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Jez stretches once out in the rain, hardly noticing the biting cold, which is much less than the glacier the group spent quite some time in.

I looks wonderful out today. So, how long until we get to where this last ship was taken?

To the bay of death;
Where ships set sail;
To catch a whale;
But go beneath lacking breath.
To this place comes;
A party of all thumbs;
Ogre tall and great;
Goblin's lead does shoots straight;
Ulfen wielding swords sublime;
Blue hair slicing through time.
Beware those who sail the bay;
Soon we come, you to slay;
No more shall terror reign;
Courting hope will we engrain;
Now off we go, death to sew;
Last we stand, victory grow.

Apparently Jez drank too much the night before.

Jez laughs:
They killed a whaler in Whale Bay, isn't that ironic.

She grabs her stuff and is ready to head out.

What do you mean hot rod builds? You mean like Jez my tiefling fighter/oracle/sorcerer/dragon disciple?

Jez climbs out from under her covers and quickly straps on her armor. You are always amazed that the second she wakes up, her blue hair is always in perfect alignment as though a magical brush had just finished its work. She is her usual chipper self, albeit with her normal slightly askew sense of humor.

Good morning master fisherman. So what happened last night? Two lovers eaten by sea monsters? A small child take by a hag? She pauses and then whispers in a voice loud enough that the whole party can hear. Or was it ogres and goblins? I hear that they can be trouble this time of year.

Jez finds a nice bed and calls it a night wondering what culinary delights the morrow will bring.

After a few more drinks, Jez joins in the singing with a more base song.

Sorry, this version has a rather long intro to the video.

Jez nods:
Sounds fair. The good cleric over there. Jez nods to Ragnvald in his blood flecked Gorum symbol covered armor. Can hold them. Then they can choose between the ogre or the little girl for who they want to be beaten up by. Jez pauses and takes a drink of something. She does not really pay attention to what it is or who it belonged to. Personally, I would choose the ogre.

Laughing internally at the head fisherman turned buffoon, but continuing the act:
Enough of this. Where did all these people disappear? Where were the bodies found? And what investigation have you done? How did they die?

The questions come out fast and with force. At this point her eyes are flecked with gold and red specks. Perhaps telltale signs of her draconic and demonic heritage.

Jez appears to get annoyed suddenly as she stands up knocking her chair over in the process:

Whats wrong with little girls? This little girl could probably pick you up and toss you out the window.

As she says this, the golden scales on the back of her neck appear to be almost standing on end.
Be careful who you insult, or you may have a much bigger problem than an ogre and a goblin on your hands.

After this, she continues to stand, glaring at the man. Her eyes almost aglow with the dragon fire boiling in her veins.

Intimidate: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (17) + 12 = 29

Jez looks confused as she turns toward the big Ulfen:
Why would Mobo want to wear a wig?

Jez, also not the brightest cookie, begins to twirl her fingers in her blue hair:
Welcome Fsherman Kolos. How can we be of service to the fisherman's guild?

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (7) + 10 = 17

If you crush them, then we can have pancakes for breakfast.

Jez gives the other patrons a smile and a cheerful wave:
Nice town you have here, why all the sour looks? If there is anything that we can assist you all with, just let me know.

Jez looks around for something to eat. The rat in the corner looks good until she recalls that the humans of these lands seem to have slightly different culinary preferences than those in the Worldwound. Sighing as the long tailed treat scurries into a hole in the wall, she takes a tankard that Ragnvald ordered and waits to hear what the mayor wants.

Jez looks to Attalas:
Fortunately we know that Mayors can be quite easily pummeled into a blood pulp, even one possessed by demons.

Jez gives out another girlish giggle. She then points to a large bell by the dock.
A wharf's bell. To be rung to announce the arrival of a ship or a danger.

She then points to a trough outside what appears to the the cheapest and scummiest bar near the dock:
And that is a barf's well, where those who have drunk too much . . . relieve themselves.

Jez laughs:
Mobo, I know you are a goblin by birth, but I hope he said Wharf's Bell and not Barf's Well.

Jex then reaches up and begins to casually twirl her blue hair, which strangely never seems to grow from its usual neck long length.

