Rise of the Runelords (Inactive)

Game Master Awenydd83


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It is the Swallowtail Festival in Sandpoint. The festival is in the square in front of the cathedral in Sandpoint and celebrates the church's restoration, after it caught on fire a few years ago.

Mayor Deverin gets up on the podium to speak.
"Hello all. Welcome to our festivities. I ask everyone to please give a moment of silence to commemorate those who perished in last years fire...

Do not let sad memories ruin our day. Thank you all for contributing to such a large turnout. And now a word from Sheriff Belor Hemlock!"

Sheriff Hemlock
"Yes thank you all for coming to this festival. Just a few quick reminders. Be mindful of your belongings. Drunken and disorderly conduct is not allowed in Sandpoint. And please be careful at the bonfire tonight. And now Cyrdak Drokkus."

Cyrdak Drokkus
"Yes thank you Sheriff for bringing our spirits down. That's not what that festival is for. We're all here to have a good time. It has taken us many years to finance this restoration. Not to worry! Please stop by at the Sandpoint Theater for lot of live entertainment."

Drokkus steps off the stage and the Mayor takes the stage again.

Mayor Deverin
"Lord Lonjiku Kaijitsu was scheduled to speak, but he has taken ill and cannot be with us today. Now Father Zantus."

Father Zantus
"I declare the Swallow Festival Underway!"

These is a full bazaar as well as several games the PCs can take part in. There are games of hide and seek, balancing, tug of war, and of course a drinking contest.

Grand Lodge

Male Elf Arcanist L1 | AC12 (16) T12 FF10 (14) | HP: 7/7 | F+1 R+2 W+2(+4) | Init+2 | Perc+7 | Reservoir: 4/4

After listening to the opening remarks for the Swallowtail Festival, a robed elf looks around before picking a direction to meander off in.

A far cry from Absalom, but pleasant none-the-less... Calathes thinks to himself as he wanders around the festival grounds, keeping an eye out for anyone that might prove to be useful to his fledgling expedition.

Grand Lodge

M Half-Elf Slayer/3 27/27hp] [AC: 17 T: 12 FF: 15] [F+4/R+5/W+2 {+2 vs Enchantment}] [CMB +6] [CMD 18] [SP 30FT] [INIT +4] [Perc +12]

Dotting


Retired

dot for Ranna as well. Will have a more substantial post up later.


Male Human

A lanky half-elf, wearing clothes marked with the Sandpoint coat, leaves the dispersing crowd.

This drinking contest sounds interesting. I hear many people come a long way to see it, with many an interesting story to tell...

His attention drawn by an interestingly engraved sword hilt, he doesn't notice the robed elf on time before walking straight into him.

If Bull Rush necessary:
Bull Rush: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 1 = 15

"Oh, damn! I am terribly, terribly sorry, sir! It seems I was a bit overexcited about the starting festival. Allow me to apologize myself by buying you a drink, please. I know just the place for the first drink of the season."

thinking of a nice tavern
Knowledge(Local): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24

"The Cackling Cheliaxian is just a couple of minutes away, and drinks are on me, of course."

Grand Lodge

M Half-Elf Slayer/3 27/27hp] [AC: 17 T: 12 FF: 15] [F+4/R+5/W+2 {+2 vs Enchantment}] [CMB +6] [CMD 18] [SP 30FT] [INIT +4] [Perc +12]

Arriving through the main gates, Arngrim finds himself in a huge bustle of people as he makes his way towards the square. Looking for lodging after his trip from Magnimar, he stumbles upon an inn The Cackling Chelaxian. .. sounds interesting he thinks as he walks in. Scanning the room, he sees an open barstool near a couple of other elves. He sits down and orders an ale and looks about the room as he waits

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Grand Lodge

Male Elf Arcanist L1 | AC12 (16) T12 FF10 (14) | HP: 7/7 | F+1 R+2 W+2(+4) | Init+2 | Perc+7 | Reservoir: 4/4

Calathes stumbles back, just barely able to keep himself upright with the aid of his staff. "Why don't you wa..." he begins to say before hearing the lanky half-elf's apology.

