GM Debug's PbP: PFS-RPG 4-19: The Fabric of Reality (Inactive)

Game Master DebugAMP

Watts focuses on the building as he thinks on the question. "Relying on my abilities alone I would be wary asking questions. I have had ample success seeking out answers, but I am far less confident of performing such tasks covertly."

Thinking on the prospects causes Watts to perk up as he refocuses his mind on the new question.

"If you are willing and able though, I would be excited to serve as aid and translator. It has been some time since I have been able to properly practice my Tien with a native speaker and even then I only sampled a small selection of dialects, not to even discuss the other languages of the continent."

"Speaking of the other languages of the continent, it is a quite interesting comparison to my typical studies of human languages since Taldane has been, by and large, affected and affected by other languages of the Inner Sea, but those influences are minimal here in the languages of Tian-Xia. The situation presented is a number of different cultures that ..." If unchecked, Watts continues on the subject of linguistic influences cultures have on one another as well as some base differences Watts understands between the regions in discussion.

...

"I have my own preparations as well before we enter. I hope they are not necessary, but I have been attacked far more often serving Pathfinder interests than aiding in library research." Watts drinks a couple tinctures and draws a third into his beak for a moment before spitting it out again into the same vial. His eyes carry an unearthly glow after the series of treatments and he takes a moment to reappraise his surroundings. "I have been relying on this for years and it is still mystifying to realize how much I miss using the bare senses."

Before going in the shop, whenever it may happen, drinking ablative barrier, alchemical allocation, and then an elixir of vision to increase Perception by +10.

Cirri uses her wand of Mage Armor on Riddywhipple and she drinks the vial of antitoxin, just in case.

Cirri keeps detect magic on and keeps her staff at the ready. "Hopefully we're just overly cautious and nothing bad will happen here."

Riddywhipple laughs. "Or maybe she's a ghost and will haunt our dreams, eh?" He gets a wide grin as Cirri shudders at the thought of more undead.

Chak purchases an antitoxin, but doesn't use it yet I will use my scroll of delay poison and let others benefit from the communal one.

He makes sure a shield spell is stored in his ioun stone and a frigid touch in his breastplate.

"Tien has always served me well. I grew up in Goka where there are too many, exorbitantly numerous and astoundingly copious dialects. I simply focused on the common tongue and developed wit, sense, and savvy to discern when I was being swindled. I did later learn, acquire and master the language of Minata, but that was not until after I left Goka."

“I hear you, Cirri.”

Eadie also chugs an antitoxin, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand when she’s done. “I’ve had too many Venture-Captains say things like: ‘I’m sure you won’t need cold iron. The reports of demons guarding that *glowy* portal in the middle of the Worldwound are probably exaggerated’ to take such things at face value.”

Watts continues on the subject of linguistic influences cultures have on one another as well as some base differences Watts understands between the regions in discussion.

Eadie’s eyes begin to glaze over. “What you need is a girlfriend, Master Watts.”

“Perhaps the General – or his moustache could fix you up?”

"I ... um. Yes, I have been told this before. I suppose a companion with an alternative perspective could aid with research..."

"I certainly would welcome your advice General. Presuming the Society allows I would love to stay within Goka to experience the full force of the dialects you speak of."

Though adequately illuminated, this bookshop feels gloomy and somewhat claustrophobic. There are many tables holding piles of books and several bookshelves that stretch from floor to ceiling. The entire east wall is a single bookcase, completely filled with books.

From within the shop a female voice greets you. "Welcome to my shop? What can I help you with?"

Ahead, sitting in one of the desks is a human who is keeping an eye on the lot of you.

What language is that person speaking?

"Wow..." Cirri scans all of the bookshelves. "I bet I could spend a decade or two in here..." Cirri is lost and clearly wants to read as many books as she can.

Watts takes in the stacks of books as he admires the binding and examine the titles, barely restraining himself from perusing the books immediately. "I would wish you luck on that endeavour. I have been unable to convince a proprietor to let me stay even one night among the shelves."

“Cirriously, Cirri?”

Eadie boldly removes a copy of The Great Catsby by F. Scat Fitzgerald from the shelf.

She flips it open lovingly so as not to damage the spine, and begins scanning the pages. “They don’t seem to have any pictures.”

She is actually speaking common.

Vim takes a beeline to the human behind the desk.

"Find the right book and the author will draw you a clearer picture than any illustration could."

