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"What was foolish about offering healing and succor to an injured Pathfinder? What was the error of restoring health and wellbeing to a fellow traveller on our road? What is friendly about a person who after gaining such a blessing responds by biting the healer with a fanged maw? Should you be injured, would you not wish for healing?"
Takahiro maintains a placid calmness as he questions Kaneka in response to her admonishment.

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Meatbeat lowers his head and pummels the lady in the small of her back.
Kassi chastises Takahiro
Chak steps forward and strikes Maurit, slicing into her flesh.
Zorlax stands unmoving, not sure what has happened.
Takahiro defends himself.. to Kassi
Bite Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12
Bite Damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3
Maurit turns on the one who just cut her, but she only finds a mouthful of feathers.
Danyn scowls at the commotion that has commenced
Initiative:
Meatbeat
Kassi
Chak
Zorlax
Takahiro
Maurit
Danyn
Back to the top, everybody is up!
Both map links are at the top of the page

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Zorlax stood still, giving Maurit a chance to explain herself.
The healing could've hurt her I suppose, but she bit Takahiro, wounding him badly.
"We are not your enemies Maurit,"
Round 2
Zorlax = full defense

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Danyn rushes in, elderly-shuffling with lightning speed, ushering in a hard punch.
Punch: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25, Damage: 1d3 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4
Confirm: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25, Damage: 1d3 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5
Shame I wasn't using a real weapon.

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Meatbeat sees the first mighty human elder in his life, speaks up both happily and in Taldane (both for the first time)! His accent is as thick as they get. Akin to an overblown Russian, a-la Dolph Lundgren in Rocky IV.
"Ha! You and pappy would get along great! I will help old man with punch!"
Defensively, he provokes moving around the woman to headbutt in flanking with Danyn.
Defensive headbutt?: 1d20 + 5 - 4 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 5 - 4 + 2 = 171d4 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8
AC is 18 until next turn, and I used (one of her) AoO(s).

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Takahiro says a short prayer, and tends his wounds.
CLW 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
"Thank you all, and thank you Tengu spirit for being so attuned to the situation that you brought steel to bear so quickly, it may have saved me from further vicious wounds"

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Takahiro says a short prayer, and tends his wounds.
CLW 1d8+1
"Thank you all, and thank you Tengu spirit for being so attuned to the situation that you brought steel to bear so quickly, it may have saved me from further vicious wounds"
Takahiro, Maurit's initial attack missed with a 15. Your AC is 16, and even 16 Flat-footed...so you shouldn't need to heal.

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Ahh yes, please disregard! Not used to AC and FFAC being the same, all these high Dex characters I normally run with!
Takahiro stops his salving touch when he realises the bite hadn't penetrated his thick coating. "Still, Tengu spirit, I am blessed by your swift actions"

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I am glad the group is still unharmed. She looks down at the new ghoul, Still a shame we could have used a guide in the dank dungeon. Still it might be wiser to use our intuition next time rather than relying on our steel.

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Meatbeat takes some of the words he understands from the statement and forms them into a sentence in his head. "Hey, I am not drank! I did not steal, Bird did." He points a meaty link at the birdman.

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After gathering what they will from the dead woman, the party makes a skittering scramble up the talus slope to the entrance. Opening the door and looking through the doorway, the group sees a corridor that immediately goes either left or right. Directly ahead attached to the north wall at this corridor junction is the relief carving of a giant face. The relief is that of a Qadiran man with a billowing beard. His eyes are closed, and his lips are parted, as if he were blowing out a flame. His lips frame a deep hole in the wall. The paint once adorning the relief is chipped and faded, but traces of its brilliant blues and pristine whites are still visible here and there. On the man’s forehead is a single Kelish word, carved in a flowing script.

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Takahiro ensures the body is at least laid out with a modicum of dignity and the face covered before walking throught the entrance with his fellows.
"What could that word say I wonder?"

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"I will lead, for I am best in dark. Old Elder can stay behind me, for this is like mines in Thunderchute. I am best miner, so I should be in best place." he says as he tries to push ahead of Danyn, most likely to no avail.

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Heading left, the hallway quickly turns right and opens up into a large room that is dank, and a strange draft flows through it carrying with it a foul odor. Rubble is strewn here and there. A strange, slimy slick glistens down the western wall. Near the slick is a wooden door. The only sound in this room is a faint drip echoing from deeper in the dungeon. The room is largely empty. The rubble consists of stone and the battered and ancient remains of a wooden chair. You see a door in the southwest corner of the room, near the slimy slick.

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Maybe he's just telling us he does, we don't know any better :p
Takahiro hisses a comment from towards the rear of the party
"This smells like a chamberpot, nothing civilised could live in here!"

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As Meatbeat approaches the middle of the room, suddenly the slimy, slick on the west wall begins to move and peels from the wall, heading toward the party.
M: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (14) + 3 = 17
Z: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 1 = 12
C: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 10
K: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7
T: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18
D: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6
Initiative:
Takahiro
Meatbeat
Zorlax
Chak
Kassi
Danyn
Slimey
Heros up! Round One. Ding!

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Takahiro delays, giving his companions room to maneuver.
Meatbeat lowers his head and slams the slime, knocking off a piece that falls to the side and dries up before your eyes.
Zorlax moves forward and slashes at the slime with his greatsword. He hits and a greater chunk falls off and dies.
Chak comes forward and finishes the thing with his greatsword.
Out of Combat