"No worries, I've been known to get lost in thought as well. A drink sounds wonderful. I am Calathes Neverion, a scholar of the Pathfinder Society. Who might you be?" he asks as he follows the half-elf to the Cackling Chelaxian.

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At the Cackling Chelaxian, after the other half-elf arrives...

After a bit of idle conversation, Calathes turns the topic toward more of a business matter. "I must admit, the Festival is not my primary reason for being, though I will concede that it a pleasant bonus. I those willing to accompany me on an expedition. You see, my primary area of study is ancient Thassilon, and I seek to examine a few of the sites first hand. You do not happen to know anyone that might be interested in such a journey, do you?"


Retired

Dressed in traditional Varisian clothes, only her Shoanti tattoos give her ancestry away. Ranna listens to the town's leaders give their quick speeches, looking in their direction but seeing only blurs. After a few moments she hears a pair of voices talking about getting a drink and follows them to the tavern. A cup of water would be quite nice. As she walks, she's able to dodge most of the townsfolk, only bumping into a couple. She arrives at the tavern just behind the pointy-eared people, staring at them for a few moments. I never saw THOSE in the Cinderlands!

"A cup of water, please? I have not drank stronger since Kaer Maga, and I have no desire to repeat that experience." While Ranna waits for her drink, she plays with her long, black hair. She listens to the conversations around her, but for now, makes no move to take part in them.

I've been quite busy, but I'll have Ranna converted down to level 1 today, and have her backstory edited a little bit.


Male Human

damn my internet proficiency, just lost a lot of text...

Good job, you oaf...

"Oh, I'm sorry. The clumsy oaf in front of you is Totti, Scipio Totti, a mercenario and a fellow scholar of sorts. I am currently looking to finish my work on unorthodox and unusual arms and armor."

As the two walk in the busy streets of Sandpoint, they reach an inn. On the sign, a man with a maniacal smile is sitting in front of a reddish light, giving him slightly demonic features.

Scipio greets the bartender, a fat human, somewhat similar to the man on the sign, and loudly says "Good evening, Guido! I'll take two ales."

As the two sit on a table, Scipio's attention is drawn to the brawnier half-elf joining them.

Now that's a bow... Pretty strong strung one too. And that armor is certainly a Kikko... Damn, I am being impolite to Master Neverion again. I shouldn't ignore the person I invited for an apology. thinks Scipio as he smiles and nods to Arngrim, gesturing to him to come to their table.

As the conversation goes to the expedition topic

A slightly loud and tipsy Scipio replies, perhaps a bit in a too familiar tone "Ah, Master Neverion, or can I call you Calathes?, I would be most delighted to join an expedition, and I offer you my service as a mercenario. It certaintly will be an interesting change from Sandpoint, though if we are departing soon, missing the festival will be sad."


Guido looks at Scipio.

Guido
"Will that be two mugs or two gallons?"

Grand Lodge

Male Elf Arcanist L1 | AC12 (16) T12 FF10 (14) | HP: 7/7 | F+1 R+2 W+2(+4) | Init+2 | Perc+7 | Reservoir: 4/4

Taking another sip of ale, the arcanist responds, "Calathes is perfectly fine, Scipio. As to the timing of our departure, that is a bit fluid as you are the first recruit. I see no reason why we need to leave prior to the conclusion of the festivities."

Looking around the room, Calathes asks Scipio, "We will be needing at least a trapfinder as well, do you have any suggestions?"

Muttering under his breath he adds, "If any of the stories the Venture Captains have told are true, someone capable of healing magics would be beneficial as well."


Male Human

"Guido, you old comedian. I'll be taking two mugs, but if the night is eventful as I hope it would be, two gallons may indeed be drunk by the end of the night."

Responding to Calathes, "I believe most trapfinders you will find here are more of the unscrupulous sort, Calathes. I would ask the Sheriff for information on such individuals, if I were you."

Knowledge(Local): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13 for a trapsmith
Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23 for hearing the healing magic thing
if perception successful
Knowledge(local): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7 for a healer/alchemist

"I agree that a healer would be useful, though none spring to mind at the moment", whispers Scipio, giving a discreet smile.

Noticing the tall woman in Varisian attire playing with her hair while sitting and observing, Scipio raises his voice and says, "Please, madam, I notice you standing there looking rather bored. On my table are sitted some rather interesting individuals, if you'd care to join us." Scipio smiles and gestures towards a chair.