Watts focus turns away from the vast amount of books to nod in agreement with Vim and gives a cursory examination to the shopkeeper before moving on.

Eadie closes an eye. "Do you have to pay extra for that?"

“What if he’s on break when you go to buy the book?”

In the interests of not getting surprised, she then takes a careful look around for threats.

Take 10 Perception: 10 + 15 = 25

"Well cost can vary between different regions but when you go ... to purchase ... he's on break? What?"

Watts speaking slows as he mind divides attention between the books, Eadie's question, and following her lead watching for potential threats.

Take 10 Perception with Inspiration: 10 + 26 + 1d8 ⇒ 10 + 26 + (3) = 39

Since no one else is asking, Cirri decides to pop up to the front desk. "Ah, yes. We're looking for the Abysium Codex... we heard you may have it in possession?"

When all else fails, tell the truth!

“Yeah, like say Creighton Shaine sends you out to buy a book about fire-fighting ‘cos he’s set his lab on fire (again). He needs that book like now, right?”

Eadie explains her reasoning slowly and carefully. “But say the book's author is in the Coins District getting his nibs sharpened, or enjoying a quiet ale at the Winking Cyclops.”

"How is he going to return to the shoppe in time to draw that picture for you, so that the Big Bosses don't have to shell out for another magic lab?”

The lady behind the counter responds in Tian. "You are speaking to her."

Watts peers around and notices 2 particularly dangerous threats. The first of which is the several century old assassin sitting behind the counter speaking to Vim and Cirri, and the second is her armed guard at the other table, keeping a watchful eye on you. Despite appearing cordial, Shadow Orchid is eyeing up Vim, and not in the flattering manner.

She switches back to common to respond to Cirri.

"Yes... I do have the tome you are looking for, and as I have mentioned many times, to several different parties, it is not for sale. Whom do you represent?"

"Oh! Cool. Um, we're with the Pathfinder Society. We heard money wasn't what you were after, so um... what could we do to get that?"

"Please don't say violence please don't say violence uh oh I'm thinking out loud again. Zip it!" Cirri finally cuts herself off.

Chak takes a moment to wipe a spot of drool from his beak.

Madam, I am Chak, a collector of tomes, books, and volumes ancient and esoteric. I simply must acquire, procure, and obtain such a work for my collection. Surely we would not be a waste of your time to discuss, consider, and talk about a mutually beneficial arrangement. Perhaps we can even discuss several other works was well.

Orator to conceal the fact that he's not really answering her question?
Linguistics: 1d20 + 22 ⇒ (18) + 22 = 40

Looks like Cirri posted while I was writing my post, so trying to conceal our affiliation with the Pathfinder Society no longer makes any sense. Can that be used to influence her attitude instead?

She rises from her seat and shakes her head slowly.

"Thank you sir Cirri for not doing me the discourtesy of a poor attempt at deceit. I may be old and feeble now, but my ears are quite keen. Please inform Amara Li once again that the book is a part of my personal collection and is not available for purchase, nor perusal. If there are any other works of literature I can interest you in, I will help you, however if that is all you seek I must ask you to leave."

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19

*sigh* “Seems there was nothing we could have said or done, Pathfinders. This isn’t anyone’s fault or failure.”

Eadie draws her enchanted falchion. “Please produce the book for our perusal and the author to paint us a picture - and you can still get out of this uninjured.”

"Oh my, such threats... very well. Please Chemshek? Would you bring down the Codex for these-"

A tengu appears from the staircase, and as he does she cuts off mid sentence and leaps from beside the desk at Vim's throat with supernatural speed.

Round 1:
Eadie
Vim
Aldebert
Bodyguard (Red)
Chak
Shadow Orchid (Black)
Chemshek (Purple)
Watts
Cirri

Notes: The shop is cluttered and has little room for fighting. As such, everything here is considered difficult terrain.

Sheesh, I missed all of the interesting stuff. Could you sound off If you partook of the Delay Poison (Communal) I purchased? Just to figure out duration.

Aldebert had opened his mouth to reply, but Cirri's mild-mannered method intrigued the crossbowman. And since he had been told by some that his manner was brash and rude, he shut his mouth, allowing for the non-Taldane method to be applied. With clearly predictable results.

Drawing his crossbow, he cackles in a manner befitting a rooster. Or a turkey. "You foolish Tian wench! Prepare to be chastised! FOR TALDOR! BWAHA-HA!"

