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Neat :) I like it.

Mahjik follows his spiritual mentor and learns the ways of the monkey.

Mahjik looks at Urza thoughtfully, "I think you may be right. The only people spirits I can think of are ghosts."

"I think we're supposed to meet one of the dancers still. Right?"

Don't forget, Ieana also drops any held items (assuming she's also in a weird transformed state just looking like a dream snake).

Turns out Desna was wrong: Makoa and Mahjik could have handled it without us. It is the Age of Lost Omens, when you can't trust portents.

Getting one lucky round in... maybe that would've been enough. But if she gets at least 1 turn to actually act, with just Makoa and Mahjik, that might be enough to turn it around for her. She is(was?) a freaking high level cleric(?) - no doubt a bit of hitpoint damage wouldn't faze her.

Are you using Mahjik's flavor text as his action for the round, or does he simply cease to exist (in the initiative order) in a puff of dream logic?

I'll assume he's just missing.
Swift: mantis style
Move: G13

Mahjik scampers after Makoa culminating in a cartwheel attack on the snake.

Attack, Stunning Fist DC 18 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 6 + 2 = 20 damage 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

"Alas, Orochimaru, you have overstayed your welcome. It's time for you to learn humility." Monkey-Mahjik sits on his tail and thoughtfully holds his chin with one hand while he strokes an imaginary beard with the other.

Can Douena be a starfish? :P :D

Well... she is a goddess.

Yes. Yes I can feel it. This is definitely Mahjik's spirit animal.

Only an hour or so every night, right?

Douena would probably ask Osumare "is it working?" every 2 minutes.

Mahjik relaxes without much trouble. Meditation comes naturally to him - in spite of his sometimes bizarre habits and angles. It doesn't take overly long before he drifts off.

I think monkey would work best for Mahjik, fits the area and himself, I think.

Mahjik grins to Douena, "Wise man would step out of the darkness to hide in the light. Have you considered that, perhaps, before the demon corrupted their actions, these girls were doing the work of Desna? And that Desna has guided your footsteps here to rescue them?"

Mahjik is certainly keen to try it. This works along for his primary motivation for being on this adventure.

If demonic domination is likened to cholesterol, then having three girls attend to you in your dreams must be a fruity cocktail of some sort.

OOee we rolling in it now! ;)

She likely wasn't summoned, but got to Golarion by some other means - in which case her body would stay here. For now at least - over time the malevolent spirit inherent in the demon will likely migrate to the abyss and reform.

"Wise man would harbor the grease for times of wanting," Mahjik explains to Urza. "Though, again, I trust you guys to keep me safe. But, don't you know the saying, when in Absalom..."

"hmmm, not to sound too keen, but, with her out of the way - can you still do it? I mean, the offer you originally had for us? Dream world and all that?" Mahjik asks Masozi.

"It's all right," Douena assures her in Polyglot. "It wasn't your fault. She made you." She scrambles over the dead devil-woman Pezock is methodically hacking to pieces. "Mahjik, are they all right? You didn't hurt them, did you?"

Mahjik grimaces a little, "Not reaaally, I mostly just hit the nerves - causing them to lose their senses. But... with that one," he points to Alala, "I think I heard a bone a crack. Just a little. I'm sorry."

"Not much longer," Mahjik smiles at Alala as he closes the gap to her, "please accept my apology in advance." He strikes at her, cautious not to cause serious harm, but forceful enough to knock her out as fast as possible.

Flurry 1, Power Attack, non-lethal 1d20 + 6 - 2 ⇒ (18) + 6 - 2 = 22 damage 1d8 + 1 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 1 + 4 = 13
Flurry 2, Power Attack, non-lethal 1d20 + 6 - 2 ⇒ (13) + 6 - 2 = 17 damage 1d8 + 1 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 1 + 4 = 13

hmmm... that is well above average damage. Alala may be sleeping a while with that.

Move to AP25 and attack!

Mahjik can't quite turn his eyes away from the fight around Zakiyya - when he tries to hit Alala his aim is way off.

Attack, Power Attack, Stunning Fist, non-lethal 1d20 + 6 - 1 ⇒ (2) + 6 - 1 = 7 damage 1d8 + 1 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 1 + 4 = 11

Mahjik follows up with a quick succession of powerful taps to the left and right temples of Osumare's head. The impacts don't break or rupture the body - hardly any permanent damage - but they are forceful enough to leave anybody worse for wear.