"As for you, sir" he turns towards Arngrim "what brings you to Sandpoint? The festival, perhaps?"

Grand Lodge

M Half-Elf Slayer/3 27/27hp] [AC: 17 T: 12 FF: 15] [F+4/R+5/W+2 {+2 vs Enchantment}] [CMB +6] [CMD 18] [SP 30FT] [INIT +4] [Perc +12]

Hearing the conversation next to him, Arngrim turns towards the pair. "I may not be all that useful with traps, but I have spent my time in the wilds as a ranger for the city state of Mangamar, and currently find myself with nothing pressing. What "adventures" do you have in mind?"

Grand Lodge

Male Elf Arcanist L1 | AC12 (16) T12 FF10 (14) | HP: 7/7 | F+1 R+2 W+2(+4) | Init+2 | Perc+7 | Reservoir: 4/4

"Ahh a ranger...now that could be quite useful. As I was telling Scipio, I am a scholar, specializing in study of the ancient Thassilonian Empire. I seek an expedition into the Varisian wilds to examine the ruins of the fallen empire."


Male Human

"Ah, a fellow Magnimaran! Totti, Scipio Totti, at your service! Have a drink on my tab, Guido, refill this man's mug! What is your name, my friend?" Scipio asks loudly, drawing some eyes from the crowd.

I am ready to move forward with the plot, or just roleplay a bit. :)


Retired

"It would...It would be an honor, sir. What is this Thassilonian Empire? I am not from here, and am eager to learn."

Ranna moves into the indicated chair, being careful not to make eye contact with those around her. People had had bad reactions to her strangely-shaped irises before.


Guido
"That will be 8cp good sir."

Arngrim Fleet foot wrote:
Hearing the conversation next to him, Arngrim turns towards the pair. "I may not be all that useful with traps, but I have spent my time in the wilds as a ranger for the city state of Mangamar, and currently find myself with nothing pressing. What "adventures" do you have in mind?"


Scipio, you do not know of a trap smith in town. However you know that if you are in need of healing Father Zantus will happily help you. The cathedral is full of clerics.

Arngrim Fleet foot wrote:
Hearing the conversation next to him, Arngrim turns towards the pair. "I may not be all that useful with traps, but I have spent my time in the wilds as a ranger for the city state of Mangamar, and currently find myself with nothing pressing. What "adventures" do you have in mind?"

Grand Lodge

Male Elf Arcanist L1 | AC12 (16) T12 FF10 (14) | HP: 7/7 | F+1 R+2 W+2(+4) | Init+2 | Perc+7 | Reservoir: 4/4

Being asked about Thassilon, the elf's eyes light up as he begins to give a rudimentary lesson on the fallen empire.

"My dear lady, the ancient empire of Thassilon occupied most of western Avistan for over a millennium. While its power was great, struggles for control within the nation itself tore Thassilon apart. All that now remains are mysterious ruined monoliths scattered throughout the landscape of Varisia." he says, pausing to take another sip of his drink.

"Thassilon was founded by the benevolent emperor Xin, who first harnessed the power of rune magic. Due to the immense size of the empire, Xin established seven fiefdoms run by his most trusted advisors and the most powerful arcanists in the land. As his personal influence over the nation became smaller, his ideals were also pushed to the wayside, making way for the villainy of the sinful runelords, who gained even more power than Xin, but did so on the backs of the people of Thassilon."

Obviously excited to be discussing the nature of his life's research, the elf continues, "The true reason for Thassilon's destruction has been lost to time, but several theories exist. It is quite likely that the constant feuding between the power-hungry runelords ruined the nation from within. Some historians theorize that the enslaved stone giants revolted and tore apart the very structures and edifices they were forced to build, outlawing the use of rune magic. A smaller number of Thassilonian scholars hypothesize that, in their efforts to explore newer and darker realms of rune magic, the runelords unleashed an evil power so immense that even they could not control it, resulting in the downfall of their arcane empire. Whatever the reason, Thassilon is no more than a thing of legend in the modern world—a reminder that even the mightiest can fall."


