GM NotEspi's Confirmation 1 (Standard) (Inactive)

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Initiative:

[dice=Thing(s)]1d20 + x[/dice]
[dice=Aurora]1d20 + 4[/dice]
[dice=Blossom]1d20 + 3[/dice]
[dice=Brynjar]1d20 + 1[/dice]
[dice=Minmaximus]1d20 + 3[/dice]
[dice=Nattia]1d20 + 2[/dice]
[dice=Taleck]1d20 + 5[/dice]
[dice=Utara]1d20 + 4[/dice]


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Sovereign Court

Female Halfling Cavalier (1) Init+2 HP 12/12 AC 17 T12 FF 15 Fort+4 Ref+2 Wil+1

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Liberty's Edge

Female Aasimar Unchained Summoner 1|HP 9/9|AC: 16/T:14/FF:12|Perception +0, Darkvision 60'|F:+1/R:+4/W:+2; +2 vs death effects|CMB:-1|CMD: 13|Speed 30|Init. +4

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Dark Archive

HP 55/55; AC 14, T 14, FF 10; CMD 16; Init +4, Perc +1; F +6, R+9, W+8

Minmaximus! is alive!


The invitation delivered last night was remarkably simple, especially given the importance of the occasion: "Start where it all began. Meet us at the Pig’s Paunch one hour before dawn."

The Pig’s Paunch is a run-down building with a faded sign of a large pig standing on its hind legs, arms folded above a corpulent belly. Inside, the air is thick with the scents of human sweat, stale tobacco, and leftover food. In the center of the room, surrounded by inebriates sleeping off their revelries, a familiar elven man stands high upon top of a large round table.

"Welcome! Welcome, my students! Please, have a seat!"

With that, Kreighton Shaine, the Pathfinder Society’s Master of Scrolls, nimbly drops down to sit cross-legged on the table before looking about the tavern with a sense of reverent wonder: "Can you believe it? It all started here years ago—well, over four hundred of them at least. Under this very roof the Pathfinder Society was born."

"But today! Today you will begin your Confirmation! Master Farabellus, Master Zey, and I all agree you each have shown your worth and dedication to the Society, so there’s no better time to see if you can handle becoming full field operatives. Allow me to introduce you to Janira Gavix." he says as he motions for an excitable halfling woman to approach. She wears a large backpack and carries all manner of tools, pouches, and scroll cases around her waist.

Shaine continues, saying, "Janira here will be going with you on your Confirmation. She was one of my brightest pupils and will no doubt be an invaluable resource on your journey, for she discovered the caves you are about to explore during her own Confirmation."

Janira speaks up in an enthusiastic and cheerful voice: "Greetings, aspiring Pathfinders! Six months ago, while I was mapping cave entrances in the foothills of the Kortos Mounts, I witnessed a lone gillman entering a concealed cave. I thought little of it at the time, but I saw another one enter the cave again a month later as my Confirmation stretched on. A few days later, after I completed my assigned task, I entered the cave system, but was unable to find the gillmen."

Master Shaine hops to his feet. "Initiates, for your Confirmation, you will travel to these caves to explore and document its many passages. Additionally, and most importantly, you are to learn what the gillmen are up to in there. Oh, and you need to come back alive as well." With these parting words, the Master of Scrolls jumps off the table and strolls out of the building while humming to himself.

Knowledge Geography 10:

At the center of the Isle of Kortos stand the Kortos Mounts, the points on the island.

Knowledge Geography 15:

Entire tribes of centaurs, harpies, and minotaurs constantly vie for territory up and around the mounts, with harpies being the most common at higher altitudes and centaurs controlling the lower slopes and foothills.

Knowledge History 15:

Also known as the Low Azlanti, the gillmen are an amphibious humanoid race believed to be the last descendants of the ancient Azlanti people.

Knowledge History 20:

During Earthfall, the Starstone struck Golarion and destroyed the human empires of Thassilon and Azlant. It is said that gillmen’s ancestors survived the cataclysmic event because they received the blessing of an aquatic entity that allowed them to breath underwater.

Knowledge History 25:

Most scholars believe the terrifying aboleths were responsible for the gillmen’s transformation. Any alliance between them appears to have fallen apart over the millennia, however, and the gillmen are now an independent people.

