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I'm pretty well good either way, I have a roll20 account, no problem going that way for me. It seemed to me it would be easier on you instead of having to move everyone yourself and post new maps all the time, but I don't have a burning need to move my own token, really whatever makes your life as GM easier.
Well I think you have to take weapon focus and one of the grace feats to add dex to damage, I don't think Swashbucklers get it for free unless I missed that somewhere.
A large or small sword both hurt for sure, but the larger one is going to do more damage, it has more mass behind it and more surface area. Being poked with a needle definitely hurts, but stabbed with a knife is much worse. However the smaller you are the bigger target you have, and smaller target your enemies have. So less damage but plus to hit and to AC.
Musket Master idea:
Human gunslinger (musket master) 1 (Pathfinder RPG Ultimate Combat 9, 50)
CN Medium humanoid (human)
Init +4; Senses Perception +7
AC 15, touch 14, flat-footed 11 (+1 armor, +4 Dex)
hp 13 (1d10+3)
Fort +5, Ref +6, Will +3
Speed 30 ft.
Ranged musket +5 (1d12/×4)
Special Attacks deeds (deadeye, quick clear, steady aim), grit (3)
Str 10, Dex 18, Con 14, Int 12, Wis 16, Cha 8
Base Atk +1; CMB +1; CMD 15
Feats Gunsmithing[UC], Point-Blank Shot, Rapid Reload, Secret Stash Deed[UC]
Traits resilient, world traveler
Skills Acrobatics +8, Craft (alchemy) +5, Perception +7, Sense Motive +8, Sleight of Hand +8, Survival +7
Languages Common, Halfling
Other Gear silken ceremonial armor[UC], alchemical cartridge (entangling shot)[UC], alchemical cartridge (flare)[UC] (2), alchemical cartridge (paper)[UC] (20), black powder[UC] (40), black powder[UC] (10), firearm bullet[UC] (50), firearm bullet[UC] (10), musket[UC], belt pouch, flint and steel, masterwork backpack[APG], soap, torch (3), trail rations (5), waterskin, 8 gp, 8 sp, 1 cp
Deeds Use Grit to perform special abilities with your firearms.
Grit (Ex) Gain a pool of points that are spent to fuel deeds, regained on firearm crit/killing blow.
Gunsmith At 1st level, a gunslinger gains one of the following firearms of her choice: blunderbuss, musket, or pistol. Her starting weapon is battered, and only she knows how to use it properly. All other creatures treat her gun as if it had the broken condit
Gunsmithing You can use a gunsmithing kit to craft/repair firearms and ammo.
Point-Blank Shot +1 to attack and damage rolls with ranged weapons at up to 30 feet.
Rapid Reload (Musket) You can reload fast with one type of Crossbow or Firearm.
Secret Stash Deed Spend 1 grit point to recover 3 bullets and 3 doses of black powder from some hidden stash on your person that you had, until now, forgotten about.
With max starting cash it's not too bad, it's enough to start out with a good amount of ammo, this is built pretty bare essentials gear with everything else put towards ammo. I'm sure it'll be enough to last until we get more money and craft some more.
Still sort of leaning towards the Catfolk Daring Infiltrator, especially if Marhof is going to be a Ratfolk swashbuckler.
Daring Infiltrator Concept:
Catfolk swashbuckler (daring infiltrator) 1 (Pathfinder RPG Advanced Class Guide 56, 124, Pathfinder RPG Bestiary 3 47)
CG Medium humanoid (catfolk)
Init +4; Senses scent; Perception -1
AC 17, touch 14, flat-footed 13 (+3 armor, +4 Dex)
hp 11 (1d10+1)
Fort +1, Ref +6, Will -1
Speed 30 ft., climb 20 ft.
Melee rapier +6 (1d6+1/18-20)
Special Attacks deeds (derring-do, dodging panache, opportune parry and riposte), panache (4)
Str 13, Dex 18, Con 12, Int 10, Wis 8, Cha 18
Base Atk +1; CMB +2; CMD 16
Feats Weapon Focus (rapier)
Traits anatomist, suspicious
Skills Acrobatics +8, Bluff +10, Climb +13, Diplomacy +6, Sense Motive +6, Stealth +8; Racial Modifiers +2 Bluff, +2 Diplomacy, +2 Sense Motive
Languages Catfolk, Common
SQ cat's luck, swashbuckler finesse
Other Gear mwk studded leather, rapier, bedroll, belt pouch, fishhook, flint and steel, masterwork backpack[APG], mirror, signal whistle, silk rope (50 ft.), soap, torch (10), trail rations (5), twine (50')[APG], waterskin, weapon cord[APG], 28 gp, 7 sp, 9 cp
Cat's Luck (1/day) (Ex) Can roll 2d20 for a Reflex save and take better result.
