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Hi, just letting you know I am still here.

But obviously RL takes priority for everyone.

"I'm happy to take whatever assistance with flight y'all think is best, but I do have one potion of fly left."

Hmm ... a dispelling effect would be bad.

Eadie nods in Korin's direction. "There's also the question of heat-driven connection currents while wearing metal armor."

"They won't be pleasant, especially seeing I've used up my allocation of fire resistance spells for today."

“Gotcha! Your diplomacy style reminds me of the Sapphire Sage’s. He’s my deputy faction head and also not-a-dwarf. I bodyguard him occasionally.”

Eadie puts gauntlet fingers to her chin as she reminisces. “His winning lottery ticket once slipped from my hand in the vicinity of a ravenous goat.”

“I watched a passing vicar of Asmodeus noting down some of the phrases he shouted at me.”

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“So can anyone disguise us as dwarves long enough to fool a statue?”

"...or you're in your skull…"

Which is waaay better than being out of it.

Oh Baelzebubs hairy balls, I've been rescued by a bloody elf ...

“Not an elf here. But if abusing me makes you feel better, go for it! If I woke up to find I’d lost all my arms and legs, I’d be grumpy too.”

Eadie feels sorry for the feisty dwarf spirit, but suspects any sympathy would not be taken well. “What about hazards to do with the lava – apart from the obvious ones.”

“Like, could a Lava Elemental or something live in the lake? Gases might also be like, a problem.”

Hey Guys, I'm ready to come back if you'll have me.

Expect a post within 24 hours.

hey Guys, I'm dealing with some IRL stuff right now. Nothing life threatening, but I may need Quenly to bot Eadie for the time being.

If you can give me 24 hours, I can let you know if I'll be able to post.

If not, just have Quenly bot Eadie. Thanks and my apologies.

What the heck. I’m gonna do it. What happens then is in Abadar’s Hands.

Quenly, I want to drink a potion of enlarge person, but I don’t want to endanger or hinder you in any way. When I get too heavy, buck me off or I’ll take a soft fall and be ready to fly.

I understand soft fall is a no action ride check, GM

If you wanna get me closer, but NOT within range of the Warsworn's attacks, grand! But I repeat, PLEASE don’t endanger yourself.

Eadie draws a potion of enlarge person. (move)

She then readies an action to consume it just as the Warsworn begins its first action on its turn. (standard)

Ah, sorry GM. The 4-leaf clover only gives a +1 bonus in this situation. Its luck bonus doesn't stack with lucky horeshoe.

Result is a 31 Will save.

Eadie feels the Warsworn's pull.

Portfolio Hardcopy re-roll with 3 stars + four-leaf clover: 1d20 + 19 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 19 + 3 + 2 = 32

Copy.

Eadie draws and drinks a potion of fly.

Does anyone know if the Warsworn has true seeing/see invisibility or the like?

Quenly, I want to time my next serious attack actions for when Korin is ready to go.

Ideally I’d like to drink an enlarge person potion, immediately 5 ft step off you back, and drop invisibly right beside Old Mate.

If Korin needs another round, I was going drink a potion of fly this time, so that I can act independently of you, AND be able to withdraw into the air if necessary.

Wotcha think?

@GM, what action do you say it is to activate a snapleaf?

I have had it adjudicated as both an immediate and move action by different GMs.

Just do your thing, Quenly!

This round I'll work around what you do.

Eadie has Improved Iron Will

Will: 1d20 + 19 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 19 + 5 = 33

“Thank-you, Quenly!”

Eadie sheathes her falchion (move) and climbs aboard Air Sleipnir.

“Does anyone know if the Trample Buggy can see invisibility?”

Quenly? Is this thing on? I’ve got the germ of an attack plan in mind, but I first want to see how Ol’ Mate reacts, and if the casters can soften it up.

Trail snacks? Check! Smoked goggles? Check! Hmm, don’t there’s anything I’ve forgotten …

“I’m ready to spiked-punch my ticket to ride, Quenly!”

@GM, I’d prefer Quenly to do all the actions he needs to ready us to fly before Eadie does hers, if that’s OK.

“Your gallantry in trying to safeguard the dwarves is admirable, Yanndu. I’m not sure leaving them tucked away in a magical demiplane is the same as abandoning them.”

Eadie arches her neck under the weight of her great-helm. “There is no perfect solution here, and though I don’t know for sure, I sense we need to push on. That implies we need to find a compromise, or Thurl wins.”

“I still think the mansion plan is the best of a bad lot. It would certainly prevent the dwarves becoming collateral damage from whatever decides to intensified, sassified fireball us in the labyrinth or the cassowary beyond.”

“And take it from me, those things can kick!”

Hmm … a dilemma!

I don’t think we should split off either dragon familiar. They’re both too valuable to their respective owners, and therefore to the team as a whole.