Male Human

Scipio listens attentively to the story of ancient Thassilon.

Wow, I can't imagine I'd enjoy the sight of a stone giant revolution... Though a force like that unified...

As Calathes finishes his story, he waits for a moment before asking "What a story indeed, Calathes. Do you have a particular location in mind that you'd like to explore first? As for your previous inquiry, shall a need for magical healing arize, Father Zantus would be glad to provide aid. We could meet him, and we can see the new church from inside as well!

I'm sorry if I'm being too hasty, but PbP is quite new for me.

Grand Lodge

M Half-Elf Slayer/3 27/27hp] [AC: 17 T: 12 FF: 15] [F+4/R+5/W+2 {+2 vs Enchantment}] [CMB +6] [CMD 18] [SP 30FT] [INIT +4] [Perc +12]

Arngrim raises his glass towards Scipio in thanks, he then turns to Calathes. "I have nothing pressing, and no real guide for my next moves. I would be happy to join you. Your lecture has piqued my interest, and I would like to see these lands you speak of."

Grand Lodge

Half-Elf Summoner 1 10/10 HP [AC:16 T:12 FF:14] [Perc +6] [F+2/R+2/W+1 {+2 vs Enchantment}] [CMB +2] [CMD 14] [INIT +4]

Turning on his bar stool to listen to Calathes tell his tale...

"How very interesting you tale is sir, I would be willing to accompany you with my cohort Cornelious, ancient power and wealth have always been an interest of mine Well wealth and renown anyway... are these the other members of the trek?
Gesturing to the other gathered around Calethes.

Grand Lodge

Half-Elf Summoner 1 10/10 HP [AC:16 T:12 FF:14] [Perc +6] [F+2/R+2/W+1 {+2 vs Enchantment}] [CMB +2] [CMD 14] [INIT +4]

Lots of elves and half elves, interesting...

Grand Lodge

M Half-Elf Slayer/3 27/27hp] [AC: 17 T: 12 FF: 15] [F+4/R+5/W+2 {+2 vs Enchantment}] [CMB +6] [CMD 18] [SP 30FT] [INIT +4] [Perc +12]

that's what I was just thinking!

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Grand Lodge

Male Elf Arcanist L1 | AC12 (16) T12 FF10 (14) | HP: 7/7 | F+1 R+2 W+2(+4) | Init+2 | Perc+7 | Reservoir: 4/4

In answer to Scipio's question, Calathes says, "The starting location matters little as most of Varisia is the former domain of the Thassilonian Empire."

Calathes sits silent for a moment before turning his attention to the newcomer, "That would seem to be the case. Regardless, we will not be leaving until the conclusion of festival, as I have already made that agreement with Scipio."

Grand Lodge

Half-Elf Summoner 1 10/10 HP [AC:16 T:12 FF:14] [Perc +6] [F+2/R+2/W+1 {+2 vs Enchantment}] [CMB +2] [CMD 14] [INIT +4]

"Perfectly fine with me. What other sorts of things have you studied at the university? Sipping on his beverage waiting on perhaps another well spun tale.


Male Human

"Well, all things considered, if we would be ready for a trip before the departure, and due haste is necessary, I will be ready to join you as soon as possible.", says Scipio.

There are quite a few adventuring souls in here. If I knew gathering adventurers was so easy, I'd started years ago!, thinks Scipio, smirking.

Grand Lodge

Male Elf Arcanist L1 | AC12 (16) T12 FF10 (14) | HP: 7/7 | F+1 R+2 W+2(+4) | Init+2 | Perc+7 | Reservoir: 4/4

"Surely you have all heard me drone on and on enough. Rest assured if you intend to travel with me, you will hear more than your fair share about Thassilon. As to my other areas of study, prior to my tenure at the Grand Lodge in Absalom, I studied the arcane arts under Master Gratiano of the Arcanamirum."

Leaving the table briefly to retrieve a glass of wine, Calathes returns and asks, "Perhaps the rest of you could tell me more about yourselves?"

