[PFS_Aerondor] 02-15 Shades of Ice Part 1 (Written in Blood) Tier 1-2 PbP GameDay 3 (Inactive)

Game Master Aerondor

The healing on Azak did work i misread those rules. However nonlethal will send him back if he hits 0 and loses consciousness. So if he gets to close Ozak should be able to take the damage.

Grigori apologizes to the guard's face, but is secretly turned on by her spiciness.

To Darius, "Do pay attention, comrade Darius. Yes vwe are searching for the man, but his was the burnt down house, remember? Vwe cannot give him the chest until vwe find him, eh?" The priest looks on with compassion for the dwarf still bearing the 100 pound chest on his back.

To the smith, Grigori gives the man a friendly smile and a slight bow, "Ah, just the man I am looking for! Grigori Yefimovich is the name. And I must say, vwhat a fine collection of specimens you do have. I am a connoisseur of fine blades myself. Have a look at this beauty!" Grigori produces his finely crafted shasqua, a slightly curved saber in the northeastern Avistan style, bejeweled at the hilt. After showing him its features and allowing the man to examine its blade, "See, my blade could use a bit of sharpening. Might you perform this service for me? How much, my good man?"

Handing him any requested payment plus a small tip, he continues, "Good sir, perhaps you can help me find a couple of persons I am looking for: one Horjt Fastax and one Runa Vwhite?"

Improve the smith's attitude towards Grigori:
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (17) + 10 = 27

Request information from the smith:
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (8) + 10 = 18

First lets catch Riften up with the main body in terms of saves
Riften tries to stay warm Fort DC16: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24, and looks like a natural, coming from the mountains and all.

Rafarta takes the prisoner off your hands. From the look on her face, it would seem that she has met this man before and thinks of him as something that may be shoveled out of the back of the stable. From the look on his face, he has met her before and would much prefer to be shoveled out the back of a stable.

"He'll cause you no more trouble, rest assured on that account." she says to Jazmine.

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Time: 3pm-ish
The swordsmith seems quite taken with Jazmine, and spends some time showing off various sharp implements he has created over the years. While he does so, Giggles starts to show his reptilian nature by turning blue.
cold damage: 1d6 ⇒ 5
The smith however seems more interested in talking blades to her than about Runa and Hjort. He is still talking however.

While they chat, Ozak and Azak start to shiver more.
cold: 2d6 ⇒ (2, 4) = 6

Status
Zimti (endure elements)
Riften [DC17 fort still required vs cold]
Ozak (s)2 damage(non lethal cold), fatigued
..Azak (s) 10 damage (non lethal cold), fatigued.
Hanud (s)
Darius (s)
Jazmine (s) 1 damage (non lethal cold), fatigued.
..Giggles 5 damage (non lethal cold), fatigued.
Grigori 4 damage [DC17 fort still required against cold]

A reminder, you will need to actually converse with him to get the information, not just roll a skill check. The skill check is still required, but without some relevant interaction and talking with him about things that interest him, you won't get far with him. If you want you can abandon the swordsmith and move on to other hunting grounds... people that is.

Also remember I'm out of posting for the next few days. Leaving tomorrow morning my time.

Grigori patiently waits his turn before the previous post takes effect. Another fan of the ladies as well as blades, I see. Heh heh.

"In my home country," Grigori fondly recalls to his comrades while waiting for the smith to finish flirting with Jazmine, "vwe vwould break the vwinter ice of the lake and jump in for a nice refreshing dip!" He seems to be handling the chill well.

Seeing some of his comrades tiring and succumbing to the bitter cold, "Vwe should make for a warm place after this."

Lets definitely find a warm place to recoup after dealing with the smith... Azak is ready to poof out of existence, or whatever happens to eidolons when they freeze to the bone, lol.

Beat the cold:
Fort vs DC 17: 1d20 + 4 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 4 + 5 = 25

Zimti nods in agreement with the Varisian. "Good bladesman. Your wares and knowledge are most impressive. As much as we would enjoy examining your wares and hearing your heroic stories, I fear my companions, especially the dear elf here and her precious pet, would succomb to the local weather. Perhaps we can offer the hospitality of drinks and food away from the elements? As for Runa and Fjort, we've heard they are people of some influence here. I thought it would be wise to learn more about them. Have they or their hires done much business with you recently? What are they like, and what are they interested in?"

Thinking of bait and traps here.

"Also, d'ye know of a good place to get an ale and warm yer bones? Somewhere that serves proper ale, none of that sissy southern ale? Any inns freqented by travelers around here?"