Liberty's Edge

Male Ulfen Unchained Barbarian (Sea Reaver) 1|HP 14/14|AC: 18/T:11/FF:17|Perception +5, |F:+4/R:+1/W:+1;|CMD: 16|Init. +1

Geography, untrained: 1d20 ⇒ 1 I know nothing!

"If we wish to know of these Gillmen, why do we not travel of the sea. We are on an island, and there is sea all around. Surely that would be the best place to study them."


Janira lifts her head to look at Brynjar while responding to his question, but her hands keep rummaging through her backpack, apparently looking for something.

"We are not interested in the Gillmen specifically. We wish to know why are they going into those caves. Naturally, information is best when acquired first-hand, so we want to go there ourselves."

Finally finding what she was looking for, she produces a large leather-bound journal from her backpack and puts it on the table.

Liberty's Edge

Female Aasimar Unchained Summoner 1|HP 9/9|AC: 16/T:14/FF:12|Perception +0, Darkvision 60'|F:+1/R:+4/W:+2; +2 vs death effects|CMB:-1|CMD: 13|Speed 30|Init. +4

Geography: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11

A slender human-looking female with brown eyes and fiery red hair wearing a dancer's outfit is seated with the group. She would look more like an entertainer than a Pathfinder if it were not for the crossbow and dagger she carried.

Seated next to her is a more exotic creature, with a female torso, but a serpentine body covered with iridescent scales. This creature has a longbow strung over her back but idly practices fingering the harp she carries while the tip of her tail sways like a metronome.

I haven't been to the mountains yet, I've mostly been running errands between here and Kortos. It will be nice to get out of the cities and explore inland.

Oh, I do hope these gillmen are friendly.

The Exchange

Male N Human (“Kellid”) Alchemist (Grenadier) 1 | HP: 10/10| AC: 16, 13 Tch, 13 Fl) | CMB: +2, CMD: 15 | F: +3, R: +5, W: +1 | Init: +5 | Perc: +5, SM: +1 | Speed 30ft | Bomb: 5/6 | Infusions: 1st cure light wounds, expeditious retreat | Active conditions: +30ft speed

Taleck tries to remember his training and what he learnt while spending time in the Grand Lodge libraries.

knowledge (geography), untrained (max 10): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14

knowledge (history): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26

"It could be interesting to actually speak with one of these Gillmen to learn their ways. I read that they were descended from the ancient precursor to humans from Atlant. There was also a theory that horrid Aboleths changed the Gillmen to who they are today, and i certainly don't want to bump in to one of those creatures!"

Taleck shudders at the thought of encountering an ancient evil aberration.

"Well if we're taking notes i'll need to pick up a new notebook. I filled my last one up with notes during the last lecture i attended."

Dark Archive

HP 55/55; AC 14, T 14, FF 10; CMD 16; Init +4, Perc +1; F +6, R+9, W+8

Knowledge History: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13

"He jests. For surely my success is a foregone conclusion!" The young man is thin and pale, with stringy black hair with a greasy tinge to it. The only remarkable feature about him is a large rune seemingly tattooed onto his face. It defines him and grants him a somewhat angry tint to his features, even when he smiles.

"For I am Minmaximus, last scion of Karzoug the Claimer! Inheritor to the blood of Runelords and the power of the cosmos! I will discover these secrets and woe betide any who attempt to stand against me!" Having nearly stood during his speech, he looks around and suddenly sits, looking sullen.


After putting the book on the table in front of her, Janira takes a while to look at Blossom working the harp. After the Aurora, Taleck, and Minmaximus (Is the exclamation part of the name?) speak, she briefly laughs: "Well - while you don't seem to lack enthusiasm,", she says jokingly, "you do seem to lack this...

She opens the book and reveals a stack of clear papers.

She continues speaking while handing each agent a few pages: "Use these to make notes of the cave system. Anything of interest or usefulness to the society will do. I'll go with you, so we can put the notes in my scroll case if you don't have your own. The paper is of good quality, and shouldn't fall apart. Naturally, burning it or having it in humid conditions for a longer period will be an issue. It's paper. Not a metal sheet."

She sits down after handing out the sheets, and takes a breath.

