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Pathfinder Society Member. 1,857 posts (9,399 including aliases). 1 review. No lists. No wishlists. 76 Pathfinder Society characters. 171 aliases.


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Grand Lodge

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Male Human Oracle (time) 1 | AC 10 T 10 FF 10 | CMD 11 | hp 11 | F +2 R +0 W +2 | Spd 20' | Init +0 | KnPla +8, OtherKn +3, Perc +4, SensM +4 | know. of the ages 4/4 | 1st lvl spells 4/4

Zzzz....zzzz....zzzz....zzzz....

GM:
The Dude is currently equipped with ear plugs.

Grand Lodge

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Female Human (Tian-Shu) Monk (flowing, qinggong) 1 | hp 10 | AC 16, T 16, FF 12 | CMD 17 | F +3, R +6, W +4 | Spd 30' | Init +4 | Perc +2:
actually she's Kitsune (gains low-light vision and acrobatics +2 in hybrid form) )

Kung-fu fighting: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12 damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Fauxish is fast like lightning. But is perhaps too concerned with cool Foley sound effects to connect well.

Silver Crusade

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Female Elf Ranger (warden) 2/Wizard (transmuter) 3 | AC 18 T 13 FF 15 | CMD 19 | hp 34/36 | F +6* R +8 W +5 (+2 v Enchant) | Spd 30' (Run x5) | Init +7* | Kn (Arc, Geo, His, Loc, Nat) +7, Perc +8 (low-light), Scrft +8 (+10 ID) | wand of clw 41/50
Iskar wrote:

Upon Zaas return, Iskar opens his eyes and asks mischievously, "So, who has some blood to spare?". Winking at his companions, he advises "If it's preferred I could possibly summon a creature to supply us with some."

"Creepy." Shonne says. Then she stabs her thumb with an arrow.

She casts see invisibility, followed by bull's strength on herself. If she takes damage from blood loss she uses her wand of cure light wounds


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Female Elf Bard 2/Cleric (Calistria) 3 | AC 15 T 12 FF 13 | CMD 14 | hp 31 | F +4 R +7 W +11 (+2 v enchant, +4 v bardic) | Spd 30' | Init +2 | Kn(His, Loc, Nob, Pla, Rel) +7 (others +3), Perc +11 (low-light), SensM +14 (+16 read situation), Scrft +7 | Bardic Performance 8/8 | Channel Positive Energy 5/5 | Domain Abilities 7/7 | clw wand 43/50
Slothsy wrote:

The crossbowman sends a shot flying at Rilia with a grumbling, "زانية كريهة."

The bolt, however, hits the cave wall, causing a few rocks to scatter down.

** Crude Elven spoiler omitted **

"HA! لم أكن حتى تناولها أداة!" Rilia shouts back.

Proper Kyonin Elven:
"HA! I've never even taken up an instrument!"


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Female Elf Bard 2/Cleric (Calistria) 3 | AC 15 T 12 FF 13 | CMD 14 | hp 31 | F +4 R +7 W +11 (+2 v enchant, +4 v bardic) | Spd 30' | Init +2 | Kn(His, Loc, Nob, Pla, Rel) +7 (others +3), Perc +11 (low-light), SensM +14 (+16 read situation), Scrft +7 | Bardic Performance 8/8 | Channel Positive Energy 5/5 | Domain Abilities 7/7 | clw wand 43/50

Typo. He's #42, the Ultimate Answer to Life the Universe and Everything. I have about 70 but I've probably only played a third of them. However when I get an idea for a new character I have to make 'em while the inspiration is with me.

I've got a paladin of Shelyn based on sailor moon, Archimeles, a monk based on a pastiche of every classical Greek thinker you can imagine, a traumatized (in a fun way) 'delusionist' who believes her own illusions and thinks that people don't post often are hallucinations, an executive assistant gnome staff magus, an Igor from the Disc World, an Arabian swordsman touches upon Lovecraft country, a Pharasmin inquisitor/efficiency expert/bean counter, and an abrasive wizardess based on Dungeon Magazine's former iconic blonde bob-top wizard with a quasit familiar. ;)

Now though I have to get to work.

Grand Lodge

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Male Human Oracle (time) 1 | AC 10 T 10 FF 10 | CMD 11 | hp 11 | F +2 R +0 W +2 | Spd 20' | Init +0 | KnPla +8, OtherKn +3, Perc +4, SensM +4 | know. of the ages 4/4 | 1st lvl spells 4/4
Sifah Asashio wrote:
"Two faced? Huh? You speak ill of the dead now? I suppose that as an elemental creatures, perhaps he was more closely akin to me than you, but still he deserves your respect in death."

"No Nethys the Two-Faced Bastard though I guess he's also the god of doors too, maybe. I mean Dalir wasn't a compulsive liar, and his parents were probably married, I guess. Not that there anything necessarily wrong with being born out of wedlock. I mean I'm a love-child and look how I turned out."

After the burial, the Dude pulls out his masterwork 12-string and plays.

perform (strings): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11

"Sorry man, it's the only song I know besides Stairway to Nirvana and that bit from Hotel Korvosa that goes like this." He demonstrates.

Dude's good for goin' back on. I mean on.


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Male Human (Taldan) sorcerer (imperious) 1 | AC 11 T 11 FF 10 | CMD 12 | hp 7 (1 nonlethal) | F +1 R +1 W +2 | Spd 30' | Init +4 | KnLoc +5*, KnNob +7*, Perc +0 | Derring-do 1/4 | Inspired 1/1 | Worldly 0/1 | Conditons drunkish

*SPLASH!* "Blub, blub, blub! Hey!"