Mathilda, strike, DA, PBS, Holy: 1d20 + 14 - 3 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 14 - 3 + 1 + 2 = 23
Damage (+Holy): 1d10 + 6 + 1 + 2 + 2d6 ⇒ (4) + 6 + 1 + 2 + (6, 6) = 25

Round #1: AC 25, T 14; delay poison, antitoxin

Frustrated that she can’t 5’ step to lay the maximum hurt on Shadow Orchid, Eadie remembers another little gem from VC Farabellus.

HIT FIRST! HIT HARD! HIT OFTEN!

falchion + power attack (PA) + furious focus (FF) on flat-footed Red: 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (18) + 19 = 37 crit threat
magic, adamantine, slashing damage: 2d4 + 22 ⇒ (4, 1) + 22 = 27

iterative, no FF on flat-footed Red: 1d20 + 14 - 3 ⇒ (18) + 14 - 3 = 29 crit threat
magic, adamantine, slashing damage: 2d4 + 22 ⇒ (1, 2) + 22 = 25

confirm on flat-footed Red: 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (15) + 19 = 34
magic, adamantine, slashing damage: 2d4 + 22 ⇒ (4, 1) + 22 = 27

confirm, no FF on flat-footed Red: 1d20 + 14 - 3 ⇒ (16) + 14 - 3 = 27
magic, adamantine, slashing damage: 2d4 + 22 ⇒ (4, 1) + 22 = 27

Eadie gives Shadow Orchid an 'I told you so' look. "Now, are you sure you don't want to give us the book?"

If the first slash dropped Red, I'd like to take a move action please, GM.

I'll take some of that communal delay poison action please, Aldebert.

Watts watches the bodyguard rise along with Shadow Orchid, but his mind is so fixed on other minutia he pauses watching a flurry of attacks already with only one thing ringing true through his mind. He struggles to communicate it though as he kneads the air to try to manifest the words flowing throw his mind.

"But, no... The painting is a metaphor."

I will gladly take some of the communal delay poison.

“Yeah I know that, Watts. (Duh) If the book’s about metaphors, of course he’s gonna like paint a picture of one.”

Eadie eyes the enemy tengu warily. “But if the book’s about fires, like I specially mentioned in my exquisite example, he’s not gonna paint a metaphor now, is he?”

Horribly dismayed over the sudden violence, Vim fumbles his way through a spell.

Casting Blindness/Deafness defensively on Shadow Orchid to blind her. Fort DC 19.
Concentration DC 21, Combat Casting: 1d20 + 14 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 14 + 4 = 25

"We just wanted to buy a book!"

No move action this turn since I'm "surprised" in the first round of combat if there's no surprise round.

"Well, I'm bad at lying, for one thing. We're gonna have to figure out- eek! Eadie, what are- Ahhh! Look out Vim!" Cirri clutches her quarterstaff instinctively.

Aldebert lets loose a shot striking Shadow Orchid in the arm as she lunges for Vim.

As soon as the first blow is struck, you hear orders barked out and footsteps from upstairs.

Eadie swings her Falchion, flooring the bodyguard in one swing. The guard twitches on the ground, unconscious on the ground and gasping for breath.

Vim recites an incantation to remove Shadow Orchid's sight, but she resists it and continues to close in on him.
Fort Save: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27

Round 1:
Eadie
Vim
Aldebert
Chak
Shadow Orchid (Black -25)
Chemshek (Purple)
Watts
Cirri
Upstairs Guard(s)

Notes: The shop is cluttered and has little room for fighting. As such, everything here is considered difficult terrain.

"YOU CRETINOUS BLACK MAIDEN! STOP TALKING ARTISTIC NONSENSE AND GO FOR THE OPPOSING CORV... GO FOR THE BAD TENGU NAVHELAN, BY ABADAR'S LEFT TESTIS!"

Perception: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (14) + 16 = 30

A window has been opened upstairs.

Chak moves outside, drawing his bow, he looks up to see if he can spot the open window.

Only a single move action shown on the map.

Cirri's Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18
Riddywhipple's Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (20) + 10 = 30

Riddywhipple chirps up. "Yuuup, a window opened! Cirri, remember to put up a ward next time, eh?"

Cirri slaps her forehead. "I always forget about the ward!"

