Amadeo Noskero's page

I'm sorry GM Xzaral, but, after much thought, time considerations finally prevent me to commit to this game.

I wanted to thank you for the previous game, Xzaral, and wish you all a jolly good time playing this next opus :-). Hopefully, we'll meet again in play on these boards, when I'll have more time in my hands.

Cheers !

I read the section on PFS items purchasing. That seems clear to me.

Well, for now, I have 444 gp, 9 sp, 9 cp in my pocket.

I buy 2 bags of caltrops (for 2 gp) and one grappling hook (1 gp).

So I have 441 gp, 9 sp and 9 cp left.

I make no other purchases for this scenario.

I'm ready to adventure !

Dotting the dotable dot.

Aaaand... I'm here, too !

Hello, fellow Pathfinders !

I must re-acquaint myself with the buying rules of PFS, and then I'll tell you what I intend to acquire, GM Xzaral.

Thank you GM Xzaral, and thank you all lads for a really entertaining adventure !

I appreciated the story, the ambience, the characters and the thoroughly good will all around :-) !

Amadeo has not really a Day Job... but just in case:

Sleight of Hand check 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24

What's a Scarzni-affiliated Pathfinder gonna do in a city full of rich fat purse merchants, hmm ;-) ?!

Amadeo joins in on the inebriated fun. He's quite a good guy to party with, telling jokes and laughing in good humor at other people's jokes.

Alas, impressed by Wuse Guy's drinking prowess, he manly tries to keep up with the dwarf - and fails miserably.

In the middle of the night, he has a brief moment of liquored anguish pertaining to something his family did in Lastwall (that sounds ghastly and involves demons, but it's hard to tell, really, between the opinionated shouts and the bouts of manic laughter).

Finally, he falls in an inevitable ethylic coma, which fortunately does not kill him, but leaves him in the morning with the mother of all hangovers.

Good times, all in all.

So am I.

Daniel, the katana was not in possession of the blindheim (the blinding frog).
We took it from the earlier well-dwelling magic-wielding creature - I don't really know what was that creature.

"I'll admit I feel just a little bit curious about the documents you just retrieved from this hilt, Lady Li" Amadeo Noskero says with a gracious smile.

In other words: that's an invitation to tell, but if the lady prefers to keep her secrets, that's fine by me too.

Diplomacy check to convey the meaning of Amadeo's words to Amara Li and to be generally gracious to her: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 6 + 1 = 26

Note: Amadeo is definitely Charming

"Priorities to the ladies, that is the proper way. In this case."

Amadeo votes for seeing Amara Li first.

Amadeo bursts into laughing.

"Ho yes, I wouldn't want to miss that !".

"Well, it's that way. I'll accompany you, Wuse Guy. But I prefer you take the lead on this one."

Amadeo absently traces with a finger one of the numerous scars currently criss-crossing his face, thanks to the frog-like creature.

"I feel a little bit under the wind just right now."

Amadeo follows Wuse Guy and the others wherever they want to go, cautiously staying in the middle of the party.

"Well, we have found numerous documents - and particularly a trade agreement -, the jade katana, and we even managed to dispatch this poor creature of a ghoul. I'd say we can go back to Absalom !"

Amadeo catches the waterskin with surprising precision.

"Thanks, good dwarf !"

He takes a large swig himself, before passing it around.

Amadeo has a little laugh.

"When I joined the Pathfinders, it was advertised that I would be a witness to many wondrous sights ! But I wouldn't want to miss the blind drunkenness experience indeed !"

I surmise that some time passes after that.

"If our sight has not returned in a few hours, I suggest we go back to Absalom and try to find some healer. My nascent pathfinder career will not be cut short by an ugly frog !" Asmadeo Noskero grumbles.

A pause.

"Hey, Wuse Guy, have you some booze left ?"

Amadeo sighs and sits down, his back against the wall.

"Very well. Let's wait."

We can't even play cards to pass the time. Damned frog-thing !

"I'm still blind" Amadeo says, a slight tremor in his voice.

He leans against a wall, reassured by its stability.

"What do we do now ?"

"Filthy frog ! I'll gut you !" Amadeo yells, as he tries to stab the thing that blinded and shredded him.

Rapier attack: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 4 + 1 = 6

But his efforts are in vain.

Rapier attack on the blindheim: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 4 + 1 = 9
Rapier damage: 1d6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 + 1 = 7

Okay. Have a nice Gencon :-) !

Fortitude save: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (10) + 0 = 10

"HAAA !" Amadeo screams as the light from the frog's eyes sears his own eyes.

Ravaged by the frog's claws, Amadeo thrusts blindly with his rapier, in the desperate hope to make the creature feels some pain of its own.

Rapier attack while blinded: 21
Miss chance from being blind: 1d100 ⇒ 75
Rapier damage: 7

"Apparently, Astarton, I'm talking to a frog: this Pathfinder business is most peculiar !"

"Hey, there's some frog thing in there !" Amadeo shouts to his companions.

Amadeo enters the room and Readies an action - to strike with his rapier - in case the frog-thing attacks him.

"Shoo ! Stay quiet and we won't hurt you !" he says to the frog-thing.

Rapier attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21
Rapier damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

Amadeo stands at the ready while Astarton peruses the scrolls.

"I think we hit the motherlode" he says with a smile.

While he waits, Amadeo peers into another room, at the west of the room he currently is in, past some rubbles, to see if there is anything interesting there.

Perception check: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20

Amadeo draws his knife and his rapier. He opens the door and enters the room.