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Male Human (Taldan) sorcerer (imperious) 1 | AC 11 T 11 FF 10 | CMD 12 | hp 7 (1 nonlethal) | F +1 R +1 W +2 | Spd 30' | Init +4 | KnLoc +5*, KnNob +7*, Perc +0 | Derring-do 1/4 | Inspired 1/1 | Worldly 0/1 | Conditons drunkish
Hodge the Undrowned wrote:

With the danger gone, Hodge heals himself ( [dice=Cure Light Wounds] 1d8 +1 ) and continues to catch crabs and hold them towards the water's surface.

He will still have Cure Light Wounds prepared, if someone who looks hurt (heal or Perception check?) comes within touching distance he will cast cure light wounds on them.

Well not now that I know you have crabs!


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I'm going for 'fierce' here people--fierce! | Tactical Map Folio
Scarlet Scarab wrote:

Dice be praised!

"She's not paralyzed?!?! But she had to make a save! BLAST!!"

Silver Crusade

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Female Human (Keleshite) Cleric of Sarenrae 4 | hp 33/35 | AC 17, T 10, FF 17 | CMD 15 | F +6, R +3, W +9 | Spd 20' | Init +0 | Diplo +9, Heal +11, KnRel +7, Perc +4, SensM +4 | Channel 4/5 | wand of CLW 49/50

diplomacy: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 10 Well I'm glad that's out of the way. Nuthin' but 20s from now on.


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Female Human Jedi 2/Scoundrel 1 | Ref 17 (FF 15), Fort 14, Will 15; DT 14; Condition 0 | hp 23/40 | Init +8 | Perception +7 | FPts 6 | DSPts 1 | Destiny 3

blaster pistol v red: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6 damage: 3d6 ⇒ (5, 1, 4) = 10 Pew pew!


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Female Human (Kellid) Fighter (cad) 1 / Rogue (cutpurse) 1 | hp 11/16 | AC 17 (18 vs robots) T 14 (15 vs robots) FF 13 | CMD 16 | F +3 R +6 W +0* | Spd 30' | Init +4 | KnLoc +5, Perc +4

I'm good. Well chaotic neutral, but you know what I mean.

Grand Lodge

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Female Human (Tian-Shu) Monk (flowing, qinggong) 1 | hp 10 | AC 16, T 16, FF 12 | CMD 17 | F +3, R +6, W +4 | Spd 30' | Init +4 | Perc +2:
actually she's Kitsune (gains low-light vision and acrobatics +2 in hybrid form) )

sense motive: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9

"I think they object to your face." Fauxish whispers on tip-toe to the man nodding at the sobbing villagers. "Can you rub that stuff off. Maybe we could get you a hood to hide it and then a big scythe so you can prove how useful you are by helping around the farms."

Grand Lodge

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Female Human (Tian-Shu) Monk (flowing, qinggong) 1 | hp 10 | AC 16, T 16, FF 12 | CMD 17 | F +3, R +6, W +4 | Spd 30' | Init +4 | Perc +2:
actually she's Kitsune (gains low-light vision and acrobatics +2 in hybrid form) )

The Night Before Game Day:
The Night Before Game Day
With apologies to Clement Clarke Moore

'Twas the night before Game Day, when all through the house
not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The minis on the mantle had been painted with care,
in hopes that St. Jacobs soon would be there.

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
while visions of adventure played in their heads.
And Mama with her fighter, and my redeemed darkfire adept,
had just stolen into the lair of that false Razmiran sect.

When out on the roof there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my chair to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
tore open the shutter, and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
gave the lustre of midday to objects below,
when, what to my wondering eyes should into view dance,
but a miniature sleigh and eight writers who freelance!

With a haggard editor, fresh from an all-nighter,
I knew in a moment it must be Wes Schneider.
More rapid than eagles, his coursers they came,
and he whistled and shouted and called them by name:

"Now Tim! Now Nick!
Now, Greg and Amber!
On, Richard! On, John!
On, Mike and Mr. Baur!
To the top of the porch!
To the top of the wall!
Now dash away! Dash away!
Dash away all!"

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
when they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky
so up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
with the sleigh full of gamer swag, and audio dramas too.

And then, craning my ear to the roof perpendicular
I could hear the heavy tread boots of each contributor.
As I drew in my head and was turning around,
down the chimney Young Wes came with a bound.

He was dressed all in fake fur, for they are not overfond
of that sort of thing in blue Washington's progressive Redmond.
A bundle of books he had flung on his back,
and he looked like a peddling librarian opening his pack.

His eyes--how they twinkled! His dimples, how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
and the beard on his chin was in need of a mow.
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
and the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
He looked a bit high, and slightly less then regal,
but that's what you get in a State where pot is half-legal.

His character, a multi-class ninja pirate half-dinosaur elf,
its huge Hero Lab sheet made me laugh, in spite of myself.
With a wink of his eye and a flip of his thumb
he showed me the new archetype that was yet to come.

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his editing work,
and corrected our character sheets, even Bill's the rules jerk.
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
and giving a nod, up the chimney he rose.

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, 'ere he drove out of sight,

"Happy Game Day to all, and to all a good game night!"

Everyone get their Game Day Tree up and hide their pre-painted Game Day eggs?

Dark Archive

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The Night Before Game Day:
The Night Before Game Day
With apologies to Clement Clarke Moore

'Twas the night before Game Day, when all through the house
not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The minis on the mantle had been painted with care,
in hopes that St. Jacobs soon would be there.

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
while visions of adventure played in their heads.
And Mama with her fighter, and my redeemed darkfire adept,
had just stolen into the lair of that false Razmiran sect.

When out on the roof there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my chair to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
tore open the shutter, and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
gave the lustre of midday to objects below,
when, what to my wondering eyes should into view dance,
but a miniature sleigh and eight writers who freelance!

With a haggard editor, fresh from an all-nighter,
I knew in a moment it must be Wes Schneider.
More rapid than eagles, his coursers they came,
and he whistled and shouted and called them by name:

"Now Tim! Now Nick!
Now, Greg and Amber!
On, Richard! On, John!
On, Mike and Mr. Baur!
To the top of the porch!
To the top of the wall!
Now dash away! Dash away!
Dash away all!"