Grand Lodge

Half-Elf Summoner 1 10/10 HP [AC:16 T:12 FF:14] [Perc +6] [F+2/R+2/W+1 {+2 vs Enchantment}] [CMB +2] [CMD 14] [INIT +4]

"Not much about me, I am the son of an artist, youngest of 5 brothers, looking for adventure and fame mostly, a little scratch wouldn't hurt either, names Sarvis by the way, more of an unconventional arcane caster then yourself."
Continuing to sip his drink waiting for the others to chime in.


Retired

Ranna looks up quickly at the most pointy-eared one. Both he and another seem to be expecting something, so she starts talking, looking down at her glass of water as she does.

"I am Ranna Feels-the-Embers. I am...was...the daughter of the Sun Shaman of the Sklar-Quah, but I failed to see a storm approaching. My sight has never been good, and before I could warn the camp, it was ablaze. None died, so I was simply thrown out of the clan, marked as tsamek-"She holds up an arm to show a long, jagged tattoo"-or outsider, and sent away. I do not hate them or wish otherwise; I was too weak to help the clan, and I deserve whatever the spirits may bring to me.

"I have traveled far to be here, wherever 'here' is, and would like to see this celebration. I have some minor skill in healing, but fire has been my blessing and my curse. I was told someone in this city, Magnimar? Yes, Magnimar, would be able to lift the clouds from my vision, but I am not confident. My father tried, and he failed. If he could not, I do not see how others could."

Ranna has no conception of where Absalom is, how far from Sandpoint it is, or anything of the sort. She's grown up isolated from the world outside the Cinderlands.


As the PCs are sitting in the tavern planning their adventure they hear a scream from outside followed by a chant.

"Goblins chew and goblins bite.
Goblins cut and goblins fight.
Stab the dot and cut the horse.
Goblins eat and take by force!

Goblins race and goblins jump.
Goblins slash and goblins bump.
Burn the skin and mash the head,
goblins here and you be dead!

Chase the baby, catch the pup.
Bonk the head to shut it up.
Bones be cracked, flesh be stewed,
We Be Goblins! You Be Food!"

Everyone roll for initiate.


Male Human

Rolling for initiative Initiative: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9

If possible, Scipio draws his trident.

Grand Lodge

Male Elf Arcanist L1 | AC12 (16) T12 FF10 (14) | HP: 7/7 | F+1 R+2 W+2(+4) | Init+2 | Perc+7 | Reservoir: 4/4

Initiative: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9

Have we heard from all of the PC's yet? Seems that we are still missing one.

"What in the Nine Hells was that?" Calathes asks, getting up and heading toward the door.

Grand Lodge

Half-Elf Summoner 1 10/10 HP [AC:16 T:12 FF:14] [Perc +6] [F+2/R+2/W+1 {+2 vs Enchantment}] [CMB +2] [CMD 14] [INIT +4]

Initiative: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20
Of course when I dont have Cornelious... grr
Drawing my bow if possible and standing.
"That can't be good!


Retired

Ranna stands and looks at the door. "What awful rhymes!"

Initiative: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16

Grand Lodge

M Half-Elf Slayer/3 27/27hp] [AC: 17 T: 12 FF: 15] [F+4/R+5/W+2 {+2 vs Enchantment}] [CMB +6] [CMD 18] [SP 30FT] [INIT +4] [Perc +12]

Initiative: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4
Completely oblivious to the chant and the reactions of the group around him, Arngrim broods into his cup, lost in thought
Damn.. hell of a ranger, with a wonderful attention to situational awareness! lol

Grand Lodge

M Half-Elf Slayer/3 27/27hp] [AC: 17 T: 12 FF: 15] [F+4/R+5/W+2 {+2 vs Enchantment}] [CMB +6] [CMD 18] [SP 30FT] [INIT +4] [Perc +12]

hey, I didn't want to do this here, but the discussion thread is not open yet. I had some errors pointed out to me about my character sheet.. I think I got them fixed, but if someone could look at it I would appreciate it.

