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Init: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11

Can I see whats going on? whats the range?

Sorry for the missing two days but, doing some major house work. who is being attacked?

"That was a nasty beast. What have you found Grung" Hanathan says moving toward the three. "Everyone Ok?

Hanthan moves a bit back and calls upon his arcane power and points at the beast Fall! He commands

Seeing the beast attacked Hanathan thinks to himself Well, there goes making it friendly. He sighs and moves a bit closer and lets loose a jet of fire.

Attack:1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10
Damage:1d4 ⇒ 3

What is the distance? Is it in the tree? Can I get a LOS on it with a burts or cone without hitting the others?

Init:1d20 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 2 = 13

Can we see it? who is it attacking? Darrid?

"Ah there it is." Hanathan says spotting the moss.

Oops, wrong avatar above

Perception 1d20 ⇒ 9

we are all doomed

"Speak for yourself. You get some spits Grung? " He says moving to light the fire by calling upon his magic . "I am still good so I'll take a watch."

'By the Gods!" Hanthan says to himself "Just how many people are in these forsaken woods?"

"Well neighbor, Dale was it? Not sure why she is here, maybe the goodness of her heart,Darrid is here on his life long battle with cookpots and me, Well you see I want a nice soft bed and that isn't happening till this whole sickness passes over. So here we are."

He shrugs

"As for food, we have hard tack and maybe some bird Darrid was kind enough to kill for us."

"Stealthy lot eh?" Hanathan whispers "Shall we say hello?"

"So you say, humm camp you say Grung, you wouldn't happen to have any food would you. WE do have birds if I recall." He says, then glances back to the hut "Think we should burn the place down? I could do that from a nice safe distance"

"simple task, she said, just fetch a few simple things, she said. That infernal woman's words would do Asmodeus proud!" Hanthan says staying clear of the hut. "By Calistria if get eaten by animated cooking pot I swear I'll crawl from my grave to strangle that woman!"

Do a withdrawl

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You move the first 5' here, which does not provoke.

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Then go here and then to the back wall

Acrobatics also works

"We should leave now!" Hanathan yells garbing up the root.

Yep it was connection issues. Damn this has been a rough summer

Hanathan still unable to help much, moves to examine the root. "It this what we are after? He thinks to himself. "I think I found the root!" He yells to be heard over the clanking.

Sorry not much else he can do, unless ya want me to burn the place down. If this is what we are after..he can do that

I could take move, but with the clutter I would hit many things we may not want burned. I have mind effecting or Fire.

Not with a cone :), My other option is a burst, a touch attack or some kind of mind control.

Hanthan watches Titanina rush in to attack the cauldron of all things, which blocks his path. He has very little that can effect a freaking Cauldron and the few things he can do that woman just blocked his view!
Just a little hunt for roots the crone said. Nethys flaming balls just a little herb hunt in the forest!

Frustrated he readies himself if the cauldron gets by the others.

Dos I have safe line of sight on it? how much room? I have a few options but I do need to know if I can use any of them without hitting the party

Init 1d20 ⇒ 12

I am here, just catching up is all.

Hanathan pulls a torch from his horse as he approaches the hut behind the others.Flames leap from his fingers to ignite the torch as he peers into the dark hut. Darrid seems to be looking over a corpse in an old chair.

"Found the old witch have we?"

"what is it? A swift blow to the neck with a sharp blade normally works well I have been told" Hanathan says looking at the sleeping form.

Hanthan seems to have fallen behind the others and arrives intime to watch almost amusingly as Darrid swings that great pointy stick of his at small birds.

Pointing at the fox he asks "Did someone leave us dinner?"

sorry guys I had some issues with my connection.

"So, Faunra, was it? Where to? Maybe a few of you are more knowledgeable of the wilderness then I' He says as he looks a bit lost at the map. "Is that star us? that long thing a road? I see a house a tree and a black blob." he says, not being very helpful.

"Greetings to you sir, me and my companions have been sent by a herbalist to acquire some rare herbs. She told us you knew where to find such things. So here we are ' Hanathan says with a charming smile "Seeking your aid, Good sir"

Diplomacy 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17

Sorry I thought I had posted in occ, but seems not. I was in an accident earlier this week so have been off line due to some injuries and painkillers

Hanthan sits upon his horse, now full with stew in place of trail rations for once. "Greetings Master Trookshavits, we have been sent by the herblist in yon town to talk with a woodsmen named Milon Rhoddam. We are told he is well versed in the fauna of the area and have come to request his assistance in procuring a few specimens for said herblist." he says pleasantly

Perception 1d20 ⇒ 17
Diplomacy 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16

Not much of an award Hanthan thinks to himself, but after weeks of hard tact that stew did sound awful inviting.

