at Levistus, "you rude man! You int—you inter—you stop me eating! This food time!"
The tentacle sways back and forth, appraising the sorcerer hungrily, "but maybe you not so bad... you smell tasty—er, you look er... friendly! You come closer?"
If you feel the need for a Sense Motive check to see through his clever deception, the DC is an impressive(1d20-12), think you can manage it?
Yep, we are pretty close to the end now, I'm shocked the Otyugh's cunning plan failed.
The salty breeze continues mildly from the tunnel beyond the bunks, and the Crocodile King's glassy eyes look blankly up at the Pathfinders who had brought him low.
Male dwarf cleric of Abadar 2 -- 9/22 hp; Init +1; AC 17, touch 11, flat-footed 16 (+4 vs. giants); CMD 15; Fort +6, Ref +2, Will +6 (+2 vs. spells, SLAs, poison); Perception +8 (darkvision 60 ft.)
Thovar walks further on in the tunnel ahead to see what lies beyond...
Male Human (Chelish) 1st Level Sorcerer
Hell, I say we just take a 20 searching the place for stuff and that amulet. Might have to have you cut the "King" open Olo, since I seem to remember something about him swallowing it.
P.S. Does this mean your done with our little PBP Ed? I thought we were thinking of doing some other chapters, correct me if I am wrong.
Oh, and no cons this year but hopefully, Gencon 2011 :)
Male Elf Bard 2
Caelwyn follows the dwarf, seeking a bit of fresh air to clear the stink from his nose.
Yeah, I'll be at Paizocon UK, but I'm not going to be able to make it across the Atlantic (this year anyway).
A search of the room and Corgan's belongings reveals no signs of the amulet. If someone is cutting him open, let me know who.
Thovar and Caelwyn follow the tunnel beyond the bunks for a couple of minutes, until the sounds of waves can be heard ahead, and beams of sunlight pierce the darkness.
Levistus wrote: [ooc]P.S. Does this mean your done with our little PBP Ed? I thought we were thinking of doing some other chapters, correct me if I am wrong.
Oh, and no cons this year but hopefully, Gencon 2011 :)
I loved this - I think PFS lends itself extermely well to PBP, and this is a great group to play with. I'm happy to do more. I also want to run one but I wouldn't be able to run one until late May...doing a lot of traveling for work, etc...
So if anyone is willing to GM and there's room....Olo is ready for more blood spilling!
Male Human (Chelish) 1st Level Sorcerer
Calixymenthillian wrote: If someone is cutting him open, let me know who. This sounds like a job for Olo.
Getting Olomorn's attention Levistus' points at the Crocodile King's body, "I believe what we seek is in the aberrations stomach. Would you be so kind as to do the honors?" Levistus' covers his nose and mouth with a silk handkerchief he pulled out from somewhere but does not look away.
Yep, I'll just fill in the PA/Gold gained sections and the GM info at the bottom so you can print them out and fill in the rest yourselves. You might want to put your email into a spoiler to make it more difficult for spammers to get hold of.
I'm happy to run another in a little while, but I'd like to give Tambric a spin first.
"Hmmm...let's make sure we tried everything...."
Olo grunts and hacks the creature's head off with his ax. He then slices the creature's belly open and removes the guts and searches for anything of value. Olo has a thin smile as he goes about his grisly task. "My grandfather was a butcher...no patience for it myself," he says with a chuckle.
Slicing into the aberration's stomach, a wave of stench washes over the dwarf, but after a little rooting around, he finds a half digested chunk of troglodyte flesh, an emerald amulet carved into the shape of an eye, and a fairly large chunk of his own beard.
Calixymenthillian wrote: Slicing into the aberration's stomach, a wave of stench washes over the dwarf, but after a little rooting around, he finds a half digested chunk of troglodyte flesh, an emerald amulet carved into the shape of an eye, and a fairly large chunk of his own beard. Olo chucks the amulet over his shoulder towards Levistus.