Climbing (20 feet) You have a Climb speed.
Panache (Ex) Gain a pool of points that are spent to fuel deeds, regained on light/piercing crit/killing blow.
Scent (Ex) Detect opponents within 15+ feet by sense of smell.
Swashbuckler Finesse At 1st level, a swashbuckler gains the benefits of the Weapon Finesse feat with light or one-handed piercing melee weapons, and she can use her Charisma score in place of Intelligence as a prerequisite for combat feats. This ability counts as having
I was also considering going with a Musket Master, but if guns are really rare that may not be the best idea.
I think this depends on how far Lydia needs to run. Typically the con check on run is only for endurance running, if she doesn't need to run for more rounds than her con score then I don't think there's a roll needed for it. For endurance I would lean towards a straight con check, but not against it being fort.
If it is because of difficult terrain technically speaking I don't think you can run through it at all according to the combat movement rules, though depending on the situation personally might allow an acrobatics check or something similar to see if she keeps her balance running on the rough terrain.
I'm fine with you rolling for me as well. Though I must say if the digital dice don't like Rags I'm worried what they must think of you if the placement of the NPCs on the initiative track is any indication.
I'm having company for the next few days, probably until Tuesday and won't be able to post much, I was expecting them tomorrow night, but looks like they're early. Feel free to bot as necessary.
Hey folks, sorry I'm a bit late to the game here, but definitely still interested.
I'm leaning towards unchained rogue seems like we should be able to swashbuckle and Miley Cyrus our way through, or probably around, things rather than just bashing stuff.
Minor noble seems to be pretty popular I was thinking someone of a bit more humble beginings, an orphan who's been on the street alone for quite some time. He'd admire the celebrities with their extravagant lifestyles and riches taking a liking to one in particular whose diasterous life somehow made her easier to relate to. He becomes obsessed following her around, watching from the shadows stealing little momentos from her performances, basically stalking her. Her being Meows' character in case that wasn't obvious, he's not a noble, but in following Meows he just sort of tags along.
The concept I have in mind:
Jamorin wasn't born in Haltwhistle, but arrived when his family's farm had burnt down in a raid, he had been lucky enough not to be in the house when it was set aflame, the rest of his family wasn't so lucky. After the fire he was determined to join and do his part in the war.
Jamorin Tigersoul was always quick on his feet, he was nimble, but somewhat spindly for a soldier. He wanted to do his part helping out with the war efforts, but although he could swing a sword he was a bit of a clutz and never got the hang of armour, he really wasn't cut out for frontline work. His commander recognizing his shortcomings, and worrying he might do more harm to his allies than enemies, decided to make him a message runner. Though Jamorin protested that he wanted to fight with everyone, but the commander insisted he needed someone trustworthy and light of foot to assure messages and orders were delivered wherever he needed them to go. He was mainly removed from the battles, occasionally he'd get sent out scouting, but his main job was transferring messages.
Jamorin was actually a spy reporting back to Aundair on the orders he was passing, however he ended up enjoying the undercover life he'd taken more than the life he'd left behind in Aundair. He had decided to defect, but had not officially done so when the day of mourning came. He heard news that his commanding officer in Aundair had been killed, no one else knew of his position and with the war coming to an end he simply stayed in Haltwhistle to build his life there.
I'd like to use the Unchained Monk class unless that would be a problem. Thinking Jam would have extensive training so he could be resourceful and take care of himself with whatever's at hand, or an empty fist when necessary since he doesn't really work well with traditional weapons and armour.
I don't mind the difference, though if I'm allowed to reroll the ones I'm not likely to pass that up either.
reroll 1s: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10
I figure a big power difference can be more of a difficulty for you as GM to keep it challenging without totally overwhelming lower powered folks. Of course with your GMing style I doubt you'll have any problems.
No relevance at the moment, but want to, but want to bring it up before we run into any traps. Billy has the trap spotter talent and gets an immediate perception check any time he comes within 10 feet of a trap. Dong, you're more than welcome to make these checks in secret on his behalf, current perception check +12.
Also he has no animal handling skill, any interactions with his horse are purely fluff and shouldn't have any actual effect on anything.