Time: Still 9pm

Riften Fort save DC17: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26

Riften seems to relish the cold and be somewhat bemused by the weak low-landers who call this cold

After some time fate: 1d6 ⇒ 6, Zimti manages to get Ludin, for that is the smiths name onto the topic of interest - pubs, and then a bit later onto the other subject of interest.
"“Yeah, I know those two. They approached my friends and me and offered us a ridiculous sum to work for them. No way was I going to work for a washed-up Ulfen warrior and a foreign she-devil from the south. Hjort’s eyes told all the story I needed to know: he wasn’t doing whatever he was doing for profit—he was doing it for revenge. That business has only one path, and it leads straight to Pharasma’s ample bosom. And Runa? Well, she’s a foreigner, ain’t she?”

It took a long time to get the information from Ludlin, but luckily much of it was spent indoors, sampling the various inns and alehouses of the market quarter.

Before leaving, and thanking you for the ale, he adds "You might want to try and find Kadlin Helge. She may be looking for work, and Hjort may have tried to hire her."

You're all pretty cold and tired now. You could continue onwards, looking around for clues, but the outside temperature has dropped a lot with nightfall.

Status
Zimti (endure elements)
Riften (s)
Ozak (s)2 damage(non lethal cold), fatigued
..Azak (s) 10 damage (non lethal cold), fatigued.
Hanud (s)
Darius (s)
Jazmine (s) 1 damage (non lethal cold), fatigued.
..Giggles 5 damage (non lethal cold), fatigued.
Grigori (s) 4 damage

"Well since it is already nightfall, perhaps you poor frozen popsickles should rest up first?" Darius says with a grin. The cold hasn't touched him at all.
resist cold 5 will help here as well I reckon? :)

He asks around in the bar they are currently in for any clues in regards to finding Kaldin Helge.
diplomacy: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20
unless know local works in which case, same roll but +1

"Well mates, I think we should turn in for the night and start again in the morning. What do you think?"

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"Aye, I believe you'll all feel much better after an evening warmin' up in an inn."

Zimti looks around him and sees the fatigue in many of his comrades. "Rest well, friends! May you find much peaceful slumber in the slight shadows of the night." He picks up his mug for a toast, and looks into it in dismay as he realizes he has finished what is likely his last drink for the night.

"Sleep does sound inviting doesnt it. I think we will be turning in then." Ozak turns to purchase a room for the night and Azak will bow to the group as they leave.

Once they get to the room Ozak will cast a spell to heal up Azak.
Rejuvenate Eidolon Lesser: 1d10 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Time: 5am
The night passes without incident. Before dawn the pathfinder team arises, still cold but at least rested. Only Azak seems still substantially the worse for the cold.

Darius is the last up in the morning, looking slightly the worse for wear but with a very smug expression on his face.

I assume Zimti prepares another endure elements?

Let me know if there are any other preparations you want to do before heading out

fate: 1d6 ⇒ 3

Status
Zimti (endure elements)
Riften (s)
Ozak (s)
..Azak (s) 2 damage (non lethal cold), fatigued.
Hanud (s)
Darius (s)
Jazmine (s)
..Giggles
Grigori (s) 2 damage

Yes. Zimti has one slot devoted to keeping Endure Elements running on himself daily for this mission. Brr...

Zimti makes his way down, and looks at Darius with that smug expression quizzically. The shadowy man considers trying to pry some explanation out of Darius, but decides it may be better to let sleeping dragons lie.

Ozak will summon Azak before leaving the room

Jazmine and Giggles follow Zimti downstairs. Giggles is running about, her usual hyper self, obviously having regained her stamina after a good night's sleep. "Good morning every one! I hope we can find these people today and get rid of the chest. ." She says as she joins the others and orders breakfast

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Darius always has a smug look on his face ;).
He is also always quite late out of his room, with all the make-up and all.

Time: 8am
Treking around in the freezing cold of Trollheim before dawn shows a surprising amount of traffic on the streets. However it is well after dawn when the Pathfinder team eventually locate Kadlin Helge. She looks extreemly serious.

Oh, and back to fortitude saves again. DC15 as you are mostly all warmed back up. Remember, your choice of know(local) or diplomacy(Gather infomation) - and if you don't include at least some dialogue it won't count!

