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Okay, as they say at my union meeting "The Ayes have it and so ordered."

So, after going over everyone's characters and separating out the Adventuring Skills from the Background skills this is what everyone has left to spend.
Jaina: AS:3 / BS:5
Neela: AS:7 / BS:1
Percival: AS:6 / BS:2
Rhialla: AS:2 / BS:6

Randall actually had to spend Adventuring Skill points to cover his Background skills, which you can do but not vice versa.

Please let me know what you're spending on what so I can update your portfolios as well.


Background Skills
So I was perusing the Recruitment threads the other day and I came across a lot of players inquiring about the use of Background Skills. Since this game began before the release of Unchained and in an effort to keep things fresh and exciting I was wondering what everyone thought of including them in this campaign? Going retroactively it would essentially give everyone an additional 8 skill points to spend on their characters.
Let me know yea or nay.

Also if there are any other rules or things that you would like to add, let me know.


Neela:

As you and the Captain begin walking along the beach he grabs an unopened bottle of wine from a nearby sailor and searches for some place quiet. Once far enough away from the party for some privacy he sits down on the sand and offers a place next to him for you. He opens the bottle and offers you the first drink before he begins to talk.
He began his career as a member of the Andoren navy and eventually became an Eagle Knight of the Steel Falcons. Joining the order's fleet, the Gray Corsairs, he served proudly through dozens of missions eventually rising to the rank of Captain of his own ship, the Bonaventure.
As Captain, Pegsworthy served Andoran faithfully until one day during a skirmish with a Katapeshi slave galley when the Bonaventure's mast was struck by a catapult stone and toppled into the sea, dragging him with it as his right leg became entangled in the rigging.
He would have drowned if not for the quick thinking of his first mate, Casron Drale, who dove into the water to rescue him. Unable to free the leg the quick thinking mate drew his sword and severed the Captain's leg and pushed him back toward the surface to an awaiting rescue boat, thereby saving him from a watery grave. Unfortunately his best friend wasn't so lucky as Drale's cuirass slowly weighed him down and he never made it back to the surface. He vowed then and there that his friend's sacrifice would not be in vain and that his injury would not keep him from the sea.
After convalescing in Augustana, and lacking the means to magically regrow his leg, he was fitted for a peg where he joked that he would be the first one legged Captain in the fleet. The Admiralty had other ideas though and, after pronouncing him unfit to command a ship of the line, reassigned him to desk duty at the naval yard, a fate worse than death.
After over two years of appeals fell upon deaf ears it became clear that the Admiralty and the People's Council had no intention of ever allowing him to serve aboard a ship again. He returned to his desk and kept doing his duty until he overheard an admiral discussing his latest appeal with is aide in which he said that it would've been better if the first mate had let him drown where he could have served as a martyr to the cause rather than a pain in everyone's arse.
Incensed at he insult not only to him but to his friend's sacrifice he began to formulate a plan. Using his job at the navy yard he began contacting others who had similarly been invalided out or been cashiered for various infractions and the next time "his" ship, the Bonaventure, was in port he and his men snuck into the yard and "liberated" the ship and began to sail for the open seas, and the rest is as they say, history.
Looking at the now empty bottle he tosses it into the ocean before standing up and brushing the sand from his uniform. Offering you his hand to help you up. Looking into your eyes he smiles "To the Hells with it." he says as he moves in for a kiss "Would you like to return to my quarters?" he asks, hopefully.

1d4 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

The next morning dawns way too early for some as you and your crew prepare to board the Besmara's Bounty. As you bid goodbye to Captain Pegsworthy and his crew you can overhear some of the sailors humming the tune to Randall's song as they board their launch back to the Strix. Captain Pegsworthy frowns as three of his men decide to stay behind and try their luck with the new ship and it's captain. Pegsworthy understands and wishes his men good luck and good hunting as he and the rest begin to row back toward their ship moored in the harbor.
Once you begin stocking provisions for the ship you are approached by three of Rickety's workers, the two you rescued from the naga and the young girl you saved from the wasps, who request to sail with you as well. Rickety is somewhat taken aback by their decision but he too wishes them well as he begins to oversee the hauling of the Strix into the dry dock and the subsequent work to be done on her.
With the crew settled in and the ship ready to depart you haul up your new sails and begin to sail around the headlands and out into the open ocean to forge your destiny.