Eadie pauses to convert her random fancies into a logical stream.

It’s almost like we're supposed to choose either: escort the dwarves back and waste time, OR take the dwarves with us.

I don’t like doing what we’re SUPPOSED to do. I quite like Korin’s idea of leaving the dwarfs here, and collecting them on the way back.

I mean if we weren’t here, Thurl, Baphomet, or whomever is pulling the strings would assume the dwarves are here anyway, being guarded by the minotaurs we butchered.

I knew that.

All flesh is an illusion.

Eadie looks for a way to pinch her arm beneath her iron shell, when she remembers the painful nip from before.

Wait a minute … I know this one!

Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, deeper darkness.

Just who are you people?

“I’m Eadie Navhelan. I’m also nice.”

Whoa! Hope that doesn’t confuse the poor woman.

Eadie gives the dwarves a little wave, but remains silent. Sorta.

Quenly, can you please ask the dwarves what other dangers they’ve found in the Labyrinth?

Also, I now know why I’ve never seen you eat calamari!

“Hey, I’ve got some yummy hay for you!”

After deciding to head right, Eadie provides a flanking distraction so Quenly’s giant squid can hug the lesser minotaur to death.

She places a backup oil of bless weapon in her wrist sheath, before waiting for the dwarves to be rescued from their below-ground prison.

Once they’re at floor level, she stands guard while the diplomats and healers do their thing.

I am Quenly, Jacinth Sage and giant squid.

Huh. I didn’t know Quenly was a giant squid.

"So we need to split up?"

Eadie doesn't take her eyes off the masked minotaur, in case it's still breathing.

"If so, do you want me to go left or right, Korin?"

That's OK, Lichaam.

This was more about Eadie being Eadie, with a query about tactics as an aside.

Darnit! Didn’t hit hard enough …

Eadie anticipates the masked minotaur’s attack, but is very surprised it doesn’t even dent her armor.

“I’m not quite sure what all you casters are doing with the dwarf captives.”

“Assuming Korin drops the Big Cow, I was just going to try to mess up the smaller ones. Is that OK?”

Gain a +2 bonus on attack rolls and a +2 dodge bonus to AC and Reflex saves, AC 27 with lunge. Attack roll was 38

AC 27, if haste is up, AC 28 + add one to the attack roll below

"Hey! Leave Korin alone!"

Eadie chooses the +2 option from blessing of fervor, before advancing 10 feet to tenderise the Slab of Beef dropped on the floor. (lunge)

lunging cold iron falchion + power attack + hunter's blessing + bof + prone: 1d20 + 24 - 4 + 2 + 2 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 24 - 4 + 2 + 2 + 4 = 42
silver, cold iron, good, slashing damage + hunter's blessing : 2d4 + 24 + 2 ⇒ (4, 4) + 24 + 2 = 34

Next week I am attending Paizocon Europe between Thursday and Sunday and I will be travelling home Monday ... I wont have much time or ability to post until Tuesday 15th August.

Have fun, GM! Is the con in the UK?

Quenly, I've tried to move you, but I don't have control your token.

GM, I DO have control of Lichaam's token.

With a flick of her armored wrist, an oil of bless weapon appears in Eadie’s left hand, which she smashes onto the edge of her cold iron falchion.

Swift action, spring-loaded wrist sheath, standard to apply

She then takes a 5 ft step to the east.

Yessir! All went according to plan, and it's nice to be home.

Thank-you for your comments above.

Hi GM, I am back!

If it matters, my initiative is 3 higher than what you've shown thanks to USpelunker and Favored Terrain.

The correct Initiative modifier is shown in my header. It is not shown in my character sheet, because that is the base value, unmodified by buffs (which I thought you also wanted in our headers)

However, if you want me to modify both PC sheet and header based on buffs, I can do that.

"It's like this journey is designed to creep us out -- question ourselves, ya-know?"

Eadie indicates a direction change to Korin. "The Master of Swords is right when he says the worst part is the waiting."

"You can carry the token, Korin. Dunno if you need time to attune with it or not?"

"OK Lichaam."

Keen not to be left out of the conversation, Eadie offers, "Just remember, people who live in glass houses should get dressed in the dark."

When the group is on the move again, she is happy to defer to Korin, gently guiding him with a hand to the shoulder, in accordance with her attuned senses.

Thankyou, sir!

And if your missus said it can be done, I have no doubt it will be :)

I have a medical procedure that has been moved up to Thursday my time.

I am travelling, but will probably be able to post sometime in the next 24 hours.

After that I will likely be out until Friday evening UK time.

Access to roll20 is similarly doubtful during this time.

If Eadie is holding things up, I am happy for Quenly to bot her and will accept the consequences -- good or bad.

Eadie feels the token in her pocket grow warm. Taking it out she feels an intrinsic connection to the Labyrinth.