Status
Zimti (endure elements)
Riften (s)
Ozak (s)
..Azak (s) 2 damage (non lethal cold), fatigued.
Hanud (s)
Darius (s)
Jazmine (s)
..Giggles
Grigori (s) 2 damage

Jazzy Fort vs Cold: 1d20 + 5 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 5 + 3 = 27 Giggles Fort vs Cold: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16 Jazmine and Giggles approach the woman. [b]"hi there. I was hoping you could help us. We are trying to find word of a Hjort and Runa? Do you know them or where we could find them?[b]"
Diplomacy: 1d20 ⇒ 20

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Diplomacy: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11

"Good day to you, fair Kadlin. We had the good fortune of speaking with Ludin yesterday, and he mentioned you may be looking for work. Have you had any luck with employment?" Zimti smiles politely at the serious Kadlin, hoping to lighten the mood and ease the conversation.

Fort Ozak: 1d20 + 2 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 2 + 5 = 10
Fort Azak: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6
Off to a great start...

"Any information that you have would be most helpful. Some of us aren't yet used to this kind of cold and would like to finish this as fast as we can. Azak Says with a smile.

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (13) + 9 = 22

Hanud will go with diplomacy.

"Azak speaks as though he hasn't traveled far. We are far from the desert, but I belive this to be more appropriate dwarven weather. Perhaps you would like to us locate these folk?"

He smiles at Azak, oblivious to the unintentional, but horrible, slight against non-dwarven parentage... possibly even Azak's parentage. That is a horrible diplomacy roll.

Diplomacy: 1d20 ⇒ 4
Fortitude: 1d20 + 5 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 + 5 = 19

Time: 9am

"Employment is Serious business" agrees Kadlin.

“Can’t say as I remember the name of the place, but when they tried to hire my cousin, they told him to meet them at some hole in the market. You’d best do your poking around there and stop pestering the peaceful folk of Trollheim before they decide to yank your entrails out from your mouth and strangle you with them.”

She says this without a grin - it is hard to tell whether she is imagining doing this herself or offering a stern warning.

"A disreptable gnome, Thorngrin Brightbeard, down in the market probably knows more though. He would do anything for a drink. Knows all the places first hand. If anyone can tell you about the various dives down there, he can."

Fast forward here.
Grig cold damage: 1d6 ⇒ 5

Grig save: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7
Riften save: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20
Oz damage: 1d6 ⇒ 3
Az damage: 1d6 ⇒ 4
Darius save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18 *has resist cold 5*

Fate: 1d6 ⇒ 1

Riften continues to enjoy the cold air. Like he was born to it.

Fort DC 16 saves now for everyone.

The team eventually tracks down Thorngrin Brightbeard. The gnome has his nose in a bottle and looks more than a little down on his luck.

"Whatya wan?" he slurs. His eyes try to focus, but fail. "Hav I seeeen hue before?"

Status
Zimti (endure elements)
Riften
Ozak 3 damage(non letahl, cold), fatigued
..Azak 6 damage (non lethal cold), fatigued.
Hanud (s)
Darius (s)
Jazmine (s)
..Giggles
Grigori (s) 2 damage (lethal), 5 damage (non lethal cold), fatigued.

Jazmine Fort vs cold: 1d20 + 5 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 5 + 3 = 18 Diplomacy: 1d20 ⇒ 9
Jasmine walks up to the gnome. "Hello good sir. You do not know us, but we would like to buy you a drink if you could tell us where we could find two people. A man by the name of Hjort and a woman named Runa. Have you by chance heard of them or know where to find them?"

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forgot Giggles again.. oops!
Giggles Fort vs Cold: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14

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Seeing Azak shivering before they reach the drunken gnome, Grigori offers divine aid. Placing one hand over his heart and another on Azak's shoulder, "May the grace of the Lady keep you comfortable, comrade Azak."

When nobody is looking, he sneaks another mumbled prayer for himself as well...

...

"I am afraid I have not seen Hue, good sir," Grigori answers the drunk, intending to bring him cheer. "But you look like you could use a good pick me up. As the lovely lady says," he winks at Jazmine, "a drink, on us, for some information, eh?"

Cast endure elements on Azak and on self.

Conceal casting it on self:
Bluff: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (20) + 3 = 23

Convince the gnome to reveal info in exchange for liquor:
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (20) + 10 = 30

I fear I have now used up my nat 20's for the year, lol.

Zimti is most impressed with Grigori's Roll-Fu!

"What my southern friend here says. He's almost well enough to keep up with a dwarf when drinking ale!" He smiles at Grigori.

