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exacly. So we know where the body is.
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Radayah knows that today is a market day, which means that the Coins are packed with shoppers and merchants. On the other hand, even though there will be less traffic in the Docks, going through that neighborhood is not without its risks, as it is one of the city’s rougher districts.
After a couple of minutes walking, J. suddenly stops.
Uhm... guys? May I ask you something?

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"Yes?"
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Ok, we are her heroes. That is a situation, I am not familiar. In my own circle, i am called sometime the grave robber. I can't disappoint her. Or she's a little devil and tries to rob our soul. If she read my chronicles, she's should know about that.
"with pleasure."
Jobin casts detect magic on his chronicle. And he signs if he detects nothing.
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When we finish with this escapade [/b[ replies the warpriest. [b] You will then be in an adventure and journal yourself then. he says with a smile.

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Surprised and a little taken-a-back, Radayah agrees and signs her chronicle. She then informs everyone what she knows. "Which path should we take?"

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Hyglak acts as if he always gets asked for his autograph and quickly agrees. "Sure little lass. I'll sign that chronicle." He takes the quill and quickly signs.
"I say we go thru the Coins maybe we can find that drug Jobin was talkin about. I have come to trust Jobin's sense of foresight when it comes to dealing with the undead. Plus I can fill up my flask. My devotion to The Drunken Hero is never quenched."

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"maybe we could let's J choose. It her quest after all."
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I say we go through the docks. It's market day, It'll probably be really busy there.
Walking through the docks, you smell the sea, hear seagulls screech and see sailors getting ready for departure this morning. After a while, a group of drunk sailors, most likely Chelish marines, walk past you. Then one of them notices J.'s eagle knight outfit:
Oi! Boys! Look what we 'ave 'ere! A chicken knight! Haha! Go lick a halfling's feet, ya traitorous peasant!
The men laugh, and the insulting one gets in her face, his toothless smile and bald head obviously giving J. the creeps. Then, he pushes her and she falls to the ground in a puddle of mud.
init, Jobin: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (10) + 0 = 10
init, Lilia: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13
init, Hyglak: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15
init, Radayah: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15
init, E’li: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21
init, J.: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5
E'li
Radayah
Hyglak
Lilia
Jobin
J.
Map updated.

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There is no need for trouble here Sirs. She is wearing a costume in preperation for a party that we are attending soon. Diplomacy check 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

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"So J. This is your first encounter of this adventure." whispers Jobin to J. regaining his composure. "It was your choice, your consequence and it still is.
Will you smite those fools having for the first time human blood on your hands?
Will you excuse them and retreat? After all, a battle would be unwise and can be evited.
Will you call the guards? We are obviously not in the jungle, so there laws to protect us for that. my choice
You could just order us to attack them, we have experience with that.
Or just a good beating and they will woke up with a headache.
You can also stand up. Proud of what you believe in like all those who stand up against the bullies of democracy and liberty and just tell those drunks to get out of the way.
Like I said, your quest, your choice, your consequence, we will support it and cooperate. Like pathfinders. "
Jobin delays after J
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"Might want to move back lass these men are looking for a fight." Hyglak says trying to guide J back behind Jobin. "The Drunken Hero was not a stranger to a good old brawl and neither am I. My 6 brother made sure of that." Hyglak starts a rousing speech of one of the Accidental God's more famous fights.
Sermonic Performance to Inspire Courage: allies within 30ft receive a +1 morale bonus on saving throws against charm and fear effects and a +1 competence bonus on attack and weapon damage rolls.

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Lilia waits to see J's reaction to Jobin's words before taking any action.
I'll delay so I'll be up directly after J.

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Panic rises is J.'s eyes, and she calls out:
Grishan help me!
Suddenly a silver piece floats upwards from J.'s coin pouch, into the face of the marine in front of her, who is writhing in pain from the coin that has nested itself deeply in his forehead. The rest of the marines stand there with a look of horror in their eyes.
Attack, J.: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 1 = 15
Damage, J.: 1d6 ⇒ 1
E'li (Readying)
Radayah
Hyglak
J.
Lilia
Jobin
Marines

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Intimidate: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7
"Boo!" Lilia yells, in an attempt to scare the men off now J's made them cower.
She then takes a 5-foot step north.
GM, I can't move my token on the map.

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What the spiral is that... is she's calling a dead person? I hope not. I was starting to like her
Jobin will drag J. (if she's accept) out of the danger. If she's does not want it. The priest says:
Guards! Guards!
to call guard: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (5) + 10 = 15
I don't know if it is a standard or something else action.
If you're using your weapon, you will not kill them.
Because if someone dies, You will be obliged to assist at a boring and long departure ceremony.