Jez smiles at the goblin's enthusiasm:
Well met sir. What accommodations do you have for several travel weary folk wanting to get their land legs back.

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (2) + 10 = 12

Wearing a light sleeveless shirt over her new chain shirt, and apparently oblivious to the chill wind and water spraying up from the angry sea, Jez watches as the shore slowly approaches.

What do you suppose? A clan of devil worshippers? A simple fishing village? A strange cult? With a town like this, I am sure that something strange will be going on, lets just figure what it is and eliminate it before it can annoy us.

Well, I have demon blood in me, which may be even worse that a chaotic goblin spouting limericks.

Ready to move on - perhaps in Varisia they are more receptive to goblin poetry-drumming.

Lol - DMZZ, a drumstick as Mobo is referring to them is a chicken leg or turkey leg, or I suppose some other bird's leg. At least from your response I think you misunderstood this.

Jez thinks about this offer for a few minutes before turning to her companions:
What do you all think. Should we go fishing, or sea hunting, or whatever it is that this fellow seems to think needs doing? What he is offering should be enough to cover the cost of food if nothing else.

She pauses and looks at the huge ogre and giant Ulfen before turning to Mobo.
Even for you.

Jez looks at her partially eaten dinner, up at the man, then at her companions, then finally back to the man.

1000 gold? We have escaped a haunted courthouse, we saved a town from the destruction of worshippers of Ghlaunder, and most recently hunted down an ice Jarl in his maze of ice. Do you really think that a mere 1000 gold each is going to be sufficient to retain the service of our team of strongmen?

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (15) + 10 = 25

Jez looks up from her meal:
Well, that sort of depends. What other treasure are we likely to find, and are we going to be allowed to keep it? A skilled party of adventurers is not easy to come by, especially one such as ours with our diverse background and abilities. You tell us what you think solving this problem is worth, and then we can decide if it is worth our wile.

Jez picks a stringy piece of something out of her teeth and then looks at her companions wondering where the conversation will go next.

After taking another large bite of a leg of some rather overgrown bird, Jez looks confused at Mobo:
Why is his ox cold?

Do you have good food? We like to eat.

Jez shakes her head:
Would probably still be tough as old shoe leather. Just think of beef, would you prefer tenderloin and sirloin? Or chuck and brisket?

The blue haired girl proceeds to take a deep drink of her mead and then looks sadly at the mug which appears to have sprung a leak due to the lack of alcohol remaining in it.

Jez looks over at the big Ulfen without any realization of how her statement might be misconstrued.
I don't know why he would have tried to bite your arm, every self respecting goblin knows that the leg and rump are much more tender and taste better.

I am ready. If nobody needs any of the extra cash, I will get better armor or a cloak of resistance.

If anyone needs to borrow any funds to purchase better armor and/or a magic weapon, please let me know. I have about 1100 left. If not, I will get a cloak of protection or make that chain shirt magic.

I agree that we need better defense, but we are at the level where DR and incorporeal are going to start to kick our butts. This is why I thought that getting one magic weapon, probably a great axe or great sword for Attalas would be a good idea. We are likely to start finding magic weapons in our travels, but finding large magic weapons is less likely. I think that the greataxe is preferable as I have Butterfly Sting and can grant Attalas crits, but it is his call as he has been using a greatsword I believe up until this point.

I plan on getting a mithral shirt. This will allow me to get the full benefit from my Oracle revelation and will actually increase my AC by 1 and my Reflex by +3. I would not mind getting +1 armor and I have the cash for it, but as I posted before, I think that getting better equipment for the big guy should be the first choice.

I have about 650 gold from the first two modules we went through. I never had enough for good armor so all I have purchased was a masterwork falchion. I think that we have gotten like 1500 or so each through the first two modules, not sure though.

It is everyone's choice. I have about 2200 gold since I had not purchased anything major before. I would like a +1 Falchion (mine is currently masterwork). However, I think that the person who is going to be hardest to find items for is Attalas. I think that we should all chip in a little so that the big man can get a magic weapon. I would also chip in for Ragnvald to get a magic sword. I think the best option for me is to get a Mithral Shirt as this should bump up my AC and reflex by several points over my Scale Mail I am currently wearing.