Fortitude: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (13) + 10 = 23
Aid Grigori Diplomacy: 1d20 ⇒ 15

Giggles again shows why dinosaurs are not common pets in the far north
[dice=1d6[/dice]

Between the drinks bought by Jazmine and the kind works of Grigors, the little gnome is soon puty in your hands.

“Hjort and Runa, you say? Yeah, I know ‘em. I drink a beer and punch a guy in the face every night down at the Horned Helm, and they’ve been there for weeks—months maybe. I tell ya, that Hjort can throw a punch, and don’t get Runa started about religion—she’s likely to talk about it long enough it starts a fight and the way she ends fights ain’t fair, ain’t right, and just ain’t normal. Runa is a dark-haired woman from Cheliax, and Hjort is a large brute with red hair, a red beard, and a scar across his left cheek.”

Hopefully that felt like a long cold day searching out two people in a frozen northern city!

Status
Zimti (endure elements)
Riften (fort DC16 required)
Ozak 3 damage(non letahl, cold), fatigued (endure elements)
..Azak 6 damage (non lethal cold), fatigued.
Hanud (fort DC16 required)
Darius
Jazmine
..Giggles
Grigori 2 damage (lethal), 5 damage (non lethal cold), fatigued. (endure elements)

I thought the above fortitude save (the 23) was that, if not, I'll roll again :)

Fortitude: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (8) + 10 = 18

Grigori chuckles at Hanud's compliment, "Ah comrade Hanud, but vwhen it comes to vodka, of course I can outdrink your hardy people any day."

At that, he passes around a bottle of the liquor with another chuckle. "To keep you vwarm inside, comrades."

When he smiles, one might more distinctly make out dark spots under his eyes, as if he hadn't slept enough during the night.

"The Horned Helm you say, comrade?" the priest repeats. "Then vwe have our next destination."

Ozak Fort: 1d20 + 2 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 2 + 5 = 27
Azak Fort: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

The cold pathfinders make their way to the Horned Helm.

The Horned Helm is a low-slung, two-story building of questionable construction leaning heavily over a shoddy corner of mud and brick in the dankest, filthiest parcel of land in all of the market. It has no windows, as they’ve all been broken and boarded over; its only door looks like a simple plank of wood covered in scratches, burns, and probably blood stains.

Noise, heat, and smoke pour out from under that door and rise to a staggering crescendo of laughter as the door swings lazily open and two bodies are unceremoniously dumped into the rutted, frozen mud streets outside. A battered sign hangs above the door, swinging on two chains, one shorter than the other. It bears the faded image of an Ulfen helm with two ridiculously large horns.

Entering, the group of pathfinders immediately finds the frozen temperatures from outside are replaced with a blazing heat of uncomfortable proportions.

"Stupid weak southerners" calls out the bartender. He is a large man missing his right arm.

"Stupid weak insults!" calls one of the patrons. His next door neighbour replies with "Look, they brought their own pretty boy with them. Whats the matter - Our women too much man for you?"

That one brings the roof down. The atmosphere is loud, and within a minute a small fist fight breaks out in a corner, and shortly another body is tossed out the door.

Actions, and perception checks. It could be a barroom brawl is just what the pathfinder team needs to warm up!

@Hanud sorry yes, I missed your post. No need for extra fort save.

Riften fort save: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11
dmage: 1d6 ⇒ 3

A loud sneeze emerges from Riften who had been up til this point quite enjoying the cold climate.

"Oi! No Pets! Git that Lizard Outa here before I throw you all out myself." calls one of the locals, presumably a bouncer.

Status
Zimti (endure elements)
Riften 3 damage (non lethal, cold) fatigued.
Ozak 3 damage(non letahl, cold), fatigued.
..Azak 6 damage (non lethal cold), fatigued. (endure elements)
Hanud
Darius
Jazmine
..Giggles cold: 1d6 ⇒ 2 non lethal, fatigued.
Grigori 2 damage (lethal), 5 damage (non lethal cold), fatigued. (endure elements)

Jazmine glares around the room and ignores the call about Giggles. Ha! I would like to see them try and kick her out.. they would lose an arm to Giggles and I each.. Jazmine studies the room, but keeps her hands near her weapons.
Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 19

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Jazmine withdraws momentarily into herself, attuned to the bond between herself and Giggles. When she comes back to reality, both her and Giggles seem to grow a bit larger.
Aspect of the Bull.. +2 to Strength for Giggles until I release or change the aspect, and +2 Strength to myself for 1 minute (10 rounds)

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Darius walked along the entire time whistling an odd tune.
fort: 1d20 + 4 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 4 + 5 = 18
Completely unaware of any cold in his snug fluffy coat.