Flurry attack 1, Power Attack, non-lethal 1d20 + 6 - 2 ⇒ (11) + 6 - 2 = 15 damage 1d8 + 1 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 1 + 4 = 6
Flurry attack 2, Power Attack, non-lethal 1d20 + 6 - 2 ⇒ (14) + 6 - 2 = 18 damage 1d8 + 1 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 1 + 4 = 9

Should Osumare go down with the first attack, Mahjik will 5ft step and continue against the next dancer.

HP 53; AC 22

Mahjik looks a little worried as he sees Makao's ferocious bite do barely a trickle of damage. "What's she got? How come isn't she doing the writhing roll of pain? Douena! You have to do it! Desna's spirit is in the starknife! Get her quick!" He moves in with a slight detour to avoid getting hit to AN20 and to support Douena against the other combatants. He attacks Osumare by forcefully gripping a muscle in her shoulder - enough to hurt and incapacitate, but the attack itself is not lethal.

Attack, non-lethal, Stunning Fist DC 18 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21 damage 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

Mahjik carefully shifts his position, muscles tense in controlled panic. He's ready to jump out of harms way at a moment's notice. His fingers seem unusually stiff.

Given that barkskin is active, he'll spend (swift) action to engage Mantis Style and (standard) action to enter Total Defense.

If Mahjik can perform actions, he'll enter Mantis style (swift) and activate the barkskin ki power (standard).

Perception 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (20) + 12 = 32
Sense Motive 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23

Mahjik sighs. "I was really hoping that there would be something here. Are... are all of you actually human? Or just those? What happened in your life that you could not be satisfied with what I offered?"

Mahjik nods. "See," he tells Urza, "safe as the lips of angels. Since we need to camp the night anyway, we can combine the practical with the curious."

Sense Motive 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (11) + 9 = 20
Sense Motive, follow up 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (10) + 9 = 19

"Oh?" Mahjik turns his attention to Zakija. "Actually, I might be interested - it sounds not unlike the heightened state of awareness that monks strive for in meditation. If the same could be achieved with other means... that would be a thing worth investigating and rep- and think about." He grins, "Besides, I think we can risk one or two of us visiting the dream world you speak of. If enemies attack, you could return us to wakefulness quickly, yes? We can do it after dinner?"

Extra Sense Motive to gauge their response to the question 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (7) + 9 = 16

With only three of the Mwangi, Mahjik waits for an opportunity to quietly mention to one of his companions (let's assume Ursa): "I sense there is something deeper here - it is like Masozi and Osumare defer to Zakiyya in everything, but more so. Almost like Zakiyya has some form of mental control over them."

Mahjik is keen to try whatever they have on offer. And that aside, we need to earn level 6 somehow - this may be a far more controlled opportunity than many that we might face otherwise.

"Masozi, where are the men folk and the kids?" Mahjik asks as he bends down to prepare a wood stack for the fire.

Incidentally, prestidigitation does not, to my knowledge, start fires. There's a cantrip spark specifically for that.

"Greetings, I'm Mahjik. I'm glad to experience your hospitality - it's a refreshing change of pace. Don't hesitate to ask me to help in any way. It is the least I can do," Mahjik introduces himself. He looks about the area to see if there's anything obvious that could require assistance.

"Wise man would not overly dwell on the exposed flesh of maidens as they frolic in the water. How their bosoms heave and glisten in the heat of the sun and their voices entice the birds of the forest to sing with them." Mahjik says. At the sideways glances he responds with, "What? Father Andersin was a very wise man."

"Or we can wave at them from a distance? Hey Shokambe - is there some particular protocol or something for these situations in the Mwangi?"

Mahjik grins his trademark grin as he sits down next to Ishirou, "Well - I'm not sure how the others feel about the last few days - but I think it is good that we've hit the river now. You can measure travel better by river than by jungle, I think."

"I wonder if you turn into one of them if you get sad."

"I don't think the taste has changed much since they died," Mahjik points, "you could try a quick nibble?"

The hulking fey twists its neck to glance at who prod it with a pointy metal bit, Mahjik's foot shoots out almost vertical to strike the creature with a jaw cracking uppercut-like kick. As the lights in its eyes go out Mahjik renders its death complete with a follow-up stomp with the same foot.

