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We've left Uori doing prayers over the dead, where we fought the skeletons.

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Move 20'
Dagger is in hand
"Maybe they will get lucky and not come over here. For our sake, I hope they wish to fight." Naxian grins widely at the thought of his daggers sinking into their flesh."Just in case they come over here, let's stick together as a group."

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Round 1-2
Effects bless
Terrain shallow bog (river)
- Yellow -
- Green -
- Purple -
- Anaias -
- -----Round 2-----
- Naxian - 1 Strength damage, shaken?
- Liasna - 1 Strength damage
- Dominic - 3 Strength damage, shaken?
- Effie -
Naxian moves forward, weapon in hand, and Liasna blesses her allies. While Dominic is waiting to distract one of the creatures if they prove hostile, Effie jumps straight to killing them.
Inky darkness solidifies around the two humanoids, then shoots out at Dominic and Naxian.
Everybody is up.
@Dominic & Naxian: Will save vs. fear, mind-affecting.

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"These things don't want to play nicely with you Dominic, don't hesitate!"
Effie steps up, reloads, and unloads at the centipede-thing. Regained 1 grit from dropping an enemy
reload pistol with paper cartridge = move
shoot the bug = standard
deadeye deed = not an action (spend 1 grit)

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Liasna moved up, drawing out her crossbow and knocking a bolt. She grimaced in sympathy when she saw Anaias crossing the bog, shuddering at the feeling he was no doubt experiencing. Ugh. She'd have to get through it, too, wouldn't she? Eventually, anyways. Ugh.

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Dominic's eyes go wide at the touch of the blackness. His hand trembles, sending waves down the whip. Still, the Calistrian casts his spell at the greenish creature. Then the elf tries to cross the stream.
Will Save (bless): 1d20 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 2 + 1 = 5
Cast Daze at Green. Will save DC 13 or lose his actions.

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Will: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19
Dart (green): 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4 Damage: 1d3 - 1 ⇒ (3) - 1 = 2
Dart (purple): 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7 Damage: 1d3 - 1 ⇒ (3) - 1 = 2
Round 2-3
Effects bless
Terrain shallow bog (river)
- Yellow -
- Green -
- Purple -
- Anaias -
- -----Round 3-----
- Naxian - 1 Strength damage
- Liasna - 1 Strength damage
- Dominic - 3 Strength damage, shaken
- Effie -
Anaias crosses the stream, weapon at the ready, and while Naxian is able to resist the mite's spell, it takes all the effort he can manage for several seconds. Liasna mimics Anaias' move, but doesn't get as close to the enemy. Dominic retaliates with a spell of his own, but the mite's will is stronger than the magus' magic. Effie, on the other hand, drops yet another enemy!
Both mites throw darts at Anaias, then draw daggers and back up.
Everybody is up.

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Regained 1 grit by dropping an enemy.
"C'mon guys and gals!" Effie shouts encouragement to her fellows.
As before, step up, reload, unload.
reload pistol with paper cartridge = move
shoot green = standard
focused aim deed = swift, spend 1 grit (I'm guessing most of their ac comes from size and dex, not armour or natural armour)
"Sharpest shot in Varisia, they called me!"

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"I'll try to keep up," Liasna noted, grinning a bit at her peer's apparent glee. She aimed as she spoke, loosing her bolt as she ended her sentence.
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 3

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Seeing everyone having more success than he only adds to Dominic's fear. He keeps his distance and casts another spell at the greenish creature.
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Anaias moves up and swings his glaive at the nearest enemy.
Attack, Reach, Bless: 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 3 + 1 = 24
Damage: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6
Edit:
Confirm, Reach, Bless: 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 3 + 1 = 12
Extra Crit Damage: 2d10 + 8 ⇒ (8, 9) + 8 = 25

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I think this battle is over, between Anaias and Effie's hits this round?