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Grand Lodge

Male Elf Arcanist L1 | AC12 (16) T12 FF10 (14) | HP: 7/7 | F+1 R+2 W+2(+4) | Init+2 | Perc+7 | Reservoir: 4/4

You seem to have shorted yourself 3 build points (STR 14 = 5 + DEX 14 = 5 + CON 12 = 2 + INT 10 = 0 + WIS 10 = 0 + CHA 14 = 5 => 17 Points. You get a +2 to the stat of your choice as a half-elf, which I assume you put to strength. Also at 110 years of age, you would be a rather elderly half-elf ;)

Grand Lodge

M Half-Elf Slayer/3 27/27hp] [AC: 17 T: 12 FF: 15] [F+4/R+5/W+2 {+2 vs Enchantment}] [CMB +6] [CMD 18] [SP 30FT] [INIT +4] [Perc +12]

According to the point buy calculator at Calculator
My stats are good. I had messed up earlier on my attack/Dmg modifiers mainly because I was stupid and added in my point blank shot and big game hunter bonuses to my to hit and my strength bonus to my dmg with my composite bow.

Grand Lodge

Male Elf Arcanist L1 | AC12 (16) T12 FF10 (14) | HP: 7/7 | F+1 R+2 W+2(+4) | Init+2 | Perc+7 | Reservoir: 4/4
Arngrim Fleet foot wrote:

According to the point buy calculator at Calculator

My stats are good.

I can make it work out that way too, but you are still shorting yourself in the long run. You may have "bought" a 16 STR (10 pts) along with 14s in DEX and CHA (5 pts each) and added your +2 to CON and been at 20 pts. If you buy your stats as I called out above you can end up with what you have, and still have 3 pts left over. Either way, it's up to you.

Grand Lodge

M Half-Elf Slayer/3 27/27hp] [AC: 17 T: 12 FF: 15] [F+4/R+5/W+2 {+2 vs Enchantment}] [CMB +6] [CMD 18] [SP 30FT] [INIT +4] [Perc +12]

Ok.. I get what you are saying.. I didnt catch the mathmatical difference. I will try that and see what happens. ok.. I will be reworking the stats, and I adjusted the age! Thank you so much for your help. And the at/dmg numbers are correct? I am going to throw the other three points into Wisdom to increase my Will save and my perception/ survival skills.


Male Human

I took the nice idea to put the stats of my character on the classes/levels bar, thanks.

Also, I believe that your speed is 20 in the Kikko armor, Arngrim, since it's a meduim armor. Regardless, it is a nice piece, and I should get me a set soon.

A discussion thread will indeed be nice, especially for us forum lurkers :)

Grand Lodge

M Half-Elf Slayer/3 27/27hp] [AC: 17 T: 12 FF: 15] [F+4/R+5/W+2 {+2 vs Enchantment}] [CMB +6] [CMD 18] [SP 30FT] [INIT +4] [Perc +12]

Yea, I am lucky to have a job where most days I have a computer nearby and have found a way around the firewalls to get to Paizo. When I am moving around, though, I have the Wayfinder app that I can check. I have another long term group that I play with, and we actually had to put a limit of posts/ day/ character because a couple of us are forum lurkers *I like the term! lol* and one guy is in China. He would wake up to 40-50 posts between the discussion and the gameplay tabs and finally said that he couldnt keep up!


Let's all wait a bit. We'll see if the last PC shows up. I'll let you know who is going first.

Grand Lodge

Half-Elf Summoner 1 10/10 HP [AC:16 T:12 FF:14] [Perc +6] [F+2/R+2/W+1 {+2 vs Enchantment}] [CMB +2] [CMD 14] [INIT +4]

Just checking in and waiting


The players look out he door of the tavern to see three goblins with dogslicers running a muck terrorizing the town folk!

Right now I have we are still waiting for one int roll. I'll post the initiative order soon.


Reporting for duty...

Init1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14

The tiefling Sarvin lurks within the shadows, his trademark golden hand seems to glow ominously... Especially after hearing the singing...

Grand Lodge

Half-Elf Summoner 1 10/10 HP [AC:16 T:12 FF:14] [Perc +6] [F+2/R+2/W+1 {+2 vs Enchantment}] [CMB +2] [CMD 14] [INIT +4]

Waiting...



Here's the turn order:
Sarvis
Ranna
Sarvin
Goblin 1
Scipio
Calathes
Goblin 2
Arngrim
Goblin 3
Goblin 4


Sarvin casts Enlarge person upon Scipio...

A golden ray emerges from Sarvin's golden hand and strikes Scipio, causing the man's body to expand noticeably...

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