Flurry 1, Power Attack 1d20 + 6 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 6 + 2 + 1 = 16 damage 1d8 + 1 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 1 + 4 = 11
Flurry 2, Power Attack 1d20 + 6 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 6 + 2 + 1 = 21 damage 1d8 + 1 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 1 + 4 = 10

Ah crap, forgot about trying to tumble through their reach

In those kinds of situations I tend to think an impromptu compromise works best, such as allowing an acrobatics check and getting an additional +X on the check (or something along that kin).

"Wise man should not underestimate the lithe and grace of the under-trodden," Mahjik remarks to himself as he sees Douena flit between the hapless spriggans. She's reckless! She's isolated herself on the other side - I must stop this creature from acting at all costs. Mahjik slips by Sasha to I155and purposefully drills his right hand's index and middle fingers into the nape of the Spriggan before him - not enough power to severe vital tissues, but enough to disrupt the flow of the vessels inside. With the luck of the fates enough to stun the creature stiff.

Attack, Flanking, Stunning Fist DC 18 1d20 + 6 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 6 + 2 + 1 = 14 damage 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Spriggan #3 Fortitude: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22 -- pass

Stupid spriggan :(

HP 53/53; AC 26
5ft step to I153
Flurry, with Stunning Fist on lead attack and Power Attack
Swift: ki dodge

"These things are monsters! Watch out! They're attacks are devastating!" Mahjik closes the distance to the nearest spriggan and quickly punches twice right underneath where he figures their rib cage ends. Hopefully this one will give us a break; guide this breath-stopping palm Irori!

Flurry 1, Power Attack, Stunning Fist DC 18 1d20 + 6 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (16) + 6 + 1 - 2 = 21 damage 1d8 + 1 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 1 + 4 = 6
Flurry 2, Power Attack 1d20 + 6 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (11) + 6 + 1 - 2 = 16 damage 1d8 + 1 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 1 + 4 = 12

Move action: to H153
Standard action: 1 ki for barkskin
Swift action: activate Mantis style
Free(?) action: Sense Motive to guess at their intentions 1d20 + 9 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 9 + 2 = 15

"Wise man embarrasses neither his providers nor his receivers," Mahjik intones as he forms a protective layer between the spriggans and the rest of the party.

Mahjik tries not to be obvious, or startle the stalker, but he speeds up a bit to get closer to the center of the group to catch more of his allies' ears. "We're being tailed. Somebody - or somebodies - have been stalking us for a while now. It would be wise to be ready for anything."

Little does Felos know that our GM is sooo meta he has a random ambush in a different AP!!!

"Eclectic, yes?" Mahjik grins at the new elven companion. "I understand that you have a grudge against the Aspis - and I'd be very surprised if we don't run into more of them sooner rather than later. But, that said, sometimes I feel the gods are toying with us, as we've encountered any number of strange creatures. Most tried to kill us. A couple were friendly. I guess you fall into that category. The point being, wise man would prepare for many eventualities."

Mahjik smartly salutes, "Jawohl mein Kapitän!"

"hmmm... I don't recall much, but in Vudra where I was born, I heard mention of a god called the Monkey King. He's rather popular in Tian Xia from what I gather. I don't know if he would apply for this."

"For many of us, this journey started a long time ago when we were shipwrecked, that we are together now still is a testament to the hardships we've overcome together. I suspect, somewhere down below, inside us, many of us sense that together we can achieve more than if we part ways. Perhaps that is why we are here now: following an uncertain ambition in the hopes to become more than what we are."

Watching the tengu move off, Mahjik mutters to Douena, "Do you think he's molting or something?" He grins, then adds "Primarily I cared about me spending time in Kalabuto, not the group as a whole. My personal mission, happily, does not interfere with the task we have before us - other than that I occasionally need to investigate something independently. I don't expect there to be another such opportunity any time soon."

"I'm unsure. I'm not particularly curious about what went down that way; but on the other hand, perhaps we'll learn something valuable. That way, or keep going with our mission?"

"So a barefoot humanoid and a... tiger maybe? But can you tell from the tracks if the humanoid was chased by the... tiger... or whether he was following him? Or she."