Eadie doesn't break noise discipline.

Holding her falchion in her off hand, she shows the others the token, and makes a mild burning disarm shake of her wrist while pursing her lips.

She then pockets the token, hefts her blade and continues on.

"Hmm ... I don't like traps much. But you gotta die of something, right?"

Eadie replaces her great helm. "So we're going through the front door?"

"I do like simple plans."

GM, I am going to invoke the following Pathfinder Tales Chronicle boon if you are amenable:

Main benefit is a +1 luck bonus to initiative when Eadie is underground, which I will include in her header number.

"Are you talking about a gashadokuro?"

“That’s it! A gash-a-whatever-u-said. Quite nasty, but possible to solo in a round or two. I think the name sounds vaguely Minkaen.”

Eadie scratches her chin. “I’m also thinking whatever these are is going to be tougher than them.”

“Man, I also HATE antimagic fields, and I’m not even a caster! If dimensional anchor works, that might be worth considering I-M-O.”

Maze is such a BS spell.

“Dwarven Father, I too am sorry for your losses. Your opinion of Venture-Captain Valsin is quite different to that of some others. Have you adventured with him in the past?”

As she examines the giant bones, Eadie look over at Quenly.

“I’m not sure these are undead. Could they be some kinda construct made out of bones lashed together with muscle sinew?”

“If not, Quenly what was the name of that dehydrating bone giant I took down during the ‘Everybody’s a Sage now except me’ Mission? I think it started with a ‘G’.”

Eadie screws up her face as she thinks. “Also, isn’t there a wizardy spell that protects people from another spell? Would it be worthwhile having a few of those prepared against maze?”

"Wow! I had no idea the Grand Lodge kitchens were so cool! Usually, whenever I see how the sausage gets made, someone’s ended up dead."

I wonder if it’s worth trying to Pathfinder this place this time next time I want a midnight snack?

Eadie locks eyes with Caleban and decides, Maybe not …

For who can doubt that it was Their will that guided the creation and the use of the aludara, that transported us across their domain between the stars?

Well I most intimately can! Everyone intimately knows it was intimate Abadar that intimated those intimate things Quenly thought-said.

At night, he casts magnificent mansion to give everyone a good meal and a warm and comfortable bed.

“Wow, Lichaam! Thank-you! I could get used to this.”

Eadie accepts the blood-boil pill from Korin with a little curtsey (not easy to do in full plate), removes her helm and freshens up before going to meet Kolm.

Is Yanndu still wanting to play?

If not, should we invite Helgar, or is there some kind of 4-player adjustment deal?

All flesh is an illusion

Eadie slides her hand a few inches up the sleeve of her armor padding, pinches her upper arm — HARD, *winces* and then shoots Quenly a dirty look.

Eadie is a fighter. Her skills are rubbish. Happy to leave it to the rules gurus.

Similarly, I've never played an arcane caster. I trust Korin with my PC's life, and have been impressed with Lichaam's knowledge to date.

Makes more sense for you guys to decide, though I note the GM said it doesn't really matter.

“Yeah, maybe. I hear what you’re saying. Lichaam.”

Eadie is grateful for the tangential topic change. “But isn’t it exciting sometimes to leave the question hanging, and jump blindly into the darkness with both boots of the cat?”

"Well, Duh! 'Course it's a metaphor, Lichaam."

Metaphor? Nope. No clue ...

"A very solid one at that. I'm surprised you didn't realize that straight away."

Of course, it is only a thing of shadow and magic, I cannot be certain how well it understands intimacy.

If that's not a loophole, I don't know what is! Wait ... Darn! You heard that, didn't you, Quenly?

Eadie hides her face in her hands.

"I can fly higher than the cloud, beyond the sky, to the unknown frontier above us."

"Until you hit the orb's inner surface you mean, Korin." Eadie gives the Investigator a nudge.

"I mean, the frontier is hardly unknown, right?"

She whispers conspiratorially. "It's OK. Aunt Alix already told me the sky is blue because we live inside the eyeball of a blue-eyed giant."

Ready!

Eadie will volunteer to be the attunement object if nobody else wants to.

Still not sure if Spellcaster > non-Spellcaster with a good Survival skill. Has anyone got that boon from "The Confirmation" or "Wounded Wisp" that allows you to "ask the GM what is the best way to go"?

To avoid surprises, I vote to travel independent of Capt Gallonica if possible. Though I think it more important that we all go in one trip, in case there's a combat waiting for us on the other side.

”WHAT?!?”

Eadie turns several several increasingly deeper shades of crimson.

I wonder if I should buy some kinda mind blank-type item. Oh, darn! He’s heard that!

“Ah, Quenly? If you pick up any … immodest thoughts regarding a really smart, shadowy male elf, it’s nobody we both know. OK?”