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
when they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky
so up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
with the sleigh full of gamer swag, and audio dramas too.

And then, craning my ear to the roof perpendicular
I could hear the heavy tread boots of each contributor.
As I drew in my head and was turning around,
down the chimney Young Wes came with a bound.

He was dressed all in fake fur, for they are not overfond
of that sort of thing in blue Washington's progressive Redmond.
A bundle of books he had flung on his back,
and he looked like a peddling librarian opening his pack.

His eyes--how they twinkled! His dimples, how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
and the beard on his chin was in need of a mow.
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
and the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
He looked a bit high, and slightly less then regal,
but that's what you get in a State where pot is half-legal.

His character, a multi-class ninja pirate half-dinosaur elf,
its huge Hero Lab sheet made me laugh, in spite of myself.
With a wink of his eye and a flip of his thumb
he showed me the new archetype that was yet to come.

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his editing work,
and corrected our character sheets, even Bill's the rules jerk.
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
and giving a nod, up the chimney he rose.

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, 'ere he drove out of sight,

"Happy Game Day to all, and to all a good game night!"

Everyone get their Game Day Tree up and hide their pre-painted Game Day eggs?

Silver Crusade

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Female Elf Ranger (warden) 2/Wizard (transmuter) 3 | AC 18 T 13 FF 15 | CMD 19 | hp 34/36 | F +6* R +8 W +5 (+2 v Enchant) | Spd 30' (Run x5) | Init +7* | Kn (Arc, Geo, His, Loc, Nat) +7, Perc +8 (low-light), Scrft +8 (+10 ID) | wand of clw 41/50

The Night Before Game Day:
The Night Before Game Day
With apologies to Clement Clarke Moore

'Twas the night before Game Day, when all through the house
not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The minis on the mantle had been painted with care,
in hopes that St. Jacobs soon would be there.

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
while visions of adventure played in their heads.
And Mama with her fighter, and my redeemed darkfire adept,
had just stolen into the lair of that false Razmiran sect.

When out on the roof there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my chair to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
tore open the shutter, and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
gave the lustre of midday to objects below,
when, what to my wondering eyes should into view dance,
but a miniature sleigh and eight writers who freelance!

With a haggard editor, fresh from an all-nighter,
I knew in a moment it must be Wes Schneider.
More rapid than eagles, his coursers they came,
and he whistled and shouted and called them by name:

"Now Tim! Now Nick!
Now, Greg and Amber!
On, Richard! On, John!
On, Mike and Mr. Baur!
To the top of the porch!
To the top of the wall!
Now dash away! Dash away!
Dash away all!"

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
when they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky
so up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
with the sleigh full of gamer swag, and audio dramas too.

And then, craning my ear to the roof perpendicular
I could hear the heavy tread boots of each contributor.
As I drew in my head and was turning around,
down the chimney Young Wes came with a bound.

He was dressed all in fake fur, for they are not overfond
of that sort of thing in blue Washington's progressive Redmond.
A bundle of books he had flung on his back,
and he looked like a peddling librarian opening his pack.

His eyes--how they twinkled! His dimples, how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
and the beard on his chin was in need of a mow.
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
and the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
He looked a bit high, and slightly less then regal,
but that's what you get in a State where pot is half-legal.

His character, a multi-class ninja pirate half-dinosaur elf,
its huge Hero Lab sheet made me laugh, in spite of myself.
With a wink of his eye and a flip of his thumb
he showed me the new archetype that was yet to come.

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his editing work,
and corrected our character sheets, even Bill's the rules jerk.
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
and giving a nod, up the chimney he rose.

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, 'ere he drove out of sight,

"Happy Game Day to all, and to all a good game night!"

Everyone get their Game Day Tree up and hide their pre-painted Game Day eggs?


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Female Elf Bard 2/Cleric (Calistria) 3 | AC 15 T 12 FF 13 | CMD 14 | hp 31 | F +4 R +7 W +11 (+2 v enchant, +4 v bardic) | Spd 30' | Init +2 | Kn(His, Loc, Nob, Pla, Rel) +7 (others +3), Perc +11 (low-light), SensM +14 (+16 read situation), Scrft +7 | Bardic Performance 8/8 | Channel Positive Energy 5/5 | Domain Abilities 7/7 | clw wand 43/50

The feeling of warm water washes over Rilia like the gift of some divine being, taking the last of the soap and shampoo with it. She rises from the tub and accepts a dry, fluffy, two-hundred thread count towel from her manservant What's-his-name.


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Female Elf Bard 2/Cleric (Calistria) 3 | AC 15 T 12 FF 13 | CMD 14 | hp 31 | F +4 R +7 W +11 (+2 v enchant, +4 v bardic) | Spd 30' | Init +2 | Kn(His, Loc, Nob, Pla, Rel) +7 (others +3), Perc +11 (low-light), SensM +14 (+16 read situation), Scrft +7 | Bardic Performance 8/8 | Channel Positive Energy 5/5 | Domain Abilities 7/7 | clw wand 43/50

Under the effects of her enchantments the rest of the camp kowtows to Rilia's every need. Carrying her around in Setzer's chair, peeling her grapes for her, preparing her drinks with tiny umbrellas set in them, and fanning her as she basks in the sun. She wonders for moment how her friends are doing shrugs and returns to reading 50 Shades of Hades.
Meanwhile....


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Female Elf Bard 2/Cleric (Calistria) 3 | AC 15 T 12 FF 13 | CMD 14 | hp 31 | F +4 R +7 W +11 (+2 v enchant, +4 v bardic) | Spd 30' | Init +2 | Kn(His, Loc, Nob, Pla, Rel) +7 (others +3), Perc +11 (low-light), SensM +14 (+16 read situation), Scrft +7 | Bardic Performance 8/8 | Channel Positive Energy 5/5 | Domain Abilities 7/7 | clw wand 43/50

Who in the Nine Hells is gonna peel my grapes and offer me interesting finger food then!