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Anaias cuts clean through the mite's neck, sending its head flying several feet. Liasna hits the last enemy with a bolt, then Dominic dazes it with a burst of light, and Effie blasts a hole in its torso big enough to drive a 6-horse team through.
There's no loot or healing, so let's go right into the next encounter . . .
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Initiative (Dominic): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24
Initiative (Effie): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14
Initiative (Liasna): 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 1 = 20
Initiative (Naxian): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10
Initiative (GM): 1d20 ⇒ 20
Round 1
Effects none
Terrain stream (rough water), log bridge (1/2 speed, Acrobatics)
- Dominic - 3 Strength damage
- Liasna - 1 Strength damage
- Minotaur -
- Janira -
- Effie -
- Naxian - 1 Strength damage
- Anaias -
The light of the surface world above provides a welcome reprieve from the blue and green fungus of the caverns below, and the light illuminates a stream whose water is hastened by runoff from a recent storm further up the mountains. A ledge to the west rises up to the nearby forest canopy.
Janira and the minotaur suddenly appear again, obviously exhausted and still fighting each other.
Dominic and Liasna are up.

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Assuming it's been more than one minute, Liasna reminds her party one last time that the goddess is with them, granting her peers the effects of the Dawnflower's light. "Now let's go help Janira and tell her what we found."

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Greataxe 2: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5 Damage: 2d6 + 4 ⇒ (6, 4) + 4 = 14
Gore: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5 Damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8
Disarm: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 1 = 18
Round 1-2
Effects bless
Terrain stream (rough water), log bridge (1/2 speed, Acrobatics)
- Minotaur -
- Janira -
- Effie -
- Naxian -
- Anaias -
- -----Round 2-----
- Dominic -
- Liasna -
Dominic moves forward cautiously, calling up his magical defenses, while Liasna speaks a more offensive blessing. Janira easily dodges the minotaur's axe and horns, then takes a step back and cracks its hands with her whip, trying to make it drop the greataxe.
Everybody is up.

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"Janira! Draw the beast towards us! Don't try to fight it on your own. Dominic, don't forget the fire-wand!"
Effie runs for the bluff so as to find a shooting position.
Am back a full grit after dropping a mite. Pistol was reloaded after last battle.

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Dominic charges across the field towards the stream. He steps up onto the log, balancing to try and cross slowly.
Acrobatics: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11
Double move; half speed on the log.

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Liasna moves forward as far as she can and aims - she thinks the creature is just barely within her range, so she looses a bolt from her crossbow.
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 5
*weeps*

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Naxian has been gone for a week now, and wasn't a regular poster even before that, so we'll just move ahead without him.
@Effie: Once you've realized that you're in a 'combat zone', I assume everybody has their primary weapon in hand and shield equipped.
Greataxe 2: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9 Damage: 2d6 + 3 ⇒ (5, 1) + 3 = 9
Gore: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4 Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
Touch: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9
Reflex: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13
Round 2-3
Effects bless
Terrain stream (rough water), log bridge (1/2 speed, Acrobatics)
- Minotaur - entangled, fatigued, immobile
- Janira - 11 damage
- Effie -
- Anaias - expeditious retreat
- -----Round 3-----
- Dominic -
- Liasna -
Effie moves to the higher ground for a better vantage, while Anaias buffs up and then runs toward the combat--and Dominic charges full speed into danger. Liasna makes the first attack, or at least tries to. Her crossbow bolt doesn't even cross the stream.
Janira steps back, draws a bag of goo, and splashes it all over the minotaur's feet, gluing him to the ground!
Everybody is up.

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"Nice shot Janira! Now get away!"
Effie runs up the embankment, drawing a bead on the minotaur.

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Dominic leaps off the log and rushes towards the minotaur, cracking the scorpion whip over his head. As he comes close to the beast, he points the fiery wand at the creature and flame spews out.
Move and use Wand of Burning Hands
Burning Hands: 3d4 ⇒ (2, 3, 2) = 7
Dominic's AC is currently 20 from the Shield spell

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Liasna continued forward and loaded another bolt, muttering darkly as she sighted and loosed again.
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 8
On my phone atm. Could someone move me? Liasna wants to get closer to the minotaur, but doesn't want to cross the river yet. Thanks in advance!