"Careful friend, I would hate for this damned thing to take over your mind and force me to cut off your head."
Olo holds the beard piece in his bloody hands for a moment...
"Rude bastard - it'll take me a month to grow that back," he grunts but then chuckles: "But I have your head for a souvenir! He, he, he...."
Olo gets to his feet. "By the forge! I could eat an entire pig! Let us be off and back to the lodge to eat!"
Male Human (Chelish) 1st Level Sorcerer
Is there any reason that Levistus' would not just think it's just a good idea to smash the amulet? Knowledge arcana or something.
You can make a Knowledge(Arcana) and an Intelligence or Wisdom check.
Male Elf Bard 2
Uhm, because our venture captain wants it?
P.S. can Thovar and I see outside?
Caelwyn wrote: Uhm, because our venture captain wants it?
P.S. can Thovar and I see outside?
That was what the Int/Wis check was for.
As Thovar and Caelwyn continue onwards, the tunnel opens out onto a narrow ledge on a seaside cliff, a small trail leads up to the ridge above.
Male Elf Bard 2
Caelwyn breathes deeply of the fresh air before turning to Thovar, "Well I do believe we have found our way out... Especially considering that young Maren is doubtless expecting us to return the amulet if we find it. Can't have that!" Caelwyn grins, taking another deep breath.
I might be willing to run the next module/whatever... but we'll have to discuss who has done what & etc. (not to mention recruit a replacement for our sneaky rogue!)
Male Human (Chelish) 1st Level Sorcerer
LOL, forgot about what our Venture-captain wanted.
Knowledge (Arcana): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20
Male Human (Chelish) 1st Level Sorcerer
Calix:
With a deep frown, "We should be rid of the amulet swiftly and keep an eye on one another for suspicious behavior while we do it. It's.....occupant is still very much active and a threat."
Male Human (Chelish) 1st Level Sorcerer
Saying both aloud and in his head, "Power?! What do you know of power? All I saw was a simple spell any acolyte could cast." Turning to his companions, "He's trying to convince me to put the amulet on. Let's take him to the venture-captain before he annoys me enough that I do something rash."
Male Elf Bard 2
Caelwyn comes back in to see what has become of half of the group, and hears one half of Levistus' stuggle. "Might I suggest that you place the amulet in a pouch of some sort? Touching an amulet of power and dubious morality with your bare hands might not be the best of ideas." He holds out his belt pouch, opened.
Caelwyn wrote: Caelwyn comes back in to see what has become of half of the group, and hears one half of Levistus' stuggle. "Might I suggest that you place the amulet in a pouch of some sort? Touching an amulet of power and dubious morality with your bare hands might not be the best of ideas." He holds out his belt pouch, opened. Olo smiles and nods in agreement: "What he said."
Male Human (Chelish) 1st Level Sorcerer
"No, no, it says you can't be trusted. Especially Olo. I think he intends to become powerful in the arcane arts." He drops the amulet in the belt pouch held by Caelwyn and wipes his hands together indicating he has washed his hands of it.
Male dwarf cleric of Abadar 2 -- 9/22 hp; Init +1; AC 17, touch 11, flat-footed 16 (+4 vs. giants); CMD 15; Fort +6, Ref +2, Will +6 (+2 vs. spells, SLAs, poison); Perception +8 (darkvision 60 ft.)
"Well, you could always just eat it," says Thovar... helpfully.
Male Human (Chelish) 1st Level Sorcerer
Raising an eyebrow, "Just like a dwarf....always thinking with your stomach."
Male Elf Bard 2
Caelwyn chuckles at Levistus' jibe while he pulls tight the strings on the pouch, careful not to touch what is inside, before securely reattaching it to his belt. Caelwyn indicates the other exit towards the sea, "It seems we have found our way out. As I mentioned to Thovar earlier, we might want to avoid seeing Maren again, considering he might request that we return the amulet. If Adril requests, we can come back later to inform Maren of our success... but by then the amulet will be safely 'disposed of.'"
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