Chak: I moved you a bit since you could see an open window on the side of the building as you walked out. Feel free to change your movement a bit with that in mind, but I just went ahead and revealed the second floor. Green mook is visible, preparing to exit the window. You can even take the shot if you want from there (1 move action away), although they would have cover. I'll continue to move on in initiative, but if you want to take the shot. Ceiling is 20 ft high, so I'll guess you'd prefer to ready an action to shoot him as he descends so you can get your sneak attack.

Shadow Orchid gives a quick glance at Chemshek and the tengu leaps down from the stairwell, striking at Cirri with his Wakazashi before he has a chance to get to his feet.

Chemshek vs Cirri: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (15) + 13 = 28
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 6
Sneak Attack Damage: 3d6 ⇒ (3, 5, 1) = 9

Shadow Orchid finishes her strike at Vim, aiming straight for the throat!

Stunning Fist vs Vim: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (12) + 15 = 27
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 5 Fort save DC 23 vs Stun

After the first strike she continues with a kick to the side of Eadie's armor, then a palm strike to the side of her helm causing a dizzying ring.

Continuation of Stunning Flurry + Flanking: 1d20 + 15 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 15 + 2 = 231d20 + 10 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 10 + 2 = 241d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 5 + 2 = 12 Flurry of nope...

She channels the inner calm of her monk training to make one last punch, straight to Eadie's center of gravity.

Ki Point attack at Eadie: 1d20 + 15 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 15 + 2 = 27
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 4 Fort save DC 23 vs Stun
Sneak Attack: 5d6 ⇒ (2, 5, 1, 3, 1) = 12

Round 1:
Eadie
Vim
Aldebert
Chak
Shadow Orchid (Black -25)
Chemshek (Purple)
Watts
Cirri
Upstairs Guards

Chak readies a shot for when the first guard descends from the window, attacking when he is most vulnerable.

"Ow." Cirri rubs her side. "I guess we need to do this the hard way. Back to violence."

Cirri holds her nose. "But first, let's slow down those upstairs guards with some cloud cover!" Cirri tries to plant her staff.

Swift Action: Spend 1 arcane pool point to add +2 to my +1 quarterstaff. This increased my AC and CMD by 2 due to my Quarterstaff Shield archetype feature.

Full Action: Spell Combat using Obscuring Mist as my spell.

Concentration Check, DC 17: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (18) + 14 = 32
I added the tiles that should be covered in mist.

A billow of mist erupts from around Cirri, covering the stairs (and most of the storefront) in smoke. "Hehe, it's like a ninja smoke trick!" She then raises her staff with her other hand and tries to hit Chemshek.
Quarterstaff +3, Combat Expertise, Spell Combat: 1d20 + 13 - 1 - 2 ⇒ (9) + 13 - 1 - 2 = 19
1H Damage: 1d6 + 4 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 4 + 3 = 9

"Whoops! Let's try that again!" Cirri feels her staff clobber a stack of books.

With Quarterstaff Defense and Combat Expertise, Cirri's AC is 24.

"Artistic nonsense? This books hold worlds in themselves! They are no mere... ah right the combat. Apologies to everyone."

Watts carefully moves through the stacks of books, drawing blade from cane as he focuses on Chemshek. He looks to how the stacks limit his movement, plans his attacks against the tengu accordingly, and makes a swift strike from the sword cane.

Studied combat and attack on Chemshek.

Studied Combat +1 Sword Cane: 1d20 + 11 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 11 + 4 = 34
Concealment: 1d100 ⇒ 20
Damage: 1d6 + 5 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 5 + 4 = 12

Fortitude: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9

Shadow Orchid's strike connects all to well, and Vim is sent reeling, gasping for air.

Watts swings into the fog but the shadow of his target is difficult to trace. Shadow Orchid and Chemshek both curse at the fog, finding their normal tactics difficult with the fog. From the 2nd floor, the remaining guards begin to descend and join in the fray. One can be heard cursing as he descends the stairs only to find the cloud of fog. One of them is caught off guard by Chak's strike, however the learned slayer's aim is off and embeds the arrow into the windowsill instead. The guards quickly and quietly descend from the second floor, and one of them moves up to Chak, drawing his blade to engage in combat. Moves to finish opening the window, move to descend and draw weapon.

