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"Aye" Griff spit's out with another chuckle, "Don't really have much flesh to take pleasure in m'self" the aging chieftain jokes, continuing to display as charming and disarming a demeanor as a hulking 440lb amalgamation of orc and machine can muster.

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Elros ran up the steps until he could see the bloody tableaux spread out before him. Then he turned a dispassionate eye on the women enjoying themselves.
"Why are you bothering to talk to them?" He asked coldly. "Execute them!"
He will fire (full attack) at this point.

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Please, don't do that. If you don't enjoy interacting with NPCs, you can rest easy knowing that there will be plenty of opportunities to kill stuff. Murdering everything in sight like it has a red name will wreck any chance of experiencing any storyline we are building up for.
So pretty please, with sugar on top, put the weapon away. Don't be That Paladin Player.
GM?
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Gabrielle thanks for the reminders about your passives, it helps:)
All your knowledge rolls:
Have fun rping those "knows" haha

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The succubi respond graciously to Sandin and Gabi's comments. Well met, lushious mortals! I am Nadezdha, and these are my sisters, Katyana and Zvetlana.
Nadezdha rises and begins to walk toward you, holding out her silver goblet of delights. Thirsty?
sense motives VS Griff's 30: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (11) + 16 = 27
sense motives VS Griff's 30: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (14) + 16 = 30
sense motives VS Griff's 30: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (10) + 18 = 28
That's when Elros draws his weapons...

Valena Rentir |

Know(Planes): 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (6) + 15 = 21
Valena was a not much taken aback by the grisly scene laid out before them. She had seen much worse and had been expecting terrible news, as the harrow had predicted.
The three succubi intrigued her, and she could not deny the attraction she felt toward the otherworldly fiends. She was still wary of them, the harrow had predicted woe for them, not the corpses. Still, if years of reading the cards had taught her anything, it was that knowledge was power. She intended to get all she could from these three before whatever was to happen between them occurred.
When the elf raised his guns in a righteous fury, Valena quickly stepped in front and gingerly lowered his gun with the flat of her hand. "Hold a moment," she said with a wry smile. "That's not very chivalrous of you, ser. These ladies would like to share their hard earned libations with us. Will you not offer a polite response?"
She whirled to face the three demons, her smirk still upon her face. "Your generosity is humbling, but our party has only just left from a nearby tavern. I doubt we'll be taking you up on the offer, but please, do tell how you came by such rare sustenance. I am somewhat of a collector of stories."
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (20) + 17 = 37
Natural 20!

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Lady Gabrielle snaps her fan closed with a jarring snap. "Hold," she sharply interrupts the elf. "They are guests to this world. We should make sure to greet all of them, and learn more of how it was that they travelled here."
She turns to the women and gives a courteous smile. "You must forgive me, for my body has always found such heavy drink overly taxing. Perhaps another time. I assume these gentlemen endured it well?" she asks, opening her fan to gesture towards the Aspis bodies.

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At Valena's blocking of his line of sight, and Gabrielle's imperative 'Hold', Elros pulls his longbow aside sharply, producing a whine of disappointment from the bow.
"Talkative vermin are still vermin..." He said quietly.
"And you are stretching the term 'lady' well beyond it's capacity." Nevertheless, he held his fire. Clearly his companions had some angle they were working, and he was honor bound to back them up as far as possible.
He fixed the most forcefully disapproving expression he could manage on his face and paid careful attention to Valena and Gabrielle; sometimes the more diplomatic types in a party would hint by word or gesture that he should withdraw, gaining a certain freedom to verbally maneuver. He would see how things played out.

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do tell how you came by such rare sustenance. I am somewhat of a collector of stories.
I assume these gentlemen endured it well?
Indeed, it was a true party. Nadezdha begins to explain. But her Sister Katyana interupts with a sick little ryhm...

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Sense Motive: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
Nobb Griff stands there trying hard to get a read on these temptresses. Perhaps the blonde one had been admiring his metal legs!
Ha! See, I knew someone'd come around to my shiny legs! An excellent idea, this is why you Chief.