"I assume the town would get back to normal then, Madam? If that is the case, which leads to well being of the town" And more importantly a warm bed for myself he thinks to himself " I guess I could ride up and have a talk with this Rhoddam fellow" He says with a smile.

Having gotten bored in the empty tavern and no Inn in site as far as he could tell Hanthan Fallows the others.Did that woman just tell us to loot the place? ' " Excuse me Madam, but who would be in charge here? I can see you have your hands full at the moment, however we ' He says sweeping his hands to the others "All seem to have just arrived. We are strangers here and are unsure of just what is going on. Pray tell can you explain in more detail?"

Diplomacy 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20

I agree Darrid, is there no Inn in this accursed town?

"You, Madam.' He says looking at Faunra " seem to be from around here. Where is an Inn? And where is the next town down that road?"

Hanathan sighs "Asmodeus 's Balls!" Hanathan swears low " Just where can one find something to eat in this...town then?" He says, weary from the long road "And a bed, one without bugs would be best."

Hanathan looks at the man, giving him a hard once over " I guess you could say, this is better then the place I left. My Name is Hanathan. As to weather that makes me brave or desperate, a bit of both I guess. And you Darrid?"

Hanathan leads his horse down the ferry ramp, he is not sure enough of his in saddle skill to try and ride down the plank. He takes in this small town, grimacing. Barely a town, well at lest I think I have lost any who pursue He looks around the docks "You there!" he says to one of the mill workers."Where can I find a room , without bugs sharing my bed and a hot meal?" he says tossing the man two silver.

I am gonna have to go

Healer: Darrid
Arcane: Hanathan
Skills: Faunra Variel
Tank: Norric Kolmmek

Class : Sorcerer (Infernal Bloodline)
Race : Human (Chelaxian)
Role : Arcanist/Face

Ok Hanathan is done, save his gear and flushing out his Backstory.

"Copper lining the walls you say, sounds like a trap for sure"

Just in case
Knowledge (arcana) 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (15) + 14 = 29

Sorry for my absence . Also another whole hearted praise for Lazurus. Fear the form beast no more :)

Hanathan holds Karis as Gannertung carries them across the water. He nods at Jequine words seeing wisdom in allowing the most skillfull in stealth to scout and the young lady was very shadow like at times.

He awaits her return with the others and readies his bow. Karis sitting at his feet.

Sorry didn't notice the updating

Hanathan will go closer to take a look at the symbols

West 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (2) + 14 = 16
east? 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (2) + 14 = 16
South was it ?1d20 + 14 ⇒ (7) + 14 = 21

Hearing the words "Trap Hanathan stands with bow ready.

Hanathan follows the others keeping his bow ready.

Hanathan seeing his arrow have some effect lets another fly

Attack 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9
Damage 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

I forgot PBS last round and to add the +1 from my bow into my attack

Hanathan curses himself for not seeing the crocodile being summoned. You need to pay more attention! he scolds himself as he raises his bow and fires at the ooze.

Fire bow if I can

Attack 1d20 ⇒ 16
Damage 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

If the thing is still alive on his Init turn and he can get close

Hanathan looks toward the ooze and simply says "Clear a path please" Before stepping forward a bit 5'step and speaks a few words "eldur úr ógilt Logi úr hendi minni" As fire blazes from his hand toward the ooze below

Burning hands 5d4 ⇒ (1, 1, 2, 4, 2) = 10

OOPs forgot mine

Init1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Ya know my rolling is simply fantastic

Hanathan pads down the stairs after the others, Karis close on his heels. He scans the dim room his elven eyes sharping the dim light from above but unsure if he could shot past the gathered group

Perception1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12

Hanathan and Karis stay to the middle or the back of the party if they can. The elf readies his bow as he prepares to follow the others down, the little fox staying close to his masters heels as the await what is to come.

As stated, caster with little armor staying away from the front if I can

Hanathan and Karis had spent the last few days with this group of pathfinders trekking though the desolate wasteland that was the cinderlands. They wait as Jaquine checks the door.

Yes sorry didn't think to do the brake down. I did not include the headband in my base states as they can be lost.