Finally the day comes when your ship is ready to set sail. Captain Pegsworthy is there along with Rickety and the rest of your crew. As the Captain prepares to christen the Besmara's Bane with a bottle of fine Sargavan wine, from his own stores no less, he offers a toast before smashing the bottle against the ships prow "Good fortune and sure sail await the one what can crack the Rock.”

Knowledge (local) DC:15:

The toast refers to a small castle called Tidewater Rock that commands a small, protected harbor on a remote island south of Motaku Isle. It is said that anyone who can claim Tidewater Rock as her own will have good luck, as the castle makes a strategic watch point from which one can strike the nearby shipping lane.

The crew issues shouts of approval as the chocks are hammered free and the ship rolls free into the estuary.
Captain Pegsworthy takes you up on your offer of a party and arranges for his officers and crew to take part. The party is a smashing success with a couple of fist fights and only one knife fight, resulting in a none too serious injury. The luau last until the wee hours of the morning where the light of the coming false dawn begins to brighten the sky.


Just an FYI. I'm going to be on vacation starting tomorrow so updates from me will be few and far between. I will have my laptop with me and will try to keep posting, but don't expect too much.
I'll be home on the 19th and should pick up regular postings then.
Thanks.


1d3 ⇒ 3
After lowering the body down from the tower and digging a shallow grave Rhialla says a quick blessing for the departed soul at the end of which the parrot flies down from it's perch in the tower to land on her shoulder to squawk "Rotgut!" before lapsing into a companionable silence.
Returning to the village, with the hogs in tow, you seek out Rickety to tell him what you found. "Good idea, burying him out there. He loved being alone, away from everyone else, he just wasn't the sociable type." As you give him the man's belongings Rickety looks at you and says "They're yours now, I guess. Lyle had no one here close enough to claim them and he had no family that I know of."


It's a +1 rapier.


Neela:

You detect a faint aura of Evocation magic on the weapon.


Following the trail to it's end you soon arrive in a small clearing on the promontory over looking the bay on one side and the ocean on the other. Here a simple wooden watch tower rises some 20' from the jungle floor, a crude ladder nailed to the structure allows access to the platform above. Several broken rum bottles lie strewn about the base of the tower.
As you survey the area a brightly colored bird, a parrot, swoops down from the tower and circles the party a couple of times squawking "Shoo, fly. Don't bother me. Shoo fly. Don't bother me." before returning the the rafters of the towers thatched roof.
Climbing the ladder you reach the towers platform. Once there you notice a twisted rope hammock strung between two of the poles that support the towers roof, a large footlocker lies open in the opposite corner. Another empty rum bottle lies tipped on it's side and various items of clothing lie scattered about.
Despite the disarray your eyes are drawn to the body of an elderly man lying sprawled on the floor beneath the hammock, a finely wrought rapier clenched in it's hand. Examining the body, you see that one side of his neck is blackened and swollen and a ring of foam cakes the man's mustache and beard around his lips.

Heal check DC:20:

He appears to have died from some sort of allergic reaction

The blade of his rapier is stained with the same kind of yellowish ichor that you encountered in fighting the wasps.
The parrot flies down from the rafters to land on the dead man's chest, squawking pitifully "Shoo, fly. Don't bother me.'
A quick check of the rest of the watchtower turns up nothing of note or worth, except for a tranished, brass spyglass lying in the open footlocker.


Quiet returns to the jungle as Jaina's pugilistic pummeling puts the piggy down for good.


Jaina, with the sow in front of her dead, surveys the fight before trudging through the jungle to get at the remaining boar. With the roots threatening to trip her all the way, she places the pig between herself and Percival before punching at it. As she steps forward to swing, her foot becomes entangled in the undergrowth and her punch goes wild missing the wild boar completely.
Attack roll(unarmed strike): 1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 7 + 2 = 10

Percival and Randall combine their attacks on the large male boar and strike it down. It gives one last grunt before it expires, blood oozing from it's wounds.