Round 2:
Eadie (Fort save DC 23, Stunned if fail, Staggered if pass, Duration: 1d4 ⇒ 2)
Vim (Stunned duration: 1d4 ⇒ 3 2/3 remain)
Aldebert
Shadow Orchid (Black -25)
Chemshek (Purple)
Watts (Study on Purple)
Cirri
Chak (Study on Green)
Yellow Guard
Green Guard
Orange Guard

Round #2: AC 25, T 14; delay poison, antitoxin; staggered 1/2

Fort DC 23: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (15) + 16 = 31

“Quit cursing the Master of the First Vault, Bertie you boob!”

Eadie swings wildly at Chemsek, distracted by Aldebert's Abadarian profanity.

“Every time someone takes His name in vain, somewhere in the multiverse interest rates rise 25 basis points!”

falchion + power attack (PA) + furious focus (FF) on tengu: 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (1) + 19 = 20
magic, adamantine, slashing damage: 2d4 + 22 ⇒ (1, 1) + 22 = 24
20% miss chance, high is good in d20 games: 1d100 ⇒ 41

Eadie manages to cleave Shadow Orchid's table leg off, however a three-legged table still balances reasonably. Just don't jump on it.

Round 2:
Eadie (16 dmg, Staggered, 1/2 rounds remain)
Vim (5 dmg, Stunned, 2/3 rounds remain)
Aldebert
Shadow Orchid (Black -25)
Chemshek (Purple)
Watts (Study on Purple)
Cirri (15 dmg)
Chak (Study on Green)
Yellow Guard
Green Guard
Orange Guard

Perception: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (17) + 14 = 31

Taking the extra attack on Blessing of Fervor.

"The name is Aldebert you dull-edged mimosa! And Abadar's mighty testes are an acceptable battlecry for the Taldane Phalanx! It's codified in Taldane Law, you crude instrument of lethality!" barks back Aldebert at Eadie while sighting Shadow Orchid.

Mathilda, strike #1, RS, DA, PBS, Holy: 1d20 + 14 - 2 - 3 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 14 - 2 - 3 + 1 + 2 = 24
Miss Chance (High is good): 1d100 ⇒ 21
Damage (+Holy): 1d10 + 6 + 1 + 2 + 2d6 ⇒ (6) + 6 + 1 + 2 + (2, 4) = 21
Mathilda, strike #2, RS, DA, PBS, Holy: 1d20 + 14 - 2 - 3 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 14 - 2 - 3 + 1 + 2 = 28
Miss Chance (High is good): 1d100 ⇒ 66
Damage (+Holy): 1d10 + 6 + 1 + 2 + 2d6 ⇒ (4) + 6 + 1 + 2 + (5, 1) = 19
Mathilda, strike #3, RS, DA, PBS, Holy: 1d20 + 9 - 2 - 3 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 9 - 2 - 3 + 1 + 2 = 12
Miss Chance (High is good): 1d100 ⇒ 78
Damage (+Holy): 1d10 + 6 + 1 + 2 + 2d6 ⇒ (7) + 6 + 1 + 2 + (3, 4) = 23

"Also, has anyone else heard the windows opening on the upper floor?" adds Aldebert, clearly not paying much attention to what is going on beyond the obvious. "And why in blazes is there so much fog? This is worse then the rout of Bastrama!"

Getting confused between games. My apologies. And yes, the fog has been accounted for now.

Erm... blessing of Fervor isn't up. Also, fog grants total concealment to anything beyond 5 ft, so assuming you're aiming for the square she used to be in, that'd be a 50% miss chance for each of those.

Yep, don't mind me I'm just losing it over here.

Aldebert fires blindly into the haze, and his recklessness is rewarded as one of the shots int he volley elicits a curse.

Attack vs Window: 1d20 ⇒ 7
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 2

The sound of breaking glass can be heard from near Shadow Orchid's position, and Eadie can see her slip back out of sight. She does little to conceal her position as she races around outside of the shop with supernatural speed and appears to ambush Chak. Spring attack on the window... HAH! Take that!

Chemshek takes a single slash at Eadie, then moves to follow his master.

Attack: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (6) + 13 = 19 Miss

Round 2:
Eadie (16 dmg, Staggered, 1/2 rounds remain)
Vim (5 dmg, Stunned, 2/3 rounds remain)
Aldebert
Shadow Orchid (Black -44)
Chemshek (Purple)
Watts (Study on Purple)
Cirri (15 dmg)
Chak (Study on Green)
Yellow Guard
Green Guard
Orange Guard

Effects: Elixir of vision. Ablative Barrier. Communal Delay Poison

"I will want you both to explain later on the nature of both Abadar and the Taldane allowances because I'm unfamiliar with both the doctrines you both speak of. For now though, I feel forced to call for aid."