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Anaias keeps moving quickly, leaps across the river, and attacks the minotaur with his glaive.
Acrobatics, 60ft move: 1d20 + 7 + 12 ⇒ (9) + 7 + 12 = 28
Attack, Reach, Bless, Judgement: 1d20 + 3 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 3 + 1 + 1 = 11
Damage: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13
Edit: I'll use my Character Folio reroll.
Attack, Reach, Bless, Judgement: 1d20 + 3 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 3 + 1 + 1 = 18
Damage: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14

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Greataxe 1: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20 Damage: 2d6 + 3 ⇒ (5, 1) + 3 = 9
Greataxe 2: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (16) - 1 = 15 Damage: 2d6 + 3 ⇒ (2, 6) + 3 = 11
Gore: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7 Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
Round 3-4
Effects bless
Terrain stream (rough water), log bridge (1/2 speed, Acrobatics)
- Minotaur - 21 damage, entangled, fatigued, immobile
- Janira - 11 damage
- Effie -
- Anaias - 9 damage, expeditious retreat
- -----Round 4-----
- Dominic -
- Liasna -
Anaias and Dominic both get close enough to hurt the minotaur, while Effie and Liasna settle for just moving closer. The beast opens a wicked, long gash in Anaias' shoulder, but misses with his horns.
Janira follows Effie's advice, shouting back, "I'm out of spells. Who has my items? I need something to help with!"
Everybody is up.

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Anaias changes his judgement (swift action, healing), swings again, and then steps (5') out of reach.
Attack, Reach, Bless: 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 3 + 1 = 24
Damage: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11
Edit: Crit confirmation
Crit Confirmation, Reach, Bless: 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 3 + 1 = 9
Damage: 2d10 + 8 ⇒ (3, 9) + 8 = 20

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"I think we all have one or two grenade weapons Janira?" Where's Mr Stabbity gone? Has he stolen Janira's stuff?!
Effie prays that she can hit the monstrous minotaur with a long-range shot.
shoot minotaur = standard
focused aim = swift
reload with paper cartridge = move

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I think Naxian had the bag - should we say Liasna filched it from him so she can take her move/standard by passing Janira what remains?

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Dominic steps away from the minotaur and activates the wand a second time. Fire shoots out, enveloping the creature.

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@Liasna: Sounds good.
Effie's hands start to shake from adrenaline, and she almost hits Dominic instead. Anaias finds the soft spot beneath the minotaur's sternum though, and causes some serious damage. And then Dominic burns the beast again, although this time it dodges the fire better. Liasna rushes forward and holds out the open backpack for Janira, but it turns out to be unnecessary. With a single axe swing, the monster cuts loose from Janira's goo and the limps away slowly.

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Liasna scowls, but shakes her head. "Is it over then?" There's no sense in chasing down something that's already given up the fight, after all... And if it was guarding something, then it wouldn't likely chase them.
Assuming combat is over...
A pause - "Come here - let me close your wounds." Liasna says, noting the rather vicious injuries her teammates have suffered. When they come to her, she calls upon the power she was gifted with to heal them. She doesn't quite manage all of it, but exhausts her inner well of power for the day.
Channel Positive Energy x4: 4d6 ⇒ (1, 3, 2, 3) = 9

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"It's... fleeing? It's fleeing! Thank the gods!" Let it go, Effie. Hopefully it's not too dumb to learn a lesson today. And it would be wrong to shoot it in the back.
"Is everyone OK? I'll be right over! I'm not hurt Liasna, you carry on there."
Effie returns to the group.
"It's an old temple Janira! With ancient murals dedicated to the human's dead god. The gillmen worship there. Look, I made some drawings! And someone was killing the gillmen and trying to make them all undead, but he died and we destroyed his undead. And we met one of the gillmen, he was called Mr Uori, and he gave us a wand as a present! And...oh, I'm just exhausted!"
After gushing out her report Effie near-collapses onto the turf, thankful that everyone is alive and that her Confirmation seems to have been a success. She sits on the ground, and smiles up at her new friends and comrades...

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Dominic watches the minotaur flee. He glances at the wand. "Well, that was useful." His body still felt the poison from the spiders and he wasn't confident in how hard he could crack his whip.
"Good to see you're still alive, Janria. Effie's right, there was a gillman down there that we spoke to. He might be able to share more with us." He hands the wand back to Janria.