The remaining sow, wheeling in a desperate attack, turns to face Rhialla before attempting to gore the Cleric with her razor sharp tusks. The creature, slowly being surrounded, is too distracted to mount a successful attack as her tusks only find open air.
Attack roll (gore): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8


Round #2
Will save (boar#1): 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 1 = 14
Confused, the boar that attacked Neela turns to face the man who mortally wounded it, but the Witch's magic prevents the creature from successfully hitting Randall.
Attack roll (gore): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8
Attack roll (gore)(Misfortune re-roll): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9
Percival draws his weapon and steps up to the swine attacking Randall but the shadows and the vegetation throw his aim off as his swing goes wide. Meanwhile the boar that was attacking Rhialla, suddenly bereft of a target focuses on Percival as he steps up but he porcine tusks sink deeply into the wood of his shield sparing the Fighter it's attack.
Attack roll (gore): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16
Rhialla, thanks to Besmara's magic, suddenly appears next to the sow attacking Jaina and sinks her rapier into it's exposed flank, drawing another squeal of anger from the creature but before it can turn to face this new threat Jaina's flurry of punches cracks the piggy's skull as the feral light in it's eyes go out and it's legs splay from under it as it lies dead.

The sow attacking Jaina is now dead, while the one attacking Randall is now in negative numbers and under Neela's hex, but fighting on due to it's Ferocity. The remaining sow is attacking Percival, who I assume drew his shield as well as his weapon before stepping up, otherwise that attack is going to hit.


Round #1
Neela begins to use her magic to warp the fabric of reality around Randall and Rhialla, while Percival lunges at the boars with his pike. Unfortunately the heavy undergrowth obscures his vision as he plows a furrow into the soft ground.
Randall continues whistling his tune inspiring his comrades to continue fighting while his spell vastly increases his own speed.
Rhialla strikes with her rapier drawing a squeal of pain from the charging sow while Jaina's one-two punch brings a grunt of surprise from the other.
The lead boar emerges from the jungle in a headlong rush right into Neela, savaging the young Witch with it's tusks.
Attack roll (gore): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17
Damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5
The first sow turns to face Jaina as it paws the ground before charging, but it's momentum carries it harmlessly past the Ifrit.
Attack roll (gore): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10
The remaining sow barrels into Rhialla but it's razor-sharp tusks just skitter harmlessly off her metallic skin.
Attack roll (gore): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15

Begin round #2. Every can post and I'll sort it out in my summary.


She's tenderizing the meat.


In the "free" round you know there is something out there heading towards you, but you cannot see them until such time as when they appear at the top of round #1. Furthermore I'm going to rule that due to the undergrowth and trees in the way that they are going to have concealment (20% miss chance) to anyone further than 5' away (Percival).


The jungle undergrowth would count as difficult terrain. You can cast Enlarge Person on Percival but then he would be considered to be squeezed between the trees. I've updated the map to show the creatures (a boar and two sows) as they appear from the tree line.

Difficult Terrain:
Difficult terrain, such as heavy undergrowth, broken ground, or steep stairs, hampers movement. Each square of difficult terrain counts as 2 squares of movement. Each diagonal move into a difficult terrain square counts as 3 squares. You can't run or charge across difficult terrain.

If you occupy squares with different kinds of terrain, you can move only as fast as the most difficult terrain you occupy will allow.

Flying and incorporeal creatures are not hampered by difficult terrain.


Squeezing:
In some cases, you may have to squeeze into or through an area that isn't as wide as the space you take up. You can squeeze through or into a space that is at least half as wide as your normal space. Each move into or through a narrow space counts as if it were 2 squares, and while squeezed in a narrow space, you take a –4 penalty on attack rolls and a –4 penalty to AC.

When a Large creature (which normally takes up 4 squares) squeezes into a space that's 1 square wide, the creature's miniature figure occupies 2 squares, centered on the line between the 2 squares. For a bigger creature, center the creature likewise in the area it squeezes into.

A creature can squeeze past a creature while moving but it can't end its movement in an occupied square.