Clutching a holy symbol, Watts makes plea to the heavens.

"I fear for the safety of my friends and I seek your aid to protect them where I cannot." In response, Watt's body is permeated by a holy radiance that flows though the fog.

Characters within 20 feet of me get bonuses against attacks or effects made by evil creatures. +4 deflection bonus to AC and +4 resistance bonus on saving throws. It otherwise acts as a caster level 9 magic circle against evil covering same area.

Hi... I apparently never play Monks and inadvertently illegally gave her more than 1 stunning fist in an attack. Rolling an extra attack for Eadie now on her behalf, using her first full attack as reference.

Illegally Denied Iterative Attack: 1d20 + 14 - 3 ⇒ (20) + 14 - 3 = 31
Miss Chance: 1d100 ⇒ 44
Confirm: 1d20 + 14 - 3 ⇒ (11) + 14 - 3 = 22 Does not confirm

Damage: 2d4 + 22 ⇒ (4, 3) + 22 = 29

As she faces Chak, it is appearent that she has suffered severe wounds during the skirmish within the fog.

Round 2:
Eadie (16 dmg)
Vim (5 dmg, Stunned, 2/3 rounds remain)
Aldebert
Shadow Orchid (Black -73)
Chemshek (Purple)
Watts (Study on Purple)
Cirri (15 dmg)
Chak (Study on Green)
Yellow Guard
Green Guard
Orange Guard

Chak drops the bow and gives Shadow Orchid a quick study before attempting to tear into her with beak and claw.

Swift: Study Shadow Orchid, full attack with power attack, switching to green if Shadow Orchid drops, 5-foot step.

Claw: 1d20 + 12 + 2 - 3 ⇒ (6) + 12 + 2 - 3 = 17
Damage: 1d3 + 4 + 2 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 4 + 2 + 6 = 14

Claw: 1d20 + 12 + 2 - 3 ⇒ (19) + 12 + 2 - 3 = 30
Damage: 1d3 + 4 + 2 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 4 + 2 + 6 = 14

Bite: 1d20 + 12 + 2 - 3 ⇒ (4) + 12 + 2 - 3 = 15
Damage: 1d3 + 4 + 2 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 4 + 2 + 6 = 13

As Chemshek turns to fade into the fog, Cirri yelps "H-hey! No fair running! Riddy, see if you can see which way she went."

Chemshek should provoke an AoO for moving. Here's my roll.
Quarterstaff +3, Combat Expertise, Spell Combat: 1d20 + 13 - 1 - 2 ⇒ (2) + 13 - 1 - 2 = 12
1H Damage: 1d6 + 4 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 4 + 3 = 11

Meanwhile, Riddywhipple casts Greater Invisibility on himself and flies out the western window That's the one Shadow Orchid shattered, right? Flying 10 feet above the ground, he uses his telepathy. She is outside, Cirri. The western window is broken, she must have jumped through. Her bodyguard is still inside, following her.

"Oh, she smashed the window? Well I guess it's time to fly, then. Winds of the north, carry me away! Eadie- I think her bodyguard is near the window!" and Cirri starts to float.

Swift Action: Arcane strike on my staff. Standard Action: Activating my Flight Hex. Move Action: Flying on top of the table next to the Western window.

Right, Cheshek didnt move through cover did he, only Orchid did. If you don't mind, I'm going to modify the fog template so I can see what's behind it a bit better.

Chak slashes at shadow orchid, but only one of his attacks wound her, and she keeps on her feet.

She beckons to her guards, which move to protect her. The first runs around the side of the building, then takes a position at the front door Double Move, moves under Riddywhipple.

The second moves around Chak to flank with his master Provokes an AoO.

Attack: 1d20 + 10 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 10 + 2 = 14 Miss

The final thug continues to try fighting in the fog.

Attack: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (7) + 10 = 17 Miss

Round 2:
Vim (5 dmg, Stunned, 1/3 rounds remain)
Eadie (16 dmg)
Aldebert
Shadow Orchid (Black -73)
Chemshek (Purple)
Watts (Study on Purple)
Cirri (15 dmg)
Chak (Study on Green)
Yellow Guard
Green Guard
Orange Guard