Upon entry of the bar and the scuffle that is about to start, his usual grin spreads to his ears.
"Ow Jolly, this will be so much fun!"
perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (14) + 3 = 17

He starts to sing a northern tune about Ulfen warriors that bash southerners skulls in and steal their women.
Starting the song, everyone gets +2 str and con, +1 will and no spells if you want it. Pick each round :)

The Dwarves walk further into the bar, Ozak says above the noise, "Which one of you are Hjort and Runa?" He looks around watching what the patrons do.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14

Zimti looks at the bouncer with a crooked smile, before turning to the one armed man. "Now, is that the way you treat visitors? Especially visitors who might either shower this place with money and drinks..." The wee man pulls out a pouch which lands on the table with a resounding thud. "...Or fire?" Followed by a quick mix and a bomb in his hand.

The shadowy man looks at the bartender askance. "How about you let that poor out of place reptile stay in a corner to keep warm, and we'll do the same for everyone else with a round of drinks?"

Diplomacy? Trying for a bit of carrot and sticks here, not sure how it's coming across and if it's even possible in this atmosphere.

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (12) + 9 = 21

Sitting at the bar there is a man who matches the description of Hjort.

To the right of the door, and a bit away from the oppressive heat of the fire, there is a table that is unused.

For a one armed man, the bartender is quick, grabbing the purse and looking inside. "That'll buy you a round."

As for the Skalds song... well it goes down well. They even add a chorus of "..and they come running to our arms." to the end of the verse about woman stealing.

The feeling of potential violence is still thick in the air, like a storm waiting to break, but not quite there yet.

Status
Zimti (endure elements)
Riften 3 damage (non lethal, cold) fatigued.
Ozak 3 damage(non letahl, cold), fatigued.
..Azak 6 damage (non lethal cold), fatigued. (endure elements)
Hanud
Darius
Jazmine
..Giggles cold: 1d6 ⇒ 2 non lethal, fatigued.
Grigori 2 damage (lethal), 5 damage (non lethal cold), fatigued. (endure elements)

"Oh I do think I should move to this place. The cold is harmless and it seems like these are my kind of people." Darius says with a grin.

"Come. Let's deal with Hjort so that we can finish our task... Giggles needs to find warmer climes!" At the mention of warmer temps, Giggles gives a resounding yip. Jazmine leads the group through the crowd to Hjort.
"We hear that you have something against Pathfinders. Your men died quite easily, and the last survivor talked quite a bit before being turned over to the watch. Care to tell us Why your men were waiting for us, and where Rognvald Skagni can be found."

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"Come now Darius. We shall sit and drink. That'll make yer future ribald performance that much better, my friend!"

He sits near Jazmine, wary of the bar and its patrons, given the state of Skagni's home. Hanud throws another bit of gold onto the bar, ensuring a second round for the bar, taking note of anyone who doesn't drink, fellow pathfinders excluded, of course.

perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

Seriously dice roller?! >:(

Tasting the northern liquor, Grigori secretly agrees with Darius, thinking it best not to verbalize his thoughts aloud except for the last. Indeed, comrade Darius, they are your kind of people: uncivilized, brutish, lacking entirely in decorum, although... "The vweather is quite charming, I'll grant you."

Vwe should have drawn Hjort out somehow... The priest thinks it best to shadow Jazmine. And not to enjoy watching her from behind this time, but rather because the swift assistance of his sword will likely be needed, he believes... Hjort's letter was uncompromisingly hateful towards Pathfinders, and he probably has friends in this bar that he frequents...

He awaits Hjort's response, with hand slowly reaching for the hilt of his blade. He softly mutters under his breath a brief prayer of guidance from his Lady, and keeps a lookout around the room for signs of trouble...

Cast guidance on self.

Be alert for signs of trouble from Hjort and others in the bar:
Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (14) + 3 = 17

The temperature inside the Horned Helm is stiflingly hot—nearly 100° F. This is because of two enormous iron furnaces crammed full of coal, wood, and anything else flammable that radiate the scorching fires of Hell themselves. Most of the crowd are sweating excessively, which only adds to the room’s dank stench.

Maybe that is the reason punches are thrown so easily. Or maybe folk just come here for the fun of it.

"I'm not Hjort. Please don't hurt me. Hjort just hired me to.."