To squeeze through or into a space less than half your space's width, you must use the Escape Artist skill. You can't attack while using Escape Artist to squeeze through or into a narrow space, you take a –4 penalty to AC, and you lose any Dexterity bonus to AC.


As you are making your way along the narrow jungle path you hear noise from somewhere off the trail , as if something or someone is rooting around in the dense jungle undergrowth. The noise suddenly stops only to be replaced by a loud grunting noise and several high pitched squeals as whatever it is begins crashing through the jungle towards you.
You have one round to prepare yourselves before whatever it is appears.
Initiative:
Jaina: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8
Neela: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (13) + 10 = 23
Percival: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (20) + 3 = 23
Randall: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14
Rhialla: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18
Antagonists: 1d20 ⇒ 7
Okay apparently two rounds to prepare. One "free" round as they approach and your Round #1 action as they appear, before they attack.

Map
Feel free to arrange yourselves wherever you want to be on the map, just remember that the path is only 5' wide and you can only travel single file along it.


With the situation on the docks defused Captain Pegsworthy shakes Percival's hand before he and his men clamber back into his boat to return to the Strix to see to his men and arrange a shore leave schedule but he promises to be on hand once the Besmara's Bounty is ready to launch.

As you make your way back to the villa you are approached by Rickety. A worried expression on his face he begs your pardon before beginning to explain "I'm worried about Godwin. He may be a drunken sot but he's never missed signalling a ship's approach, not ever. I would appreciate it if you could head out to the lookout tower and check on him for me. I'd send some of my own people but I'm afraid I'm a little short handed right now what with all the things that's been going on. If you would do this for me I'd be willing to lop off, say, another 100 gold pieces off the price of the squib."


"Yes, Miss, it was a hard won fight" he tells Neela, but his expression suddenly sobers as he continues "but I lost some good men in her taking."

Percival:

You've heard something of Captain Pegsworthy of being am honorable man who lives by his own code of conduct. He is considered to be ruthless but fair, sometimes paroling those he's captured who don't have the means to pay a ransom while holding those who can.

Turning to Percival he says "Relax, your secrets safe with me. In fact I would consider it an honor if you would allow me to christen your ship when she's ready to set sail."
Knowledge (local) DC:15:

It is considered good luck to have a Free Captain or a Lady of noble birth (and where are you going to find one of those here?) to christen a new ship.


Sorry, everyone. I had this post ready to go on Saturday but while flipping between screens I accidentally X-ed out the page and lost it all. After an hour of typing the F-bomb could be heard throughout the entire house. This is the first opportunity I've had since the weeekend to sit down and retype it all.

You can see the shoulder's of the officer relax slightly as the tension in his body releases. He looks to Percival before saying "I apologize for the intrusion. I didn't realize the dry dock was in use until we landed ashore. My names Pegsworthy, Captain Merrill Pegsworthy, and my men and I just captured the Strix here and were bringing it in for a refit. I can just imagine we gave you quite a start when a Chelish galleon began sailing into the bay unannounced."
Just then Rickety makes his way to the front of the crowd and takes in the scene on the docks before cursing "Godsdammit, Pegsworthy! What in the Hells are you doing here? You know you're not supposed to be here when there's a ship in the dock. It's bad for business."
Captain Pegsworthy shrugs his shoulders "I know Rickety, but you're lookout never signaled us that the dock was full. Otherwise we would've sailed on and came back later." Rickety looks out across the bay toward the tip of the before cursing again "If the f%*#ing Godwin has drunken himself into another stupor I'll have his f@*@ing hide." With that he heads back towards the center of the settlement to oversee the cleanup and to see to the disposition of the dead.
Pegsworthy watches Rickety stump off before looking back at the dry dock, he clears his throat before saying "I can't help but notice that your ship is of Rahadoumi design. I've heard tell of a Rahadoumi merchantman prize being taken from Barnabas Harrigan by a mutinous crew. You wouldn't happen to know anything about that, would you, because I would like to buy that man, or woman, a drink or several. Anyone who can take that take that jumped up jackanape down a peg or two is alright in my book."