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An ugly woman in her late 50's with a baby in her arms opens a window above you and shouts.
Can you lot keep it quiet?? It's six in the mornin' for Aroden's sake!
She slams the window close after her short outburst and you hear a baby crying in the distance.
Jobin manages to get a hold of J.
Suddenly, the marine in front grabs a hold of J., giving her a sharp pull.
...And where do you think you're going?
The marine gives her a push, after which she falls down.
J. is now prone
E'li
Radayah
Hyglak
J.
Lilia
Jobin
Marines

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Appearing over the marine at the back, the eagle strikes out.
Talon 1: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 131d4 ⇒ 1 Talon 2: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 211d4 ⇒ 3 Bite: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6
Radayah then casts charm person on the marine next to the one the eagle is attacking Will Save DC 16 and says sweetly "Can you please help us? If you go and get the guards, not many people will get hurt."

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Hyglak puffs out his chest and bellows at the man that pushed down J. "YOU WILL FLEE." He then draws his long spear and points it at the man.
Convert my Cure Light Wounds to Command DC 14
My Sermonic Performance to Inspire Courage last this round and one more due to Lingering Song Feat.

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The warpriest will take a shot at the marine who pushed the girl with his sling.
1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18
1d6 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

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Radayah's eagle picks out an eye of the marine in the back, hurting him badly.
Will save vs charm person: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9
Y-y-yes milady! I eh- Sorry boys, but she's right! This has to stop! We're drunk and this is unheard of... Guards! Guards!
...And he runs off.
Will save vs command: 1d20 ⇒ 9
The front-most man glares at E'li angrily after receiving a painful blow from his sling, then flees.
Suddenly, you catch fleeting glimpses of the blue-tinged, ephemeral outline of a boy with hollow eyes. He appears over J., attempting to stand between her and the marines. It shouts a wordless scream, runs towards the now terrified marines and disappears. J. holds her hands in front of her mouth, whispering.
Grishan... no!
E'li
Radayah
Hyglak
J.
Lilia
Jobin
Marines

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Lilia moves in between J and the marines while drawing both of her short swords. She readies an attack versus the first enemy to attack her.
"We don't want to fight! Leave, like your mates just did!"
Readied attack:
Cold Iron Short Sword: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24 Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 4

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A ghost?,thinks Jobin.Oh my Pharasma. She knows him. I don't like the turn of this.
jobin will ready a channel to hurt if the ghost reappear.
chan dc 14: 1d6 ⇒ 3
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no then. Guidance to J.
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The remaining marines are startled, but the alcohol makes them reckless.
The front most one stabs Lilia with a short sword, piercing her abdomen. He then takes a step back, turning his attention to the eagle.
Andoren filth! Die!
Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (14) + 3 = 17
Damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7
His buddy, seeing an opening, steps in to finish off Lilia.
Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22
Attack, Confirmation roll: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14
Damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7
The third one takes a swing at the eagle, without success. He then steps backward, back to back with his comrade.
Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6
E'li
Radayah + Eagle
Hyglak
J.
Lilia
Jobin
Marines

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Radayah sends off an orb of acid but is too preoccupied with trying to miss her friends to hit the guy in front. Acid Splash: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8 The eagle lashes out again. Talon 1: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5 Talon 2: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 151d4 ⇒ 4 Bite: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 221d4 ⇒ 4

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The warpriest will shoot at the marine with the short sword
1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19
damage 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

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Lilia hits the marine with a clean thrust, sneakily stabbing him in the kidneys. Only six seconds later does he realize he's been hurt, blood gushing from the corner of his mouth.
Ugh... mama...
Then, after a rough shot by the young warpriest and vicious attacks from the eagle goes down. The others stare in horror, and the one with the pirate hat goes into a frenzy!
E'li
Radayah + Eagle
Hyglak
J.
Jobin
Lilia
Marines (3)

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Hyglak turns to E'li. "I don't think they have had enough. Sling another stone at them would you." The Ulfen says as he gives the man a pat on the shoulder.
Touch of Good on E'li: +1 sacred bonus on attack rolls, skill checks, ability checks, and saving throws for 1 round.
The group still has Inspired Courage from Sermonic Performance: +1 to attack and damage rolls and fear saves.

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1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 5 + 2 = 19
1d6 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 2 + 1 = 6
With a sigh the warpriest (on his turn) will let loose a spiked bullet.

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Jobin has a face of horror with that. "they were just drunk...."
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Lilia nods while keeping her eyes on the drunk men. "I didn't want to fight them, but it's a habit on mine to defend myself when my abdomen gets pierced..."

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Jobin just points to the terrified J.
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E'li hits the front-most marine hard on the head, but he manages to keep standing, blood running over his face.
Suddenly, the boy with hollow eyes appears again. He flies into the marine struck by E'li with a flying charge, bashing him hard in the stomach. J. looks on in horror, and silently shakes her head. The marine goes down, his eyes rolled back in his head. The other marines look on with a mix of horror and anger.
E'li
Radayah + Eagle
Hyglak
J.
Jobin
Lilia
Marines (2)

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Go on, get out of here or we shall serve you as we served your companions, states the warpriest.