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Female Human Jedi 2/Scoundrel 1 | Ref 17 (FF 15), Fort 14, Will 15; DT 14; Condition 0 | hp 23/40 | Init +8 | Perception +7 | FPts 6 | DSPts 1 | Destiny 3
GM wrote:
(Ignighted?)

Yeah, though I do like the idea of her threatening the guy without it lit. "See this 30 cm proctological probe?"

Nomi's face goes red and she swears "Frackin' mother of Kwath!"

She moves up and sweeps her lightsaber down on the imperial doctor.

lightsaber v doctor: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18 damage: 2d8 + 2 ⇒ (5, 6) + 2 = 13


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Female Elf Bard 2/Cleric (Calistria) 3 | AC 15 T 12 FF 13 | CMD 14 | hp 31 | F +4 R +7 W +11 (+2 v enchant, +4 v bardic) | Spd 30' | Init +2 | Kn(His, Loc, Nob, Pla, Rel) +7 (others +3), Perc +11 (low-light), SensM +14 (+16 read situation), Scrft +7 | Bardic Performance 8/8 | Channel Positive Energy 5/5 | Domain Abilities 7/7 | clw wand 43/50
Rilia of the Savored Sting wrote:
"... I'll answer the second when you answer one of ours."

"I'm sorry, my friends are all at least partially human and therefore do not hear all that well. Your proposal was a question for question. They must not have heard. I however am ready with one--an interogative statement that is: what interest do you have in helping Clegg?"


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Female Elf Bard 2/Cleric (Calistria) 3 | AC 15 T 12 FF 13 | CMD 14 | hp 31 | F +4 R +7 W +11 (+2 v enchant, +4 v bardic) | Spd 30' | Init +2 | Kn(His, Loc, Nob, Pla, Rel) +7 (others +3), Perc +11 (low-light), SensM +14 (+16 read situation), Scrft +7 | Bardic Performance 8/8 | Channel Positive Energy 5/5 | Domain Abilities 7/7 | clw wand 43/50

I'm not sure Rilia can walk anywhere as move actions are actions. And they the description describes people coming into contact with the performance rather than the other way around. I think in order to enthrall the camp the rest of the party would have to carry Rilia in on a palanquin (or Setzer's chair!)--which by the way, Rilia is 100% fine with! In fact, if the fifth member of the party could fan her with a palm leaf and peel her grapes for her that would be great. ;)

"You're too kind, Mr...?"


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Female Elf Bard 2/Cleric (Calistria) 3 | AC 15 T 12 FF 13 | CMD 14 | hp 31 | F +4 R +7 W +11 (+2 v enchant, +4 v bardic) | Spd 30' | Init +2 | Kn(His, Loc, Nob, Pla, Rel) +7 (others +3), Perc +11 (low-light), SensM +14 (+16 read situation), Scrft +7 | Bardic Performance 8/8 | Channel Positive Energy 5/5 | Domain Abilities 7/7 | clw wand 43/50

I rarely forget a mysterious, unseen face. ;)


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Female Elf Bard 2/Cleric (Calistria) 3 | AC 15 T 12 FF 13 | CMD 14 | hp 31 | F +4 R +7 W +11 (+2 v enchant, +4 v bardic) | Spd 30' | Init +2 | Kn(His, Loc, Nob, Pla, Rel) +7 (others +3), Perc +11 (low-light), SensM +14 (+16 read situation), Scrft +7 | Bardic Performance 8/8 | Channel Positive Energy 5/5 | Domain Abilities 7/7 | clw wand 43/50

I don't think those enthralled by Rilia can leave the area ("take no action") nor can Rilia ("The speech ends ... if you lose concentration or do anything other than speak or sing."). The spell also mentions what happens if new people wander into the area of effect ("Those entering the area during the performance must also successfully save or become enthralled.") so unless the rest of the party wants to lead the camp to Rilia, that's that.

Her plan was to get into the camp and use the ability to incapacitate a large swath of Zincher's flunkies, but even then some of them where going to resist--and a fight was the most-likely result (especially when those that resist notice how I've ensorcelled their comrades). So I would suggest leaving me behind, letting me use sleep on the two, or quietly and simultaneously incapacitating them.

Folks were going to walk into camp anyway. So walk into camp and let Aishe and Sinmara cover the rest from range now that the outer defensive ring has a hole in it. There are only 10 guards and Rilia got her share and in a way that shouldn't preclude further negotiations (i.e. we haven't killed anyone yet).


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Here for fun. Here for glory! Here for Boons!!


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Female Human Jedi 2/Scoundrel 1 | Ref 17 (FF 15), Fort 14, Will 15; DT 14; Condition 0 | hp 23/40 | Init +8 | Perception +7 | FPts 6 | DSPts 1 | Destiny 3

"Here. Let me see that." She moves over to Taril. She winces a bit at the look of the wound but says calmly. "I've seen worse at the local cantina. This should fix you up."

treat injury (with medpac): 1d20 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 + 2 = 23

So if I'm reading the rules right, character level (2) + 8 hp back. Yer full. Take that healbot!

Dark Archive

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Male Human (Kelesh) Fighter 3 | hp 29 | AC 17, T 13, FF 14 | CMD 16 | F +5, R +3, W +1 | Spd 30' | Init +2 | KnArc +7, KnDun +6, KnRel +6, Perc +0

Disguise is usually something the GM rolls (so as to build suspense--Is the villain giving me tea because he has fallen for my disguise as his elderly first-grade teacher or has he seen through it and offering me poison).