Between Prcival's pike and Jaina's fists the pair manage to drop the remaining wasp to the ground where it buzzes feebly before dying. With the immediate area clear of insects the party returns to the safety of the store, with the female worker in tow.
Several minutes pass before the swarm disperses back into the jungle carrying a few hapless victims off with them. Emerging from their various shelters the remaining villagers begin assessing the damage left in the swarm's wake. Some mourn the loss of friends and loved ones even though they suffered a far less cruel fate then those carried off into the jungle. Although devastating, the loss of life is far lighter than it could have been.
While the townsfolk begin restoring order one worker points to the river's estuary with a shouted "Son of a B!#*$! They found us.". Following the man's outstretched arm you can see a Chelish galleon moored in the harbor. Several workers scramble for cover once again while others grab what weapons they can and head down to the dock.
Once there you notice a group of eight sailors loosely arranged in a semi-circle around another man standing in the center of the perimeter.

Knowledge (local) DC:15:

You know it is highly unlikely that the Chelish navy knows the location of Rickety's and even if they did they wouldn't send just one ship to take care of this wretched hive of scum and villainy.

Perception DC:18:

The sailors on the dock are definitely not dressed in Chelish marine uniforms, instead they are wearing an assorted motley of clothes except for the man standing in the middle who appears to be wearing a greatcoat of the Andoran Eagle Knights.

Sense Motive DC:15:

Although the sailor's are standing with weapons drawn they appear to be holding their position in a defensive cordon around their officer and don't appear to be ready to attack.


Neela uses her magic to befuddle the wasp facing Jaina. As her magic takes hold the creature's future becomes unclear.

Jaina , with Neela's hex bolstering her, punches the wasp in front of her. Landing a solid blow she draws an angry buzz from the creature.

Rhialla and Randall both strike the wasp facing Percival with various results. Randall's thrust barely leaves a scratch on the wasp while Rhialla's pierces the creature's armor striking the soft flesh underneath.

Percival takes a step back from the wasp in front of him and levels his pike. With a powerful thrust the point of his pike goes through the creature's body to emerge from the other side. With a sickening squelch he withdraws his weapon as the wasp drops to the ground, dead.
Attack roll (Power attack): 1d20 + 8 - 2 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 8 - 2 + 1 = 24
Damage: 1d8 + 5 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 5 + 4 + 1 = 18

The remaining wasp continues it's attack against Jaina but misses horribly.
Attack roll (stinger): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7
Attack roll (stinger) (Misfortune Re-roll): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24

Top of round #3


Will save (Misfortune hex): 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5


Jaina rushes out, dodging to the left to avoid one of the wasps stings, she punches the one in front of her, narrowly missing on of the creature's multifaceted eyes.
Attack (Unarmed strike): 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 7 + 1 = 27
Oh, so close.
Damage: 1d8 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 3 + 1 = 6

Neela follows everyone out of the safety of the store in the marketplace, where she pauses for a moment to take in the scene before her.
Neela can still do a standard action this round if she so desires.
Rhialla rushes out, the words of a spell on her lips. As she reaches the wasp before her there is sudden confusion as a host of Rhialla clones fill the area around her.
As Randall moves himself in to attack, his war chant fills the air, bolstering the morale of those around him.
Inspire Courage, +1 to hit, +1 to damage, +1 on saves v. fear.
Percival charges forth, his pike at the ready. Once he is within striking distance he lunges with a powerful blow piercing the wasp's chitinous armor.
I added the +1/+1 for the Inspire Courage.
Jaina's well placed punch stuns the creature, causing it to flutter backwards for a few seconds before it returns to attack, forgetting the hapless worker it was stinging before. It's stinger stabs deep into the Ifrit's abdomen doing some considerable damage before withdrawing.
Attack roll (sting): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24
Damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14
I need Jaina to make a DC:18 Fortitude save or take 1d2 ⇒ 1 of Dexterity damage.
The second wasp turns it's unsettling gaze towards Percival as its' multiple eyes focus on it's new foe. As it flies forward it lashes out with it's stinger piercing the warrior's armor and the flesh underneath.
Attack roll (stinger): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24
Damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14
I need Percival to make a DC:18 Fortitude save as well or take 1d2 ⇒ 1 of Dexterity damage.
Meanwhile the hapless worker, suddenly free of the wasp's attention dives for the nearest stall's protection and curls up underneath.