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"I would love to know more about your homeland, for I have never encountered such exotic ladies as yourselves," the Lady says in a curious tone, gently fluttering her fan as she speaks.
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Nadezdha eyes Elros warily. Then steps up to Gabrielle and, reaching out, gently slides the points of her scarlet fingernails upon Gabi's cheak. Nadezdha closes her eyes, bites her bottom lip and says You, my darling, would certainly be worthy of my home. Tell me, have you ever heard of the great halls of Domanix Annuli?
Nadezdha casts suggestion on Gabi, DC25 will. The suggestion that enters your mind is this: you are overcome with the desire to visit this place, Domanix Annuli, with Nadezdha the Succubus as your personal guide...

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Will: 1d20 + 20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 20 + 3 = 41
...that as far as Nadezdha can tell, the suggestion worked. What fun we can have with this!
"It is a myth from what I understand. I would certainly enjoy an opportunity to learn more of it, if it is fact a reality," she says before gesturing towards Nixie. "I believe my friend Charlotte would also jump at the chance, am I correct Charlotte?

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Listening to this useless barter Knut silently growls.
"Barter with slime. You are stupid. Guests to this world. PAA. Those are the sisters of vigilance, Elros, do not listen to children who play mortal games when it cames to denizens of the abyss. Use your bow and your common sense."
And with a quick incanation he casts haste on the non succubi

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No, sister, it's all right! See, this one is already falling for our charms. And she lean in to embrace Gabi.

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Initiative: 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (16) + 20 = 36
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Sandin Graysmire |

Init w/o discharging heightened awareness: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (8) + 13 = 21
Well at least I will see how our companions handle can them selves. Sandin says to the genie next to him.

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"I like you, Nadezdha. We were getting along so well. You seem entirely unwilling to give me all that I want, however," the Lady explains, adjusting her glasses to let her take a measuring gaze at the demon.

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Initiative: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16 At first chance I'll enter a Rage as a Free Action. Can I also assume this triggersmy Readied Move Action? :)
"Bad Idea." Griff grinds the words through his teeth, he looks as if trying to decide which toy to play with first. Chuckling darkly, fifteen feet of electrified monofilament wire coil at his side, slithering snake like and crackling with power.
+6 Natural Afrmor, +4 Str, +12 Dex.
F:27 R:30 W:21 (+4 vs Enchantments)
DR 7/-
Adding Dex Mod to all Firearm Attacks.
Gain twf with Monowhip+Zero Pistol

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You give up to easily, sweet lady Nadezdha whispers in Gabi's ear. Surely there is something you want which only I can give! What if I told you I know something that you have been longing to find out for years. About your father? Your lands? Your creditors? Fight with me and I will tell you everything!

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"Curious, how you claim to have uncovered just what I want, and how you claim to know such things about me," the Lady answers. "You have me entirely intrigued. I will give you the fight you wish. After which, we will hold a lengthy discussion over just what it is that you know," she continues, the last bit also directed at the party.
Lady Gabrielle gives Nadezdha a moment to prepare herself. She subtly shifts her weight, briefly flutters her fan, then folds and palms it and makes a quick strike to begin their game.
Enter Crane Style. Move action to use Improved Feint: Bluff 52 vs 10+BAB+Wis or 10+Sense Motive, then
Unarmed Strike defensively: 1d20 + 25 + 1 - 1 ⇒ (5) + 25 + 1 - 1 = 30, +2 if feint was successful, for
unarmed damage: 1d6 - 2 ⇒ (4) - 2 = 2 nonlethal damage, plus sneak attack: 6d6 ⇒ (3, 1, 3, 3, 6, 4) = 20 nonlethal.
She'll end up standing on the stone chair, out of the party's way.
If the feint was successful, she's denied Dex until the start of Lady Gabrielle's next turn (Greater Feint). AC/CMD goes up to 43, +6 if she landed a sneak attack (Offensive Defense), and +5 vs. Nadezdha's melee attacks (Osyluth's Guile). She will also have +4 against the first attack on her (Crane Wing). I'll roll AOs as they come up.