"I'd say it's a good catch, Talor" Amadeo says after having read the letter.

"I suggest we go to the other room which is supposed to contain some papers."

Unless anyone has something left to do in this room, Amadeo exits the room by the south side, before following the corridor to the east.

He pauses in the middle of the corridor to check the door leading to the room he wants to enter, searching for traps.

Perception check to find traps: 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 3 + 1 = 19

"Why, thank you, Astarton. That is very welcome, indeed" Amadeo says when Astarton heals him.

Then he sees the creature moving after having been hit by the rocks.

"Damned !" he says while drawing his rapier.

He moves to get closer to the creature.

Amadeo goes into the room, stopping some 15 feet away from the slimy slick.

"What's that ?" he says, his brow furrowing.

He picks up a stone from the rubble and throws it at the slimy patch.

Trying to hit the patch with the rock (accounting for Improvised Weapon): 1d20 + 4 - 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 - 4 = 15

"Yes. Let's go. The less we stay in that tomb, the better."

Amadeo goes out of the room by the way the group came in.

Amadeo secures the katana at its waist, and looks at the creature, curious to hear its answer at Huge Jericho's question.

Gm Xzaral, I won't be able to post tomorrow and the day after. I'm going to a friend's wedding.

I'm really enjoying the game. It's my first PFS play, and I look forward to continue playing and developing this character. I like the format, and you and the other players are thoroughly agreeable.

Have a good game, fellow Pathfinders ! See you soon :-).

"Well" Amadeo says "it seems we are all in agreement."

He holds his hand out to the creature: "I will take the katana now, my good sir."

"Ha, I can see again ! How convenient !"

Taking note of the huge version of Jericho standing next to him, Amadeo looks around the battlefield.

He glances at the charred remnants of the kobolds before his attention is drawn to the usually drunken dwarf.

"Are you quite all right, Wuse Guy ?"

Sense Motive check: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

Amadeo nods approvingly to Astarton's words. Things were looking good.

"Ho ! Everything's okay, then. I guess..."

Amadeo gestures vaguely in the direction of the arcane creature.

"Ho, and don't even think I didn't notice earlier on the jade katana you're wearing at your waist, pal ! I should warn you : any amiable resolution to our meeting includes you giving me and my friends this here weapon."

The scoundrel smiles: "You see, we promised a beautiful lady that we would return the blade to her."

"Hrmm, is it growling I heard ? Guys ?" Amadeo quips, trying not to sound too worried.

He squints his eyes, arms still crossed in a faux nonchalant posture, inwardly praying for his eyesight to return rapidly.

"Estimed colleagues, fellow Pathfinders: it seems our host there would like us to discuss with him like civilized men !" Amadeo shouts to the other members of the expedition, his blind eyes fluttering.

He puts his rapier in its scabbard, and he manages to smile a crooked smile.

"Why not, I say ! We can still gut each other on another day, I'm sure". He crosses his arms on his chest, waiting for the others to come near him and the creature.

As he sees the creature beginning to make arcane gestures, Amadeo lashes desperately at it with his rapier.

AoO Rapier attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20
Rapier damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
Miss chance: 1d100 ⇒ 97

I just realized I forgot to roll the miss chance for my previous attack ! Sorry about that.
So here it goes, if that's not too late: 1d100 ⇒ 38

"Aaagh !" Amadeo screams as he is bathed in flame.
"Uuungh !" he grunts as he is punched in the gut by an unseen but all too solid force.

"Die, you filth !" Amadeo screams, still standing, as he lunges once again at the creature, trying to deliver a vicious cut to its abdomen.

Rapier attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21
Rapier damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
miss chance: 1d100 ⇒ 17

GM Xzaral, you surely meant Jericho and Daniel - Wuse Guy being incapacited at the moment.

"Sorry. Can't do !" Amadeo says, as he thrusts his arm to puncture his opponent chest.

Rapier attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24
Rapier damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Attempting to confirm critical roll: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8
Rapier damage (if critical confirmed): 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

Sense Motive check to know if the creature is telling the truth

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (20) + 3 = 23

Amadeo circles around the statue, eluding any chance blow from the creature, before he comes rushing back at it, and extends himself for a vicious rapier's lunge.

circling around the statue to avoid any AoO

Amadeo is still under the influence of Inspire Courage (I think); it will stop after this action

Rapier attack: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 4 + 1 = 12
Rapier damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
miss chance: 1d100 ⇒ 88

"Flank the byatch !" Amadeo urges urgently his comrades.

Oops ! I forgot to take Astarton's Inspire Courage into account, so:
Rapier attack: 15
Rapier damage: 5

assuming below that Amadeo successfully made his Will save

Amadeo rushes to the creature, then somersaults suddenly to its left, and then raises himself from the ground in one swift motion - trying to stab the creature at the same time !

Acrobatics check to avoid an AoO from the creature: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25

Rapier attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14
Rapier damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Amadeo lets out a startled scream as the blast of color rushes over him, instinctively raising his hands to try to protect his eyes.

Will save: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (15) - 1 = 14

Amadeo sprints, rushing by von Dorn to strike at the kobold with his rapier.

Rapier attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22
Rapier damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Perception check: 1d20+3

Amadeo stays alert, his eyes scanning the battlfield.

Perception check: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19

GM Xzral, in case Amadeo acted too much in the surprise round, his actions will actually be as follows:

Surprise round: 1 move action to position himself in the kobolds' room

Round 1: throws his knife at the nearest kobold (with Astarton's Inspire Courage having kicked in by this time, his attack roll would then be 13).