"Right! I am sure you are curious - and eager. That said - if there's anything else you'd like to share or ask, go ahead."

Dark Archive

HP 55/55; AC 14, T 14, FF 10; CMD 16; Init +4, Perc +1; F +6, R+9, W+8

Not really, but it seemed to fit the concept. :) I'm also buying a waterproof bag for 5 silver before we leave. It would seem to be a good idea for a wizard...

Minmaximus accepts the papers, checking them for craftsmanship before putting them away. "I am ready to depart. Lead on, Janira Garvix."

Liberty's Edge

Male Ulfen Unchained Barbarian (Sea Reaver) 1|HP 14/14|AC: 18/T:11/FF:17|Perception +5, |F:+4/R:+1/W:+1;|CMD: 16|Init. +1

Brynjar looks at the paper, back to the Halfling, and back to the paper. He runs his hand across the paper, looking like he's trying to hide any confusion. "I'm not used to your Absalom ways, but I will be sure to use this instead of a leaves and grass."

Dark Archive

Male Warpriest 4 | Active conditions: Human Form. | HP: 32 (-0) | AC: 21 (14 Tch, 17 Fl) | CMD: 17 | F: +6, R: +5, W: +6 | Init: +4 | Perc: +6, SM: +2 | Speed 30ft |
Specials:
Blessing 5/5; Fervor 4/4; Disguise Self 2/2; Soul Drinker 1/1 | Spells: 1st 4/4; 2nd 2/2|

Well, I suppose it's better than retrieving a bottle of ail for Dreng. I really should have my contract revised... considers the seemingly human male as he listens to the others.

"Janira? We met once before at the Wounded Wisp. SinCE then, my travels have been shall we say cold... Should we expect chilly conditions in these mountains?" He asks of the halfling as he fingers the sleeves of a fur coat.

Overall the man seems unremarkable. A symbol hanging from his neck marks his allegiance to the Dark Prince . His overflowing backpack, firm grip on a dark, wooden shield and the mace hanging at his waist signify his travels.


Janira gives Brynjar a puzzled look. "You write on leaves?" Once the message settles in, she lets out a quiet "Oh", and returns to her breakfast with an indication of a hearty smile on her lips. She quickly changes the subject after Utara's inquiry.

"Yes, I recall. Did you find what you were looking for? As for your question - no, probably not. I've been there in the mountains this time of the year on my journeys, and the weather wasn't a bother at all... Maybe a bit windy, but that's about it."

No Wisp spoilers, please. We might have people who didn't play it here, though the chances are probably low.

Sovereign Court

Female Halfling Cavalier (1) Init+2 HP 12/12 AC 17 T12 FF 15 Fort+4 Ref+2 Wil+1

Sorry, work meeting all day...

A young halfling woman in a chain shirt, carrying a small sized battle axe, comes to meet and greet you.

Sorry, I hope i'm not too late. I am Nattia Radmij, and I have the honor to serve the Pathfinders, being an apprentice myself. I had to check on Ruffin before I meet you. He wanted to come with me, and he can be quite stubborn. How can I be of any help?

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"Other than these Aboleths he speaks of. What other foes will we face to bathe ourselves in glory and honor in these mountains."


Janira nods at the halfling: "A bit, but we'll fill you in on the way."

She focuses her attention towards Brynjar: "I doubt we will be able to find any aboleth in the mountains, but if that is your thing, cantaur, harpy and minotaur tribes fight for territory just underneath Kortos Mounts. With any luck, we should be able to avoid a confrontation."

Liberty's Edge RPG Superstar Season 9 Top 16

"I do not believe in luck. Each man must make his own fate. Perhaps we could bring back one head of each to mount here on the walls so we can repeat the tales to all during our revelries."

The Exchange

Male N Human (“Kellid”) Alchemist (Grenadier) 1 | HP: 10/10| AC: 16, 13 Tch, 13 Fl) | CMB: +2, CMD: 15 | F: +3, R: +5, W: +1 | Init: +5 | Perc: +5, SM: +1 | Speed 30ft | Bomb: 5/6 | Infusions: 1st cure light wounds, expeditious retreat | Active conditions: +30ft speed

Taleck takes the paper and places it in his formula book for safe keeping.