2d6 + 6 ⇒ (5, 4) + 6 = 15
2d6 + 6 ⇒ (6, 2) + 6 = 14
I'm still interested, I've just been busy for the past couple weeks, and haven't found time to catch up on things. I need to get back into the habit of checking posts and posting more often, I kind of fell out of it when we had that long lull. I need to figure out what's going on here, it sounds like Ralph left the ship at some point.
Leoian comes over to the others discussing what they are going to do, having finished tending to the little girl's wounds. He looks to Bryn and frowns a bit "If Finwa is too tired to walk on her own, she is certainly too tired to attempt to invade this slaver camp. Perhaps you could..." He was about to suggest Bryn carry the young girl instead but thinking of how the man has indicated intention for mating with nearly all the females they have met along the way, and that he seems to especially prefer much smaller women, the halfling decides it might not be the best idea to trust the young defenseless orc girl to him. "Err never mind, I suppose I could carry the girl if she is comfortable with that. At least until I'm needed to scout ahead."
He thinks about this situations and wonders aloud "What if this is some kind of trap?" He blinks and looks towards Romycas "Err.. not to say you are not trustworthy sir, but we don't know anything about you other than you were created for destruction and repair... there is a lot of risk in what we're considering."
Leo moves along with the girl and kneels down to examine her wound using some water to clean it somewhat. The halfling stares at the girl's leg not moving, and not responding to Finwa for a time. Finally he nods "Good,there doesn't appear to be any poison, Tagacs must not be venomous." He looks towards Finwa now responding to her offer to make plants "Thank you Finwa, I believe I know what I need. The half sized man begins describing the plants he wants to treat the girl, some that will numb pain,some that have antiseptic, and antibiotic properties "If anyone has anything I can use as bandages that would be quite helpful as well."
Turning back to the small half-orc girl Leo smiles reassuringly at her "Don't worry, the bite looks worse than it really is. We'll have you fixed up in no time. You might not want to walk on it for a while though. What's your name? I'm Leoian, but most people just call me Leo."
Leo furrowed his brow confused by this constructs actions he seems especially concerned about the girl insisting she is the priority, but wouldn't give her to the halfling so he could tend to her wounds. "Mister... it is very difficult to help the girl if you won't let go of her. I can check her wounds, bandage them, and use some plants to help her get better, but not while you're holding her. I need you to let me take her, don't worry I will be gentle."
"Hey don't swipe at Finwa. Shoo you little beast." Leo makes a shooing motion at the creature that attacked Finwa. He makes sure the small feline woman isn't injured then looks towards Mittens "Well we just ate Meowsie, we don't want to overindulge... but when we do eat them that one's first."
He raises an eyebrow a bit at Bryn's creepy smile, it's probably directed more towards Finwa than himself, which was possibly even worse Leo would make sure to keep an even closer eye on him.
At Finwa's gasp he turns to see who she's referring to and shakes his head "I don't know." the halfing moves away from Finwa, and towards the newcomers "Hello, I am Leoian... that poor girl looks like some animal got at her. Let me clean and bandage her we'll want to stop the bleeding quickly." He holds his small arms out as if expecting this patchwork man to pass the girl to him.
"If you're weary sit for a while, we have a little food left, and there are lots of Bunkies around we can catch and roast if you need more." He apparently came up with his own name for the rabbit eared creatures.
Leo looks towards the creature reaching for his hair, and leans away so that it can't reach. "Strange, they're not shy at all, generally animals in the forest avoid travelers as much as possible."
He shakes his head at the discussion "I've never seen them before, I couldn't say what they are, but they don't seem to be like Datarila she's not an animal or a pet, she thinks and acts like we do... what's that called Mittens? Err, Bryn you should be careful, though these things seem tame I doubt they are pets, you could lose that finger."
"As for eating, I'm not sure, they seems somewhat similar to rabbits, so maybe they would make a good stew. There seem to be plenty of them though, we could easily try a couple of different methods."
Leo smiles towards Finwa when she sits near him, and gobbles down her food. "Good isn't it?" He looks over at Bryn when the man walks off towards the sleeping area Finwa made for them "I guess he's right, we should get out early, and you must still be tired from all that work making spots for us to sleep."
The little halfling offers his hand to Finwa when she's finished her seconds. "If you're ready."
He looks to Charlene "Don't worry about things, you should sleep well Ms. Oftenseen, nice fresh air out here, trees all around, it's great." He smiles towards the manager, and waves to the others "Goodnight!"