Jordan Agudelo wrote:
Got The Sun Orchid Scheme all weekend. Already ran it once local. Gonna love seeing peoples reaction to this scenario.

I got Bid for Alabastrine all weekend. Hasn't even come out yet.


For simplicity's sake we can say that you can reach any square adjacent to the wasps on the south side of the map (between the store and the wasps) as a move action. Feel free to move your tokens to where you want to end up.


While Neela's magics keeps the wasp befuddled Percival, Randall, and Rhialla attacks manage to kill it. Suddenly unopposed our heroes seek refuge in a nearby store with some of the other villagers.
But their respite is short lived as screams, coming from the marketplace, fill the air. Looking outside you can see a pair of wasps harassing a young worker as each takes turns swooping in to sting the unfortunate woman as she, arms flailing in the air, feebly attempts to keep them at bay.
In desperation all eyes turn to you.

You have about 10 rounds to do whatever you need to do before this latest incident occurs. We'll keep the same initiative order if you decide to go back out and rescue the woman.


Annoyed the remaining wasp strikes at Jaina, but having it's bell just rung it remains disoriented and completely misses with it's attack.
Attack roll (stinger): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13
Attack roll (stinger)(Misfortune re-roll): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16


Actually, Jaina, Percival finished off the wasp in front of you with his awesome pike handling skills. The remaining wasp is the one to the south. If you wanted to attack it you would have to move up to it as it is 10' away, which would mean no flurry of blows for you.
You can still keep your original roll and damage, just no critical from the second flurry.


Or he could step into the space that Neela just vacated.
Will save: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12


Unfortunately, the wasp is too close to Percival for him to effectively strike with his pike. He would either need to step back 5 feet (which given the obstacles behind him is impossible) OR drop his pike as a free action and draw another weapon for close in fighting.
That's the problem with reach weapons, they're great if you can keep a 5' distance between you and your opponent but once they get inside your reach and you can't move back then you're hosed.
He can keep the same rolls, just re-roll the damage for whatever weapon he chooses.


Jaina steps up to the wasp and unleashes a devastating one-two punch to the creatures midsection, causing it to move backwards before it re-orients itself and swoops in for the attack.
Flurry #1: 1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 5 + 2 = 21
Flurry #2: 1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 5 + 2 = 21
Damage: 1d8 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 3 + 1 = 11
Damage: 1d8 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 3 + 1 = 5

The wasp that Jaina struck begins buzzing louder than before as it lunges with it's stinger. Fortunately Jaina is able to sidestep the attack as the wicked barb misses the Brawler.
Attack roll (sting): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7

Percival is not so lucky as the wasp facing him stabs it's stinger into him. As the point strikes home he can feel the creature's poison being pumped into his blood stream.
Attack roll (sting): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20
Damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7
I need a DC:18 Fortitude save or Percival will take 1d2 ⇒ 2 points of Dexterity damage.

Top of Round #2, everyone can go before the wasps strike again.


Neela curses the wasp in front of her mere seconds before Percival stabs it with his pike.
Percival powerful lunge pierces the creature facing Neela and Randall in it's narrow waist effectively splitting it's thorax from it's abdomen causing it to fall to the ground where it reflexively buzzes even as it lies dying.
Rhialla calls for her goddesses blessing upon the group while Randall begins singing a song, lifting the party's spirits to continue on.


You can assume that between Rhialla, Randall, and the island's Druid that you've been healed to full.


Will save (Wasp #3): 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15


Not so fast!

With the refitting in capable hands our heroes return to the villa after finishing their tour of the little village. The officers and crew of Besmara's Bounty carouse until the wee hours of the morning before returning to their billets for some shut eye.
Waking bleary eyed you make your way to the mess for your morning breakfast and perhaps some hair of the dog that bit you. After the meal you make your way out into the compound to start yet another day.
Making your way toward the dry dock to watch the works progress you notice a flock of birds coming over the trees. As you watch the flock's approach you notice several of the workers begin to jump off the ship and run for cover as a strange hum fills the air. Indeed this is not a flock of birds but a colony of giant wasps driven from their home by the oppressive heat and drawn by the sounds of the construction.
Dozens of the giant insects descend on the outpost stinging those who are not fast enough to escape. As you turn to find shelter from the swarm your path is blocked as you are surrounded by three of the horse sized insects, who seek to sting you and drag you away for food.