"All of those creatures would surely make for a bad day. I hope for a much less eventful trip myself. I believe i'm ready to set of though."


Janira stands up and addresses all of you again.

"Okay folks, we should probably roll out if we are to make it on time. I see we have a nice mix of drive for adventure and caution. Go make some shopping if you need, and we can meet in an hour here and go. What do you say?"

If anyone wishes to make any last minute purchases, go ham!

Liberty's Edge

Female Aasimar Unchained Summoner 1|HP 9/9|AC: 16/T:14/FF:12|Perception +0, Darkvision 60'|F:+1/R:+4/W:+2; +2 vs death effects|CMB:-1|CMD: 13|Speed 30|Init. +4

Aurora decides to upgrade her and blossom's ammunition as well as a second flask of acid. (flask of acid, 10 cold iron durable crossbow bolts, 10 cold iron durable arrows, total cost 50 gp.)

Dark Archive

Male Warpriest 4 | Active conditions: Human Form. | HP: 32 (-0) | AC: 21 (14 Tch, 17 Fl) | CMD: 17 | F: +6, R: +5, W: +6 | Init: +4 | Perc: +6, SM: +2 | Speed 30ft |
Specials:
Blessing 5/5; Fervor 4/4; Disguise Self 2/2; Soul Drinker 1/1 | Spells: 1st 4/4; 2nd 2/2|

Sorry bout that. I'll pay closer attention to what I'm posting.

Grinning at Brynjar's comment, he considers I think I'm going to like that one.

Nodding, he advises "Sounds good. I'm ready when you all are."


@Utara - you didn't post anything spoilery, so no worries. Just a precaution.

The agents depart after the post-purchase meetup. Janira takes the lead, and to your surprise, she is fairly swift on her feet. The slower members of the group might have trouble keeping up. The journey through the City at the Center of the World is swift and without incident, and the long trek across the Cairnlands provides a great opportunity to discuss various topics, and Janira is happy to chip in on any discussion the group has. Most of the journey is uneventful, and Janira points out some of the local landmarks - siege towers, distinct flora and fauna - all visible from the path. She also fills in any information missed by latecomers. *cough* Nattia *cough* As the sun is about to set, Janira stops at a clearing: "We should set up camp inside the forest, near the edge. The foot of Kortos Mounts is just beyond.", she points towards a dense stand of trees ahead. "We didn't stumble into any centaurs, but if they see a fire in a clearing like this they will likely come investigate. Not to mention harpies."

Urging the party to continue following, she walks into the midst of the dense growth of tree trunks. After finding a sufficiently large opening and consulting the group, she starts setting up her tent. Doing so, she produces some firewood from her backpack.

"I'm sure you are all tired from the journey, but there's enough of us. We can split and take shifts with the watch."

There's a night of resting before us, you may change and/or swap out spells / replenish daily ability pools if you need to.

Sovereign Court

Female Halfling Cavalier (1) Init+2 HP 12/12 AC 17 T12 FF 15 Fort+4 Ref+2 Wil+1

Nattia dismounts from her large dog, which she refers to as "Ruffin".

This is a fine place to rest. Plenty of trees for Ruffin. I am willing to take guardian duties, of course.

She takes the saddle off the dog, and brushes it.

The Exchange

Male N Human (“Kellid”) Alchemist (Grenadier) 1 | HP: 10/10| AC: 16, 13 Tch, 13 Fl) | CMB: +2, CMD: 15 | F: +3, R: +5, W: +1 | Init: +5 | Perc: +5, SM: +1 | Speed 30ft | Bomb: 5/6 | Infusions: 1st cure light wounds, expeditious retreat | Active conditions: +30ft speed

"Your companion seems very loyal Nattia. Did you train him yourself." says Taleck as he sorts out a few alchemical items from his pack.

Sovereign Court

Female Halfling Cavalier (1) Init+2 HP 12/12 AC 17 T12 FF 15 Fort+4 Ref+2 Wil+1

We kind of grew up together. But now he's taller than me, of course.

She giggles and smiles

I think it would be truer to say that we trained each other. Funny thing is, when I was younger, and even smaller, I was afraid of dogs. I guess I can still be afraid of dogs, but Ruffin is so much more than a dog to me that I am not only unafraid of him, but I feel safer when he's here. Do you like dogs, or are you more a cat person? And I'm sorry, but I'm not sure of your name...