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Dodging Gabi's sneak attack Nadezdha hisses angrily. This is no way to treat someone who loves you! I shall feast upon your misery. She licks her lips with a serpent's tongue.

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Posting the Greater Feint text from my phone...
Benefit: Whenever you use feint to cause an opponent to lose his Dexterity bonus, he loses that bonus until the beginning of your next turn, in addition to losing his Dexterity bonus against your next attack.
Normal: A creature you feint loses its Dexterity bonus against your next attack.
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"You did request a fight," she replies. "Would you rather engage in something else?" she then asks, in her same confident voice.
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Sandin Graysmire |

Sandin moves out of sight of the succubi. He then casts magic jar. He appears to fall over dead at the completion of his spell. Anyone with a decent spell craft who can see him would recognize that he is not actually dead but rather has transferred his soul into a gem.

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ZVETLANA'S TURN
A bow of electric fury appears in Zvetlana's hand as she beats her wings and hovers a few feet of the ground. She looses her arrows a Nob
full round attack
1d20 + 21 ⇒ (18) + 21 = 39 for 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8 plus lightening: 1d6 ⇒ 1 -DR4 hit!
1d20 + 16 ⇒ (3) + 16 = 19 for 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4 plus lightening: 1d6 ⇒ 1 -DR4 miss
1d20 + 11 ⇒ (16) + 11 = 27 for 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9 plus lightening: 1d6 ⇒ 4 -DR4 miss
Zvetlana's eyes grow big as she sees she did very little damage.
Sisters, we may be in trouble!

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Nadezdha reaches out and casts energy drain on Gabi. DC22 or gain negative 4 levels...
Hush, sister, they will soon fall into our trap!

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Katyana casts lunar entangle centered on Nobb. MAP UPDATED. As per the spell entangle, but DC is 24. Difficult terain within the black circle...unless you are a succubus and can fly. The area is considered to have thorns.
The plants in the cracks of the stone at your feet grow suddenly. But their color changes to a deep purple with wicked thorns. Where seeds and flowers normally sprout are tiny snapping venus-fly-trap like heads with googly eyes!
Come my pets, feast upon the calf flesh of my lovers!
The mouths snap and snip at your ankles.

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Round 1
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Monsters;
Zvetlana: hit nobb for 5
Nadezdha: cast energy drain on gabi. -Dex bonus to AC vs Gabi’s next attack
Katyana: casts lunar entangle. DC24 to get free. difficult terrain. thorns.
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Fort v energy drain: 1d20 + 25 ⇒ (3) + 25 = 28
Reflex v lunar entangle: 1d20 + 32 ⇒ (3) + 32 = 35
Lady Gabrielle grabs a fold of her dress and whisks it out of the jaws of one of the mouths. She hops backwards, gently plants her foot on the back of the stone chair, and leaps over Nadezdha to land on the ring surrounding the portal. Acrobatics 48 with halved jumping DCs should get her up there, as well as be enough to balance. She also gets 48 to avoid AOs as she goes.
Once she lands, she spins on her toes and snaps her fan at Kataynak...
Fan, defensively: 1d20 + 30 + 1 - 1 ⇒ (5) + 30 + 1 - 1 = 35 for damage: 1d4 + 13 ⇒ (2) + 13 = 15 (silver/slashing/magic)
She'll balance on the ring for now. AC 43, 48 v Kataynak's melee attacks, and she'll add +4 to the first melee attack against her.

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Reflex Save: 1d20 + 30 ⇒ (4) + 30 = 34
Moving through the growing vines Griff stalks toward Zvetlana, stopping about ten feet away. He slings the electrified coil of razor wire at the ill-tempered succubus.
Power Attack, Agile Monowhip, Hasted, vs touch: 1d20 + 31 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (12) + 31 + 1 - 4 = 40Ignores DR as if Adamantine.
damage: 2d6 + 14 + 12 ⇒ (6, 6) + 14 + 12 = 38
Could someone do an orc a favor and move me forward to 10 ft of the succubi to my right. Many thanks! Having googledoc issues today.