I don't think this one was unbalanced at all, there were some factors outside of the game that conspired to bring down the mafia. Such as lag making Tina's vote late and an ooc role giveaway most prominently, those unfortunately made it rather clear who was mafia. We still had a chance, but mistakes were made, it's not a balance issue. As Clarence pointed out it is quite well balanced; although the townfolk do seem like they might have some sort of Paizo god on their side.
I thought it was kind of funny that other than Hamish, our mafia characters were really just trying to do what was best for the town, they maybe broke the law sometimes, but it was to keep the town from going under and helping people out. Now this town's destroyed, and first thing Thadius wants to do is move to Sinclair for a new mafia hunt and start the whole thing over. Bringing down one town wasn't enough for him?
Leoian blinks a bit when Bryn talks about laser eyes "Oh, I didn't know you had laser eyes... I guess that might work, I've never used them before."
He watches as Finwa creates a large area with shelters for all of them. He sighs softly and squeezes the small woman's hand "You should be careful Finwa, you wear yourself out... your houses are real nice, but you should save some of your strength, a simple small shelter for all of us would probably have been fine."
The halfling looks confused again peering up towards the man twice his size "Weirding? You always say such strange things Bryn." He gets one of the pillows for Finwa "You should rest, we'll get some food going, and I'll come check on you soon."
"Bryn wait, don't use that for the fire, use these." Leo gets some brush "This stuff will burn real hot, but with a lot less smoke, smoke will be a dead give away that we're here."
In response to Charlene asking for people to go foraging the short woodsman nods "I can find lots of food no problem... my arms are small though, maybe someone can come along to help me carry?"
Leoian looks around to the others "Can most people not see in the dark?" the little man asked as if he'd expected everyone to be able to see clearly in the dark. "Ummm Bryn, how are we supposed to heat rocks without any fire?"
"I guess we should wait until it's light out if people can't see..." He looks confused towards Bryn again the man was often very confusing "What's diurnal?... anyway yes we should go find Mittens' balloon and she can continue with her plan."
"So... he's not a pixie?" Leo asks with a slight bit of confusion not really knowing what the deal was with this safari character.
Mitten's talk about how the multiverse is like a loaf of bread makes about as much sense to Leo as trying to read War and Peace in an alien language. Finwa seems somewhat worried though, as she clutches his arm, the little halfling rubs her arm reassuringly. "Don't worry Finwa Mittens'll solve it." Whatever it is that's going on.
When Varga makes finger pistols Leoians eyes widen and he tackles Finwa out of the way covering her body with his to keep her safe from whatever might shoot out of his fingers.
Leoian mostly walks along with Finwa keeping hold of her hand when he's able, but often scurries off to investigate something, or search for pixies. When he's questioned about the Gomoktooths he shakes his head "No, Huuagh didn't have any wings." He says as if people would know who he's talking about, and that it is in fact relevant to Gomoktooths.
At the appearance of Vargas Leo's eyes widen and he comes over to investigate "Wow, are you a pixie? You're looking for Meowsie? Are you going to be her little companion like Datarila is for Ms. Mayor?" He looks confused for a moment, "But you weren't at the Deathmatch I don't remember you... I was there, I got..."
Stopping in mid sentence the small man looks back towards Finwa with her ears drooped and decides going on about how he was shot in the face might not be the best idea. He comes over and takes the feline woman's hand squeezing it lightly "Well all that's done, we're here together now... what's a safari?"
Leoian nods as Finwa assures him they'll be out of the town soon "Yes, I'll be fine, this is just the first night I've spent completely out of the woods... it's strange."
The little halfling smiles at the others and offers his idea of what they should get Hugh as they come out into the street "He won't have anyone around the house when we leave and he might get lonely. We should find him a nice little companion like Datarila."
Leoian had gone to bed early though he tried to stay up to help with the dishes, the town seems to just drain his energy right out.
In the morning the night in the town appears to have had the opposite effect on him as it has on Bryn, despite having had extra sleep he still looks tired. The little halfling nods at Bryn's words "Yes... this place is terrifying."
Realising what he said could be taken the wrong way by their host he turns to the man and waves his hand to dismiss any such thoughts "Not your home Mr. Hugh, it is very nice, and we are most grateful for your sharing it with us... I just do not do well without the trees around me, and the comforting sounds of nature."
Leoian watches the man fall to the ground near him then finds himself being pulled away by Finwa and rushed over to a big tree. The little cat-lady seemed especially protective of him recently, that wasn't really a bad thing it showed how much she cared he just hoped she didn't think he couldn't handle himself. The halfling also happened to notice that Bryn, although the man had actually been directly attacked, was not scurried over to the safety of the conifer. It may be a small one, but Leo felt that was a victory on his part.