Liberty's Edge

Male Ulfen Unchained Barbarian (Sea Reaver) 1|HP 14/14|AC: 18/T:11/FF:17|Perception +5, |F:+4/R:+1/W:+1;|CMD: 16|Init. +1

"I don't think I'm a dog person or a cat person. I prefer cattle and pigs. Dogs and cats aren't usually very meaty. On a long journey, you must make due with such beasts though. Cat is similar to rabbit in a way."

As the fire gets started, Brynjar seems to scan the treetops while holding his axe, as if waiting for a harpy to ascend on their camp.

Dark Archive

HP 55/55; AC 14, T 14, FF 10; CMD 16; Init +4, Perc +1; F +6, R+9, W+8

Minmaximus sighs deeply whenever Brynjar talks, as if the very act were somehow tiring to him. "You know, Ulfen, in civilized parts we do not speak of eating pets. It is considered very poor manners."

Sovereign Court

Female Halfling Cavalier (1) Init+2 HP 12/12 AC 17 T12 FF 15 Fort+4 Ref+2 Wil+1

Nattia does a yuckie face at the mention of eating cats.

Liberty's Edge

Female Aasimar Unchained Summoner 1|HP 9/9|AC: 16/T:14/FF:12|Perception +0, Darkvision 60'|F:+1/R:+4/W:+2; +2 vs death effects|CMB:-1|CMD: 13|Speed 30|Init. +4

But dogs make decent guards with their keen ears, so they have an important role in society. Cats I never really understood though they are so demanding and fickle.

Nothing to replenish or prepare for Aurora.

Dark Archive

Male Warpriest 4 | Active conditions: Human Form. | HP: 32 (-0) | AC: 21 (14 Tch, 17 Fl) | CMD: 17 | F: +6, R: +5, W: +6 | Init: +4 | Perc: +6, SM: +2 | Speed 30ft |
Specials:
Blessing 5/5; Fervor 4/4; Disguise Self 2/2; Soul Drinker 1/1 | Spells: 1st 4/4; 2nd 2/2|

Glancing at the two discussing eating cats and their uselessness, Utara raises an eye. "Personally, I relate much better to cats than dogs. But in a pinch, many creatures have their uses."

"I've never seen an harpy or centaur. They perish in normal fashions? As for watches, I'll do my share. Not too good at seeing in the dark so, I'd prefer taking the dawn."

I'll swap out Bless for CLW


The rest of the night remains rather uneventful, except the odd animal noise here and there. The party gets a good night's sleep, and after your morning rituals and packing, you head off deeper into the forest. After not too much time, the trees towering overhead begin to shield most of what remains of the day’s sun and the vegetation beneath grows denser. Janira pauses a moment and pulls out an intricate silver compass emblazoned with the Pathfinder Society logo: the Glyph of the Open Road. "I received this wayfinder when I successfully completed my Confirmation. Should we be successful on our journey, you will get your own as well."

She flips open the device and holds it in front of her; the initials J. L. are engraved into the inside of the device’s lid. After studying the compass inside for a moment, she remarks, "We’re on the right path. We need to keep heading northwest past those large rocks up ahead." Most of the trees in this section of the forest have trunks that are too big for any creatures to share their space. Sporadic patches of light undergrowth provide areas for creatures to hide while restricting movement for those passing through.

A large rock outcropping to the east rises nearly 20 feet above the forest floor, and a small sinkhole to the northwest drops off sharply, descending to the ground 10 feet below.

A horse-like creature with a hooked beak, hawk wings, and talons sits on top of the rock, observing a similar creature feasting on a dead weasel nearby. When you enter the area, the creature on the rock notices you and screeches, alerting the other one to your presence.

Kn. Arcana 11:

The creatures you see are hippogriffs, although they are very young. As a species, hippogriffs are known to be very territorial and may attack on sight if not properly trained. Adult hippogriffs are often used as mounts by some elite companies of mounted soldiers, patrolling the skies and swooping down on unsuspecting enemies.

For every 5 you beat the DC by, you get to ask an additional question.