If you want though, (and assuming no one stops him) disguise (with kit!): 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

So yes, affecting a face veil and a nun's habit and wimple Sister Zadeir, the six-foot-six nun hefts the chest up on her broad shoulder and prepares to move out again.

"koff, koff Ahem. Ready!" He trills in high falsetto voice reminiscent of Monty Python's 'Pepperpots'.

At the shop Abaal whispers to the spokesperson to ask if they have any Taffeta.

perception (look around--casually): 1d20 ⇒ 7

What might in a ensue:

(a customer walks in the door.)

Customer (Abaal Zadeir dressed as a male nun with a goatee): Good Morning.

Owner (Michael Palin dress like the pet shop owner from the Ex-Parrot Sketch): Good morning, Sir. Welcome to the National Cheese Silk Emporium!

Customer: Ah thank you my good man.

Owner: What can I do for you, Sir?

C: Well, I was, uh, sitting in the public library on Thurmon Street just now, skimming through 'Rogue Herrys' by Hugh Walpole, and I suddenly thought I needed a change.

O: Change, sir?

C: Haute couture.

O: Eh?

C: 'Ee I needs some new pants!

O: Ah, pants!

C: In a nutshell. And I thought to myself, 'sericin and fibroin', so, I curtailed my Walpoling activites, sallied forth, and infiltrated your place of purveyance to negotiate the vending of some silken sartorials!

O: Come again?

C: I want to buy some silk.

O: Oh, I thought you were complaining about the bouzouki player!

C: Oh, heaven forbid: I am one who delights in all manifestations of the Terpsichorean muse!

O: Sorry?

C: 'Ooo, Ah lahk a nice tune, 'yer forced to!

O: So he can go on playing, can he?

C: Most certainly! Now then, some silk please, my good man.

O: (lustily) Certainly, sir. What would you like?

C: Well, eh, how about a little Shantung.

O: I'm, a-fraid we're fresh out of Shantung, sir.

C: Oh, never mind, how are you on Tussah?

O: I'm afraid we never have that at the end of the week, sir, we get it fresh on Monday.

C: Tish tish. No matter. Well, stout yeoman, four ounces of Dupioni, if you please.

O: Ah! It's beeeen on order, sir, for two weeks. Was expecting it this morning.

C: 'T's Not my lucky day, is it? Aah, Noil?

O: Sorry, sir.

C: Habutai?

O: Normally, sir, yes. Today the van broke down.

C: Ah. Lucca?

O: Sorry.

C: Malay? Manchester?

O: No.

C: Any Lullingstone Castle, per chance?

O: No.

C: Bombyx Mori?

O: No.

C: Catanzaro?

O: No.

C: Almgrensrosen?

O: No.

C: Logwood?

O: No.

C: Shakers?

O: (pause) No.

C: Terengganu?

O: No.

C: Songket?

O: No.

C: Antheraea Pernyi, Hùng Vương, Sheni Tola'at, Byzantine, Samia Cynthia, Ramanagara, Mysore?

O: No.

C: Lyonese, perhaps?

O: Ah! We have Lyonese, yessir.

C: (suprised) You do! Excellent.

O: Yessir. It's ah... it's a bit runny.

C: Oh, I like it runny.

O: Well,.. It's very runny, actually, sir.

C: No matter. Fetch hither the perxal de la Belle France! Mmmwah!

O: I...think it's a bit runnier than you'll like it, sir.

C: I don't care how f@~#ing runny it is. Hand it over with all speed.

O: Oooooooooohhh........! (pause)

C: What now?

O: The cat's eaten it.

C: (pause) Has he?

O: She, sir.

(pause)

C: Valencia?

O: No.

C: Congleton?

O: No.

C: Macclesfield?

O: No.

C: Reggio Calabria?

O: No.

C: Hampton Court?

O: No sir.

C: You... do have some silk, don't you?

O: (brightly) Of course, sir. It's a silk shop, sir. We've got-

C: No no... don't tell me. I'm keen to guess.

O: Fair enough.

C: Uuuuuh, Lyocell.

O: Yes?

C: Ah, well, I'll have some of that!

O: Oh! I thought you were talking to me, sir. Mister Lyocell, that's my name.

(pause)

C: Harappa?

O: Uh, not as such.

C: Uuh, Gorgonzola?

O: No

C: Crepe de Chine?

O: No

C: Paterson?

O: No

C: James the First?

O: No

C: Spider?

O: No

C: Ahimsa silk?

O: No

C: Venezuelan Beaver Silk?

O: Not -today-, sir, no.

(pause)

C: Aah, how about Chiffon?

O: Well, we don't get much call for it around here, sir.

C: Not much ca--It's the single most popular silk in the world!

O: Not 'round here, sir.

C: (slight pause) and what IS the most popular cheese 'round hyah?

O: Gobichettipalayam, sir.

C: IS it.

O: Oh, yes, it's staggeringly popular in this manusquire.

C: Is it.

O: It's our number one best seller, sir!

C: I see. Uuh... Gobichettipalayam, eh?

O: Right, sir.

C: All right. Okay. 'Have you got any?' He asked, expecting the answer 'no'.

O: I'll have a look, sir.. nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnno.

C: It's not much of a silk shop, is it?

O: Finest in the district sir!

C: (annoyed) Explain the logic underlying that conclusion, please.

O: Well, it's so clean, sir!

C: It's certainly uncontaminated by silk.

O: (brightly) You haven't asked me about Wild Silk, sir.

C: Would it be worth it?

O: Could be.

C: Have you --SHUT THAT BLOODY BOUZOUKI OFF!

O: Told you sir...

C: (slowly) Have you got any Wild Silk?

O: No.

C: Figures. Predictable, really I suppose. It was an act of purest optimism to have posed the question in the first place....... Tell me:

O: Yessir?

C: (deliberately) Have you in fact got any silk here at all?