So it looks like we have about 8000 after everything is sold. Are we splitting things 5 or 6 ways? Since Nymeria seems to be completely gone at this point.

HP: 1d12 ⇒ 9

Yeh, can we go back and strip all the people who got killed by the yetis, and the yetis?

I think that unless we are teleporting, we will have several days to craft since we are in Galt or somewhere far to the east and have to go to Varisia or the Land of the Linnorm Kings or some place on the west coast for the next module to the best of my knowledge.

Level Up: Dragon Disciple/1

Yeh, but we need to get Mobo back to rhyming and singing.

Isn't a surfboard for an ogre called a longboat?

Swimming it is.

Ok, not that I own any of these, but here are a few modules that look as though they might be interesting and work for us.

Fangwood Keep
City of Golden Death <-- last in a series, so probably not the best choice although the module looks cool
Carrion Hill
The-Heresy-of-Man-Part-I-The-First-Heresy
The-Heresy-of-Man-Part-II-Where-Dark-Things-Sleep
The-Heresy-of-Man-Part-III-Beneath-Forgotten-Sands
--> The Heresy of Man series looks interesting and is probably something we can do, also with a PF Society module, I think that there should be good adjustments for DMZZ as we level.
Wonders-in-the-Weave-Part-I-The-Dog-Pharaohs-Tomb
Wonders-in-the-Weave-Part-II-Snakes-in-the-Fold
--> another PF Society 2-part campaign.
Tower-of-the-Ironwood-Watch
Glories-of-the-Past-Part-I-Halls-of-Dwarven-Lore
Glories-of-the-Past-Part-II-The-Price-of-Friendship
Glories-of-the-Past-Part-III-The-Secrets-Stones-Keep
--> Yet another 3-part PF Society series of modules
Fortunes Blight
Broken Chains
From Shore to Sea

Forgot we were level 5, I was thinking level 6 for some reason.

Any thoughts on other modules? Levels 7-10 probably about right for us at this point.

Spellcraft(cup): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7
Spellcraft(book): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 5 = 22

Jez does not really care about the cup, but this book thing looks interesting.

DMZZ - you might want to DMPC/roll for Nymeria on the spellcraft. Also, Kosti should make a roll as well if he is around.

Ow, it is not nice to hit little girls.

Jez then attempts to return the favor.

Attack-AoO: 1d20 + 7 + 2 + 2 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 7 + 2 + 2 + 4 = 26
Damage: 2d4 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (4, 1) + 7 + 2 = 14

Attack-Round 2:1d20 + 7 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 7 + 2 + 2 = 30
Damage: 2d4 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (4, 1) + 7 + 2 = 14

Crit confirm: 1d20 + 7 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 7 + 2 + 2 = 28 <-- if confirmed, use butterfly sting to transfer crit to next successful attack (Attalas or Ragnvald)

Ignoring the mephits, Jez once more swings at the Jarl hoping to distract him and allow Attalas to get in a good shot.

Attack: 1d20 + 7 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 7 + 2 + 2 = 28 <-- should have flanking and IC, +2 each
Damage: 2d4 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (2, 2) + 7 + 2 = 13

Grrr, missed the crit by 1. Really need to get a keen sword.

No, you can update now

What happened to our arcane elf girl?

I think the ogre ate her.

She/Thordak have not posted in a while on DMHW's Elsir Vale as well.
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Nymeria
I do not know if we have a map or not.

Nymeria moves to where she will not burn her companions and then sprays the Jarl with fire.

Cast Burning Hands - DC15 Reflex for 1/2
Damage: 5d4 + 5 ⇒ (1, 4, 3, 1, 3) + 5 = 17 <-- +5 for draconic bloodline

Jez will attempt to get behind the Jarl to provide flanking for Attalas and Ragnvald.

Attack-falchion: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9 <-- +2 if flanking, +2 if necessary to charge to get there
Damage: 2d4 + 7 ⇒ (1, 2) + 7 = 10

She charges, she swings, and she completely misses.