Both creatures look in your direction and set their sights on Ruffin, you could swear you saw one of them lick the beak nested under its hungry eyes.

Initiative:

Thing(s): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21
Aurora: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20
Blossom: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11
Brynjar: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
Minmaximus: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9
Nattia: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18
Taleck: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17
Utara: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15
Janira: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16

Order - Turn 1:
Creatures
Aurora
Nattia
Taleck
Janira
Utara
Blossom
Minmaximus
Brynjar

Map link is int he campaign header


The creatures take flight after sighting you, flying in circles above the group and calculating their chances.

Order - Turn 1 - Bold may act
Creatures
Aurora
Nattia
Taleck
Janira
Utara
Blossom
Minmaximus
Brynjar

Liberty's Edge

Male Ulfen Unchained Barbarian (Sea Reaver) 1|HP 14/14|AC: 18/T:11/FF:17|Perception +5, |F:+4/R:+1/W:+1;|CMD: 16|Init. +1

"Get down here and fight you filthy beasts! I'll mount your head over my hearth!"

Ready Action to attack if one of them comes in range of my axe.

Spoiler:

Readied Attack,power attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23 for 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11 dmg.

Dark Archive

HP 55/55; AC 14, T 14, FF 10; CMD 16; Init +4, Perc +1; F +6, R+9, W+8

Minmaximus frowns. "Foolish beasts! If it's death you desire, it is death you shall gain!"

Ready action to cast color spray as soon as one of the beasts get within 15'. Will Save DC 15!

Liberty's Edge

Female Aasimar Unchained Summoner 1|HP 9/9|AC: 16/T:14/FF:12|Perception +0, Darkvision 60'|F:+1/R:+4/W:+2; +2 vs death effects|CMB:-1|CMD: 13|Speed 30|Init. +4

Nature: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18

Do they have any special attacks?

Hippogriffs! They are probably hungry. They look like younglings, perhaps out on their first hunt. They might be trainable still. If we capture them alive they might be valuable.

As they closed in, Aurora draws her dagger and take a defensive posture.

Total Defense (AC=20).

Liberty's Edge

Female Serpentine Azata Eidolon HP 6/6|AC:15/T:13/FF:12|Perception +4, Darkvision 60'|F:+1/R:+5/W:+2|CMB:+2|CMD: 15|Speed 20, climb 20|Init. +3

Taking the advice of her summoner, Blossom takes out her bow, steps closer and fires a blunt arrow to try to stun the creature.

Attack: 1d20 + 4 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 + 1 - 4 = 21
Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7 non-lethal bludgeoning

Confirm: 1d20 + 4 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 + 1 - 4 = 6
Extra Damage: 2d8 + 2 ⇒ (1, 7) + 2 = 10


Aurora:

They have several talons that look like they hurt when used. Besides the beaks, that is.

Sovereign Court

Female Halfling Cavalier (1) Init+2 HP 12/12 AC 17 T12 FF 15 Fort+4 Ref+2 Wil+1

Nattia waits until the creatures are close, as she has no range weapon

Delay

The Exchange

Male N Human (“Kellid”) Alchemist (Grenadier) 1 | HP: 10/10| AC: 16, 13 Tch, 13 Fl) | CMB: +2, CMD: 15 | F: +3, R: +5, W: +1 | Init: +5 | Perc: +5, SM: +1 | Speed 30ft | Bomb: 5/6 | Infusions: 1st cure light wounds, expeditious retreat | Active conditions: +30ft speed

Taleck looks over the creatures and tries to remember if he has read anything about theses creatures.

knowledge (arcana): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13

Nothing comes to mind at this time.

He steps towards one of the creatures and tries to throw one of his bombs to hurt the flying beast and or maybe just scare it away.

thrown bomb, point blank: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 4 + 1 = 19

thrown bomb, point blank: 1d6 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 3 + 1 = 6

Dark Archive

Male Warpriest 4 | Active conditions: Human Form. | HP: 32 (-0) | AC: 21 (14 Tch, 17 Fl) | CMD: 17 | F: +6, R: +5, W: +6 | Init: +4 | Perc: +6, SM: +2 | Speed 30ft |
Specials:
Blessing 5/5; Fervor 4/4; Disguise Self 2/2; Soul Drinker 1/1 | Spells: 1st 4/4; 2nd 2/2|

Watching the beasts take flight, Utara sighs. His form begins to shimmer as a tail shoots out of his backside. Fur covering his body, his face elongated into a snout.