At this stage a couple of men stand up. "Hey leave Hjort alone!" says one, advancing on Jazamine. "Southerners for lunch everyone!" says the other.

Suddenly chairs start appearing from everywhere, and an all-out brawl starts in seconds.

Riften says "Enough. I need pure mountain air, not this swil" and vanishes through the door.
Exit Nohwear.

Darius and Hanud are up. Check out the map

Status, bold may post
Hanud
Darius
brawlers
Jazmine
..Giggles cold: 1d6 ⇒ 2 non lethal, fatigued.Zimti (endure elements)
Grigori 2 damage (lethal), 5 damage (non lethal cold), fatigued. (endure elements)
Ozak 3 damage(non letahl, cold), fatigued.
..Azak 6 damage (non lethal cold), fatigued. (endure elements)
Zimti (endure elements)

"Oh this will be so much fuuuunnn!"
Darius says with glee. He looks for the biggest and strongest brawler and puts a little spell on him [ooc]charm dc 14 will[/dice].

"You sir! Are you not the strongest one here? Are you not the bravest? Do you not wish to have song written about you so that all the babes comes after you? Aid my friends in this fight and I will write the greatest song you will have ever heard. The hearts of the women in this place will melt before your icy gaze!"

diplomacy: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18

Hanud moves towards Zimti with the intention of assisting the hunter. He also keeps an eye on their "fake Hjort" as he moves. He moves and places his shield on his arm, making no other offensive moves before stopping in front of the main door to ensure no additional 'aid' comes after the Pathfinders.

Are we going to back up and heal everyone first? Or go straight into battle as is?

I think you're walking up to Jazmine and Giggles. Zimti is at the table. With a drink. Hope I don't have to waste it over someone's head.

Retcon

As the pub appears to be dangerous, and the party is in a poor state from cold, before entering, Grigori channelled the power of his god to heal everyone. Apart from Darius.
channel: 1d6 ⇒ 2

Exit Retcon

Darius, quick of wit tries to convinces the man who looks like he wants to break a chair over the jesters head to instead break it over his mates.
will: 1d20 ⇒ 2

Darius's friend steps up onto a table and smashes his fist into another mans face. 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5, he misses badly, and his former drinking buddy tries to return the compliment.
For the sake of simplicity, these two will fight each other into unconsciousness, it makes the rest of the battle simpler. Figures removed from map

The two thugs on each side of Juniper don't play nice, and draw axes to try and slice her up.
attack1: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23
attack2: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24 Figures replaced with axemen
Both hit!
damage: 2d6 + 2 ⇒ (6, 1) + 2 = 9 - she is stunned by the blows.

Hjort ducks under his barstool and tries to avoid the fight.

Two of the brawlers attack Hanud.
attack: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 1 = 10
attack: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
But he easily avoids them.

Another attacks Ozak
attack: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3, but he slips in a pool of puke. Really, Worst Move, Ever.

Unable to join in the fun yet, a couple more patrons throw chairs at Hanud
chair: 1d20 - 4 ⇒ (20) - 4 = 16
chair: 1d20 - 4 ⇒ (1) - 4 = -3
Amazingly one hits
crit confirm: 1d20 - 4 ⇒ (1) - 4 = -3
damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
The other sails into another crowd of brawling patrons, who take umberage and pummel the man in turn.

Lastly another chair flies towards Zimti.
attack: 1d20 ⇒ 6 And misses.

There are a lot more brawlers in the room, but they are generally focused more on beating up each other than the pathfinders. A reasonable proportion of the patrons have scurried out the door as well.

Status, bold may post
Jazmine 9 damage, disabled.
..Giggles fatigued.
Grigori 3 damage (non lethal cold), fatigued. (endure elements)
Ozak fatigued.
..Azak 2 damage (non lethal cold), fatigued. (endure elements)
Zimti (endure elements)
Hanud 5 damage
Darius
brawlers

And a reminder, most of the people here have not drawn weapons, those that have (flanking Jazmine) have had their icons changed. The guy with the red hair looks like Hjort but is not attacking, rather he is hiding.

Clearly unhappy with the turn of events, the wee man steps away from the brutes, and lobs a bomb at one of the brawlers.

FA: 5' step to the SE. SA: bomb (sorry bar people) with PBS, on man 15' N-N-NE of Zimti, who appears not yet in melee.

Bomb!: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13 Damage: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9 splash 5
Miss?: 1d8 ⇒ 1