O: Yes,sir.

C: Really?

(pause)

O: No. Not really, sir.

C: You haven't.

O: Nosir. Not a scrap. I was deliberately wasting your time, sir.

C: Well I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to kill you.

O: Right-0, sir.

(The customer takes out a huge falchion and slices the shopkeeper in twain)

C: What a senseless waste of human life.


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Female Human Jedi 2/Scoundrel 1 | Ref 17 (FF 15), Fort 14, Will 15; DT 14; Condition 0 | hp 23/40 | Init +8 | Perception +7 | FPts 6 | DSPts 1 | Destiny 3

"Smeg! I love this shirt...."


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Female Elf Bard 2/Cleric (Calistria) 3 | AC 15 T 12 FF 13 | CMD 14 | hp 31 | F +4 R +7 W +11 (+2 v enchant, +4 v bardic) | Spd 30' | Init +2 | Kn(His, Loc, Nob, Pla, Rel) +7 (others +3), Perc +11 (low-light), SensM +14 (+16 read situation), Scrft +7 | Bardic Performance 8/8 | Channel Positive Energy 5/5 | Domain Abilities 7/7 | clw wand 43/50

"Nel! Try and get more of them to chase you!"

Rilia begins weaving a spell together.

spellcraft DC 16:
Rilia begins casting [url]sleep[/url]

Inspire Courage +1 morale bonus on saving throws against charm and fear effects and a +1 competence bonus on attack and weapon damage rolls.


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Stuff that. All should be Kobolds--magnificent, perfect Kobolds. Yes, Kobolds as far as the eye can see in dark.


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Hmm wrote:

Chris, here are some requests that I have for great avatars to add:

1) More black elves and half-elves, male or female. I especially loved the elf monk from Ironbound Schism, Dhiara. More dark humans too. There is Lady Ziralia from Sun Orchid scheme. Also Magali from Consortium Compact!

2) More tengu. We only have two.

3) More asian women. A bonus if they can also be geisha bards. There is a lovely purple-haired asian woman in Blood of Angels that I would love to see as an avatar.

4) More attractive half-orc art, male or female. We have an image of Calisro Benarry in Labyrinth of Hungry Ghosts. I'd love to have her as an avatar.

5) The wonderful sarcophagus mimic image from Risen From the Sands. Maurice (my party named him after they got him to surrender) was delightful.

Hmm

As an addition to the above, any race that you can normally get away with playing as should probably have more icons available to it than the incredibly popular (but all incredibly similar) red lizardy outsider that is the Chatterer (which has about six). I'm looking at the Nagaji, Kitsune, Grippli, and Wayang (and probably others I forgot). I'm not sure why these folks don't amount to a flock of Dhampirs (six officially), other than the fact that tech folk don't normally encounter them as much as they do Dhampirs in the course of their work. Honestly there are more Triaxian's available to choose from and they are technically aliens from outerspace.

In that regard it might do to have more horses, mules and perhaps dogs and other animals that could be used as familiars, mounts or sources of nutrition. I know every evoker has their own piranha fish (which has four or five icons more than your typical pufferfish, parrot or mule and three or four more than your common horse who's not black and wreathed in hellfire) but still more diversity might be nice.

That and a couple of niggling tag corrections.

Oh and I almost forgot, perhaps some more official, big-eyed, long-eared Pathfinder elves. I have to use an Axiomite for my Calistrian bard/cleric (see above) which seemed odd, because I could search Google and three or four official ones sprang into view. I realize that the entire village of Falcon's Hollow are practically all Half-Elves but those folks had to come from somewhere. Older edition Elves are not as big-eyed and pointy as Pathfinder Elves and basically look like their Half-human Golarion cousins. Having more and better Elves (at least in comparison to other distinctive Core races - like Half-orcs, Dwarves and Gnomes) would be a good thing. As it is now, the Common, White-Coifed, Very-Obvious Merisiel represents half their species (or at least a very specific and prolific subspecies).

I realize that you can only include things people draw, but there are at least two good examples of all the above somewhere out there. I mean someone drew four or five piranha right?

Thanks again to the tech team for all you do and tell Drusilla the Bleak when you run into her on your coffee break that she left her black skull-pipped dice behind at last week's game night.

PS the Society for Equal Heights would like to note that because their constituents are half as tall there should twice as many Halfling, Rat Folk, Wayang and Gnome (sans incredibly offensive little red hat) icons as there are Medium-sized humanoids (and perhaps a third more Dwarves as well).

Thank you.


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Female Human Jedi 2/Scoundrel 1 | Ref 17 (FF 15), Fort 14, Will 15; DT 14; Condition 0 | hp 23/40 | Init +8 | Perception +7 | FPts 6 | DSPts 1 | Destiny 3

Ride: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

From a mound of rotting vegetation Nomi hauls herself up on her elbows and spits and growls. "Pi-TOOEY Stupid tree!"

Looking back over its shoulder at her the kybuck farts wetly.


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...not being able to shift out of park into chaotic neutrality.


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Female Human Jedi 2/Scoundrel 1 | Ref 17 (FF 15), Fort 14, Will 15; DT 14; Condition 0 | hp 23/40 | Init +8 | Perception +7 | FPts 6 | DSPts 1 | Destiny 3

Ride: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 3 + 2 = 14

"What... I... won't... give... for... a... speeder... right... now!"

Nomi follows Kalus.

Silver Crusade

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Female Elf Ranger (warden) 2/Wizard (transmuter) 3 | AC 18 T 13 FF 15 | CMD 19 | hp 34/36 | F +6* R +8 W +5 (+2 v Enchant) | Spd 30' (Run x5) | Init +7* | Kn (Arc, Geo, His, Loc, Nat) +7, Perc +8 (low-light), Scrft +8 (+10 ID) | wand of clw 41/50
Brallenera Thalkham wrote:

Awww, I'm a Silver Crusader too, Show-Off.