Looking upwards, he growls "Face us proper!"

Move action shift to fox form.

Sovereign Court

Female Halfling Cavalier (1) Init+2 HP 12/12 AC 17 T12 FF 15 Fort+4 Ref+2 Wil+1

Note to GM: with my lance, I should have reach


Assuming you attacked the same one here (cyan).

@Nattia - Noted.

One of the young beasts screeches in pain as he group lets lose an onslaught of words, and some more lethal - material things.Janira feels like joining the frey and draws her crossbow: "Alright, flying ponies, come taste the salt of my skin!", she urges the hippogriffs to action, somehow boosting the morale of the group.

Inspire courage - +1 morale bonus vs charm/fear; +1 competence bonus to Atk and Dmg

With that said, the hipogriffs swoop in to take a nice chunk out of Ruffin.

AoOs are provoked. Brynjar, Utara and Nattia

Bite Cyan: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 161d4 ⇒ 1
Bite Orange: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 111d4 ⇒ 4

Assuming he doesn't get flim-flammed by Utara, The wounded hippogriff pecks a small patch of fur from Ruffin. The other one just awkwardly snaps at air.

Order - Turn 1 - Bold may act
Creatures (O: 0; C: -6,-7 NL)
Aurora
Nattia
Taleck
Janira
Utara
Blossom
Minmaximus
Brynjar

Note: Janira may or may not possess the ability to communicate with beasts, and she may or may not have provoked the hippogriffs into action with this mystical and secret ability. With that said, I would not worry about it if I were you.

Liberty's Edge

Male Ulfen Unchained Barbarian (Sea Reaver) 1|HP 14/14|AC: 18/T:11/FF:17|Perception +5, |F:+4/R:+1/W:+1;|CMD: 16|Init. +1

Brynjar follows up his attack with a great swing of his axe. "Take this you beast!

Attack orange if it's still up at my turn. If not, move to the second one and attack it instead.

Power Attack: 1d20 + 5 - 1 ⇒ (10) + 5 - 1 = 14 for 1d8 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 4 + 2 = 9 damage.


*cough* AoOs are provoked. Brynjar, Utara and Nattia (may take a swing) *cough*

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First attack above will be taken as an AoO, then normal action attack below. No change to actions.

Power Attack: 1d20 + 5 - 1 ⇒ (3) + 5 - 1 = 7.

Sovereign Court

Female Halfling Cavalier (1) Init+2 HP 12/12 AC 17 T12 FF 15 Fort+4 Ref+2 Wil+1

Lance attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 2 = 20
Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

Mounted Combat vs Dc 16: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 5 = 22

Mounted Combat (Combat)
You are adept at guiding your mount through combat.
Prerequisite: Ride 1 rank.
Benefit: Once per round when your mount is hit in combat, you may attempt a Ride check (as an immediate action) to negate the hit. The hit is negated if your Ride check result is greater than the opponent's attack roll.

At the last moment, the halfling rider helps his mount to dodge the incoming assault, and the hippogriff gets a good taste of Nattia's lance instead

Dark Archive

HP 55/55; AC 14, T 14, FF 10; CMD 16; Init +4, Perc +1; F +6, R+9, W+8

Minmaximus moves up beside the blue hippogriff and casts color spray defensively! Concentration DC 17: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7 But his spell fails to go off...

Dark Archive

Male Warpriest 4 | Active conditions: Human Form. | HP: 32 (-0) | AC: 21 (14 Tch, 17 Fl) | CMD: 17 | F: +6, R: +5, W: +6 | Init: +4 | Perc: +6, SM: +2 | Speed 30ft |
Specials:
Blessing 5/5; Fervor 4/4; Disguise Self 2/2; Soul Drinker 1/1 | Spells: 1st 4/4; 2nd 2/2|

As the beasts flies unto range, the fox-man lashes out, trying to get a taste.

AoO Bite: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15
Bite Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 2

Assuming it's still up

Grinning maliciously, he takes another bite of the creature.

Bite Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14
damage: 1d6 ⇒ 2

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