Initiative:
Jaina: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7
Neela: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (4) + 10 = 14
Percival: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10
Randall: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9
Rhialla: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9
Wasps: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Map

Okay, everyone can go whenever you want to post and I'll straighten it out before I post.


Rickety looks up from his conversation with his workers and offers a gapped toothed smile "Ah, Thank ye, no. These men here have been working together for years now. Any help you could provide I'm afraid would be more of a hindrance as you'd only be in the way. No, offense."
He offers to show you the drawings he came up with last night, shooing his workers on their way, pointing out areas of the ship where the modifications would be made and what the final outcome would look like, keeping in mind that these are just preliminary sketches and that things might be a little different when it's finished.


I'm sorry everyone but the past week and a half have been insane. Last week I was informed that I along with the rest of our union's local executive board are being sued by a former employee who feels we did not do enough to prevent his termination for theft.
I've been spending most of this week talking with our union's lawyers and trying to find one for myself.
I'm feeling that I need to get these games moving along if only to take my mind off everything else that's going on, but if I lapse into long silences I wanted you to know why.


The morning dawns bright as the rains of last night are long gone. As you gather around the dining table Kendra comes down the stairs looking somewhat bedraggled, her hair out of place and dark circles underneath her puffy eyes.
As you express concern she tells you that she is fine but didn't sleep well last night "Although Father's been dead now for over two weeks events of yesterday made it all seem so final. That, combined with some bad dreams, mad for a fitful night. I'll be alright after some morning tea." She goes into the kitchen to put a pot on "Anyone else?' she asks as she head through the door.


I'm sorry everyone but the past week and a half have been insane. Last week I was informed that I along with the rest of our union's local executive board are being sued by a former employee who feels we did not do enough to prevent his termination for theft.
I've been spending most of this week talking with our union's lawyers and trying to find one for myself.
I'm feeling that I need to get these games moving along if only to take my mind off everything else that's going on, but if I lapse into long silences I wanted you to know why.


Amidst all the excitement the game lies forgotten as people wander off chatting excitedly to each other. Soon the party stands alone on the pier. With nothing else to distract them Percival, Randall, and Rhialla make their way towards their original destination.
Arriving at the dry dock they see the work crew swarming over the hull of the old ship. The yardarms have been removed in preparation for re-rigging. The rudder along with the deck rails have also been removed, awaiting replacement with new parts to further disguise the ship's identity.
Rickety stands nearby, holding a sheaf of paper while conferring with a couple of the hands, pointing to various parts of the ship while talking about the changes he wants to make.


Will save (Giggles): 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 1 = 16
Will save (Hookshanks): 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16
The spell washes over the two ,who beside blinking a few time because of the bright light, seem totally unaffected.
The man who held the dog's leash takes a step back into the room he came from, pulling a wand from his sleeve as he does so. Pointing it at Atherton he mutters a command word. The wand sputters a few times but otherwise nothing seems to happen. Looking dumbfounded at the wand the man swears a blue streak at the malfunctioning magic item.
UMD check: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9
The Gnome curses at Nicolai before rushing across the room, pulling a kukri from his belt as he jumps up on the desk. Once there he swings at the Wizard but his blade is deflected at the last moment by the field of force surrounding Nicolai.
Acrobatics: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 1 = 15
Attack roll: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13

Top of round #2 with Atherton.


Giggles approaches Ceril, the head of is flail swinging back and forth, chortling all the way. He swings the weapon aiming for the Ranger's head, but Ceril manages to duck out of the way in time.
Attack roll: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11


Sorry everyone, I got caught up in some needless drama at work this past week and got sidetracked. Yes, if Kirian, or anybody else, wants to respec their character feel free to go ahead. I generally allow people to rebuild their characters whenever Paizo publishes a new rulebook just in case there's something in there that's absolutely a "must have" for their character.