Do that mean I got something too?

Are you familiar with the Pathfinder Society Faction Cards? They are a free download on the site and give little Boons based on goals you achieve during the course of an adventure. Some adventures are even specifically geared toward them (course those came out way later than Season 0). I just started taking note myself.

Brallenera Thalkham wrote:
[dice=Dayjob, Taylor]1d20+5 Gives Shonne the rags

I will treasure it always and should I ever need an extra sleeve it will come in handy.... No pun intended of course. Dwarf treasures are meant to be buried in deep dark mines, right?


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Female Elf Bard 2/Cleric (Calistria) 3 | AC 15 T 12 FF 13 | CMD 14 | hp 31 | F +4 R +7 W +11 (+2 v enchant, +4 v bardic) | Spd 30' | Init +2 | Kn(His, Loc, Nob, Pla, Rel) +7 (others +3), Perc +11 (low-light), SensM +14 (+16 read situation), Scrft +7 | Bardic Performance 8/8 | Channel Positive Energy 5/5 | Domain Abilities 7/7 | clw wand 43/50

Rilia takes 600 for 610. ;)


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I'm going for 'fierce' here people--fierce! | Tactical Map Folio

Honestly, I'm crying on the inside.

Yes, folks will be talking about your performance of Tenchi of Mendev for years to come. It's the story of the complicated life of an apprentice temple oracle blessed with charisma but cursed with an overwhelming sense of duty. By turns to accept an arrogant Taldon noblewoman, her kid sister, a notorious Shackles harridan, her strange ship's pet, and an ageless, crazy, ex-Technic League gizmolotrix into his family home. When all the women fall in love with their host hilarity ensues. There's fights with demons and cultural misunderstanding and conflict between the women and lot's more. Still it was the hot springs spa scene that really sold it.

Jhod had to use all of his divine training to revive Larimus.

6d60 ⇒ (24, 28, 23, 6, 4, 45) = 130 Over the course of the three days Esme hauls in 130 sp of which she shares half (65 sp) with the party. She also gives thought to hiring more folks to perform with her in future engagements.


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Female Halfling Bard (street performer) 1 | HP: 12 | AC: 17 T: 14 FF: 14 | CMD: 11 | F: +2 R: +6 W: +4 (+2 v fear) | Init: +3 | Perc: +3 | Speed: 20' |
Scarlet Scarab wrote:
I assume Scarlet is busy talking to the Vekkel Benzel and family.

Correct. It was where you got your hint of a rumor. This particular rumor is a bit tricky to tease out. A bit like getting people at Hogwarts to use the name of the principle antagonist. You can continue talking with them if you like, or go speak with other people when they leave but you won't get anymore 'in-module bonus' info out of the exchange.

Alia of the Blade wrote:
During the afternoon kid show's imaginary cart ride I've had her crawl over me in a bawdy way that made the male audiences pants shrink. So why stop there, sure, sign me up, I'll go along. If nothing else, Esme will know I'm a good sport ^_^

Que the "Hedgehog Song", or perhaps "The Wizard's Staff Has a Nob on the End."

1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25
1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14

Shepherd Jhod Kavken utters a prayer.

Fusti churns his cheese with greater deliberation.

Paun fans himself with his helmet.

Henson and Rolf both pour their beers in their respective laps.

Samuel Renault mops his sweaty brow and blows his breath out heavily.

Chick puts his hand over Wilbur's eyes. Wilbur moves his head. Chick puts up the other hand.

It takes six people to hold old Larimus back from storming the stage.

Argentov claps in genuine approval. "Encore! Encore!" He's the only one who stands to do so.


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Nigh-Deific Green Dragon * Note: The Great Green God doesn't go for any of that "stat" stuff. Consider him "unstatted" in the White Wolf/World of Darkness sense of the word.

Sign up for Google Drive and Google Drawing.

If you have a pdf version of the module you can copy out the map and paste it into Goggle Drawing (usually with a right click), and do the same with character icons and anything else you want on it.

Draw black boxes over the bits the characters cannot see.

Enable different line boarders on multiple versions of enemy icons for ease of identification in battle ("I attack the red skeleton." "You can but blue will get an AoO on you.")

Remember to enable 'editing' in the file's share preferences otherwise folks won't be able to move their icons around.

Some folks use Google Slides (I think that's what it is called) instead of Drawing. It has the same functionality except that some phones won't be able to see things that hang over the edge of the slide template (that's probably true of Drawing too but the surface is big enough I've never run into the problem). Slides allows you to attach multiple pages to one file.

Good luck.

The Exchange

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Male Human (Varisian) Rogue 1 | HP 9/10* | AC 16, T 13, FF 13 | CMD 14 | F +1*, R +6, W -1 | Spd 30' | Init +3 | KnDun +6, KnLoc +6, Perc +5 (+6 with trapfinding) | * -1 Con

Double (Family Circus) move.


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Female Human Jedi 2/Scoundrel 1 | Ref 17 (FF 15), Fort 14, Will 15; DT 14; Condition 0 | hp 23/40 | Init +8 | Perception +7 | FPts 6 | DSPts 1 | Destiny 3

Could be rolls to prevent getting lost in the fungi. Contrary to what Russel said we might be on Bothawui now. ;)

Dark Archive

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Evocation: Dispelling things for as long as opposing wizards have had bad reflex saves.

Evocation: Counterspelling things for as long as opposing wizards have had terrible hit points.

The Exchange

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Male Human (Ulfen) Fighter (viking) 1 / Water Wizard 1 | hp 22 | AC 15, T 11, FF 14 | CMD 15 | F +4, R +1, W +2 | Spd 30' | Init +2 | KnGeo +7, KnLoc +7, KnNat +7, Perc +0, Scrft +8 |

Agirran spits in his hand and shakes on it.


