We're entering ourselves in to a kind of gladiatorial combat, but we're not entirely sure why. We tracked down the bust of a pathfinder—which is actually the pathfinder himself, turned to stone and missing some parts—to the owner of the gladiator arena, and then wondered what we were meant to do next. A bit of […]
My door's broken in! There also seems to be a copper standing next to it, and as Brennan, Ganelon, and I are walking back there to meet up with Skelra and Afutavere I am keen to find out what's gone wrong. I'm stopped short, however, by what looks like a homunculus of Skelra, jigging around […]
The screaming demon head has somehow drawn some unwanted attention. The city authorities bang on my door demanding to be let in. Only Skelra and a rather absent-looking Afutavere are inside the house, and an intelligent wizard and charismatic elf should be able to talk their way out of a simple dilemma that, once the […]
Skelra is concerned that the demon head is screaming because it is in pain, being just a head, so he offers it a healing potion. The GM makes him stop and think, though, at which point he is forced to realise a potion of cure moderate wounds probably wouldn't restore the demon's body. Instead, the […]
We have the Chelish Crux and are out of the Asmodean Knot. I suppose we should take the Crux to the pathfinder who asked us to retrieve it. Or we could open it first, just in case. We don't know what will happen and it may be best to be prepared. 'If we open this […]
'Stick my head under?' Ganelon's not too happy about having to dunk himself in the slimy, probably diseased water in order to locate our drowning elf. 'Do I have to?' He smooshes his foot around a bit instead, bumping it in to what could be the elf's body, or maybe the elf's corpse. I dash […]
The elf is submerged and soon to drown. The Outcast King has all its tentacles swiping at the rest of us, a couple of them wielding swords. Thankfully, I have a silvered weapon that is getting through the monster's damage reduction, and Ganelon is using his ability to smite evil to full effect. Ganelon swings […]
With all its tentacles now free, having dropped our dying elf in to the murky waters to drown, the Outcast King can flail away with its full five attacks against the rest of us. Or it could, if it weren't blinded. 'Being blind, does it still know which square its attackers are in?', asks the […]
The Outcast King has risen from the shallow depths of some slimy water and is grappling our elven ranger. The constricting grip of his tentacle is crushing the life out of Afutavere, who is almost on his last breath. 'Go limp! Play dead!' I cry out, hoping that acting like a rag doll will convince […]
We stumble in to what looks like a disused storeroom in the Asmodean Knot. There are bits and pieces stashed everywhere, and a small source of magic tempts Brennan and Afutavere in to look for it. They are both somewhat startled, but not surprised, when an atrophied humanoid stumbles out from behind something and starts […]