Brought by the commotion, a crowd of people has gathered on the dock to watch the battle. After Percival dispatches the naga several hands reach down to pull himself, Jaina, and Randall from the river.
A faint whiff of brimstone wafts on the air as Neela's spell closes some of Percival's wounds. What The Witch's magic couldn't finish Rhialla's does as Percival is healed by her spell.
Making his way through the crowd of onlookers Rickety, accompanied by two of his workers, soon confronts the party. Looking at the body floating in the river he rubs his stubbled chin thoughtfully "A water naga, eh. Poor thing must have been driven down river by the drought. Just a matter of time I suppose. Hopefully the others will honor our agreement." Turning to the worker Jaina pulled from the water he tells him go see Chandra and get his hands seen to. Turning back to the party he says "My men tell me you dove in to save Morgan from the naga. I'd like to thank you for that. Good help is hard to find out here on the ass end of nowhere." he pauses for thought before continuing "For that I'm willing to lop off, say, 500 gold pieces on the cost of refitting your ship. Deal?" he asks with a gap toothed grin.


You don't need to wait until your action to post. Go ahead and post and I will adjudicate your actions should something change.

Also, please use the map to show the position of your characters in relation to the enemies. I've been moving them in accordance with your actions but if I make a mistake on your position it could have an unintended detrimental effect.


Atherton's attempt to tumble behind the blonde human is brought up short by the vicious dog in front of him. His foe's eyes go wide at the mention of the name Lamm, but he refuses to say anything more.
Released from his owner's grip the dog, Bloo, proceeds to attack Atherton. It's teeth sink into Atherton's clothing, tearing at his cloak but fail to find the flesh underneath.
Attack (bite): 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16

Ceril errant arrow draws a maniacal laugh from the Half-orc as it sails wide and somehow manages to get lodged in the ceiling of the room.

Orson calls upon the forces of nature to extend it's blessing upon the group, bolstering everyone's combat prowess while calming their nerves.

Arianna is up next, followed by Giggles, then Nicolai.


Percival's stab finds a chink in the naga's scales as his dagger pierces the soft flesh underneath. With a savage slice he guts the serpent, it's blood staining the water around our heroes a bright crimson before being carried away on the river's languid current.

It's dead, Jim.


Silently approaching the door both Ceril and Atherton find it still unlocked. Slowly each one opens one of the doors revealing a small office complete with a desk. A moldy chair sits behind this desk and a small pile of ratty furs and straw can be seen underneath.
As the intrepid pair quietly enter the room they are surprised when doors from the back open and they are faced with Human male, the same one you spotted outside, holding the leash of a large dog straining to be let loose. At the rear of the room a Gnome stands in the doorway, a glint of light flashes off the bare kukri he holds at the ready. Off the side room a Half-orc, with a silly grin on his face, stands slowly swinging his mace back and forth.
The man with the dog grimaces "See, I told you we had visitors. That door hasn't been opened in weeks." Releasing the leash he shouts "Go get 'em, Bloo."

And now we roll intiative.
Arianna: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14
Atherton: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24
Ceril: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19
Nicolai: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12
Orson: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16
Bloo: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 1 = 21
Giggles: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 1 = 13
Hookshanks: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10
Yargin: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 1 = 12

Atherton goes first, followed by Bloo (the dog), Ceril, Orson, and Arianna go next, then Giggles (the Half-orc), Nicolai, Yargin (the Human), and Hookshanks (the Gnome) finish off the round.


Suddenly bereft of images the naga is struck twice in quick succession by both Jaina and Percival, while Rhialla's icicle and Randall's short sword both fail to find their mark.
Surrounded by her foes Selissa once again begins her rhythmic dance as she chants arcane words.

Concentration check DC:17: 1d20 + 11 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 11 + 4 = 20

Spellcraft DC:16:
She's about to cast Obscuring Mist

As she finishes dancing about clouds of thick mist begin billowing out, enveloping the area around her and reducing visibility to mere feet. Those of you in the water hear a faint splash as the serpent begins to dive underneath the water to make good her escape.

Jaina, Percival, and Randall can make an AoO against the feeling naga with a 20% miss chance due to concealment.

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