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As the fight seems to have moved off, Fan stops shouting in iambic pentameter and turns his attention to Numalar forlorn dog.

'Hey there girl? Why not help yonder elf maid?': 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

"He's a boy." Posh says solemnly.

"Oh."

Silver Crusade

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Female Elf Ranger (warden) 2/Wizard (transmuter) 3 | AC 18 T 13 FF 15 | CMD 19 | hp 34/36 | F +6* R +8 W +5 (+2 v Enchant) | Spd 30' (Run x5) | Init +7* | Kn (Arc, Geo, His, Loc, Nat) +7, Perc +8 (low-light), Scrft +8 (+10 ID) | wand of clw 41/50
GM Chyro wrote:

As our brave dwarfess crawls towards Shonne, who looks at her like an owner would at a new cute puppy approaching, she hears a click.

Assuming that owner was in middle-management and currently had a stomach complaint. Perhaps it was because even though Shonne was a ranger she still only just tolerated animals. Sure they could be useful but really most had too much of--what was that thing again--personality? That's it. Personality. Shonne hated that in coworkers too. It was just so bloody inefficient.

Then there was the fact that this particular puppy was, in Shonne's view, a bit slow in the obedience department as well a the repeatedly-getting-beaten-with-the-rolled-up-newspaper department which had it's offices right next door. Still the elf had to admit that no matter how much damage was inflicted upon the supposedly invulnerable rager, Brallenera always looked to to Shonne to have that inquisitive Collie look on her face. And Shonne guessed that was something. What, she wasn't quite sure.

"Done?"

Magical stick of reproachful healing: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8
Magical stick of reproachful healing: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
Magical stick of reproachful healing: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6


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Male Half-human Brawler 6/Wizard (sort of a specialized school)* 1 | HP 65 | AC 18 T 14 FF 15 | CMD 25** | F +8, R +10, W +5 | Init +2 | Perc +11| Spd 30ft | Conditions bad hair day, halitosis | * I make problems disappear; ** varies
Shifty wrote:
That final battle is significantly harder if he hears you (I rolled terribad) or you trigger the trap...
Ken from 'A Fish Called Wanda' wrote:
Re-Re-Revenge!

Mr. Z makes with his big smile.


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Female Elf Bard 2/Cleric (Calistria) 3 | AC 15 T 12 FF 13 | CMD 14 | hp 31 | F +4 R +7 W +11 (+2 v enchant, +4 v bardic) | Spd 30' | Init +2 | Kn(His, Loc, Nob, Pla, Rel) +7 (others +3), Perc +11 (low-light), SensM +14 (+16 read situation), Scrft +7 | Bardic Performance 8/8 | Channel Positive Energy 5/5 | Domain Abilities 7/7 | clw wand 43/50
Slothsy wrote:

The elf stares somewhat dead-eyed at Setzer as he begins moving things around. "I can do it myself, thanks. We found this tower a few days ago, once we got here. It's been a good place to hide from all the monsters, but I'm pretty sure that they're planning a massive attack. Have you encountered any of these monsters yet?"

Sam wears mom khakis. Don't mess with an elf wearing mom khakis.

"No we have not encounter them before. 'We' who? And why if there are monsters chasing you are you still here?" Rilia says the last part without blame but rather genuine interest.

Rilia notes the cute little ears and small expressive irises and takes the woman for a half-human. Still, Rilia decides she wouldn't mind messing with Samaritha when she is not wearing her mom khakis.

Dark Archive

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female owl hp 6 | AC 16 (20) T 15 FF 13 (17) | CMD 10 | F +2 R +5 W +5, imp. evasion | Spd 10', Fly 40' (ave.) | Init +3 | Fly +7, Perc +10, Scrft +0, Stealth +15

"WHOO!"

intimidate (aid, smaller): 1d20 - 2 - 4 ⇒ (11) - 2 - 4 = 5

Dark Archive

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Male Human (Kelesh) Fighter 3 | hp 29 | AC 17, T 13, FF 14 | CMD 16 | F +5, R +3, W +1 | Spd 30' | Init +2 | KnArc +7, KnDun +6, KnRel +6, Perc +0

Abaal lunges forward pressing the advantage.

falchion v yellow (power attack): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25 damage: 2d4 + 7 ⇒ (4, 4) + 7 = 15

THREAT!

confirmation: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20 additional damage: 2d4 + 7 ⇒ (4, 3) + 7 = 14

I'm just gonna say it: Fighters totally rock.

Grand Lodge

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Male Human Oracle (time) 1 | AC 10 T 10 FF 10 | CMD 11 | hp 11 | F +2 R +0 W +2 | Spd 20' | Init +0 | KnPla +8, OtherKn +3, Perc +4, SensM +4 | know. of the ages 4/4 | 1st lvl spells 4/4
Mareck Bolthune wrote:

Following the efreeti in the door, timed with the outsider's introduction perfectly, is a man with fiery red hair, an engaging smile, and a confident stride. Well-dressed in a Keleshite (?) courtier's on-the-road outfit and cloak, he snaps his fingers imperiously at the efreeti.

"Begone, Dung-Faced Thrall! You have done your duty. Return to your abode until you are needed again!"

The man holds out a simple oil lamp towards the efreeti and shakes it once. The efreeti bows his head again, grimaces, and dissolves into smoke which quickly is sucked into the lamp's mouth.

"Hello, worthy and fellow Pathfinders. I am Mareq ibn Bolthuni al-Shamiri and I seek adventure on this world you call Golarion. You will find me a willing and eager partner in any worthy task, able to bring a few small sorceries to bear in our quest, should the need demand it. If the occasion warrants, I can also summon my thrall to our aid, though I hold him in little esteem and would not recommend speaking to him at length, as his intellect has fallen from a great height and made him an unsuitable conversation partner."

"Hey man, can I get a light?"

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