The small mans miles as Finwa lays her head against his shoulder "Yes, towns aren't good for people, it's much easier in the woods." He looks back towards the others "Looks like things have settled... but that man broke his table, it takes a long time to carve a new table."
Leoian eeps softly and cringes as Finwa pulls him out of the way and a the people start brawling. This one precisely why he didn't want to get involved, and would have much preferred to just move on through "This is why I don't like towns people are forced into crowds and the closer vicinity makes them agitated, then they start doing stupid things."
The halfling man moving carefully away from Finwa comes over and lightly tugs on Charlene's pant leg "Can we just leave? I don't like killing people, and it's the crowds that make these men stupid, it's not really their fault. This place is starting to spook me too..."
Leoian looks quite pained as they stop just short of getting off the streets in this horrible place. He wrinkles his nose towards the bar and looks very uncomfortable about all the yelling. When Bryn goes over there the little halfling grumbles to himself "What is that man doing now..."
When Finwa goes over to the owner of the bar as well Leo feels his stomach turn in knots 'It's not our business just leave them alone so we can get out of here.' They need to settle this quickly so they can get off the streets. Leo moves up just close enough so he can reach Finwa tugging on her hand lightly and leaning in towards her, practically hiding behind her as he says quietly "Can't you just make him a new instrument with your power, then we can get out of here. It smells bad, and there's way too many people."
Leoian returns Finwa's smile "It is kinda hard to say, but I don't know any of your fancy science words."
He looks up at Bryn and furrows his brow as the man says something about oxen, and seeding requests then proceeds to formally kiss Finwa's hand "Y'know I think you're right Bryn is acting pretty strange." Then again a lot of the things Bryn did or said seemed strange to Leo. Maybe he blew a processor trying to flirt with all the women they've met since coming to town. The halfling was pretty sure a horse doctor could fix a simple blown processor.
With a light squeeze of Finwa's hand he turns his shining eyes towards her "Did you meet Ms. Mayor's little companion Datarila? I wonder where you would find a little friend like that. I'm going to talk with her when we come back." He, for some reason, seems confident that he'll be able to converse with the little pixie despite having been told she can only talk to the mayor.
Leo smiles happily towards Finwa at her kiss, not so happy in the market was definitely an understatement. He watches the little lady as she moves over to clean Turble's face at least somewhat, and wonders about the gnoll. "Sounds like you don't like town very much either Mr. Turble, how did you end up here?"
The little halfling grins up at Bryn when Finwa and Charlene talk of taking him to a horse doctor. "Don't worry Bryn, horse doctors are really good, and don't let the name fool you, they're not just for horses. One helped with our dog when I was little, and momma even got one to fix my arm when I fell out of a tree one time, I'm sure they can help with your air-headedness too."
Leoian blinks a bit as the smiling little pixie suddenly vanishes, he looks back towards the others spotting the man holding a trident Datarila must have run off when he came in.
"Bryn's sick?" He looks up at the man curiously "Being sick isn't good... momma would fix you up right away, but I guess we'll have to go see this doctor person instead." He lightly squeezes finwa's hand "Thanks... not going into the crowds would be good... they're scary."
He looks to the mayor and waves "Goodbye miss Mayor, we'll come see you again soon."
Leoian looks to Charlene and frowns a bit "But you're essential too Ms. Oftenseen, I'm sure you play a big part in Meowsie's plan, we just don't know what it is yet."
He smiles towards Finwa when she looks his way, he seems much more comfortable now that they're out of the crowded streets. It's not really clear if he understands the whole Verpien thing or not "I could show Mr. Turble how to do some hunting and fishing, then when he's hungry he can catch something for himself and won't have to eat leather... that sounds yucky."
Leo is still apparently quite interested in the little pixie, and continues asking her questions despite having been told she can't talk to him. "How do you chose a companion? It must be hard only being able to talk to one person... I wonder why that is, is it because of magic? My momma told me that I'm resistant to magic." He grins towards Datarila "Oh if that's why maybe then I'll be able to hear you!"
Hearing talk of Mittens running out of power and being lobotomised gets his attention and the halfling looks back towards the mayor. "It's pretty important Ms. Mayor, I don't want Meowsie to be lobomised." whatever that means "And she can't charge her energy up by sleeping like I do. If you can show us where it is, I'm sure we can get it."