[PFS] Deepmarket Deception Table "A" (Inactive)

Game Master Awenydd83

Rolando chuckles, shrugs, and joins the fray, drawing his seldom-used sword and trying to trip the challenger with a flamboyant flourish of his weapon.

1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26

Very well done!

Stripped of her weapon and knocked to the ground, the rogue grins with chagrin. "Well, you certainly know you stuff.. Come with me."
She leads the group off to the side, sheathing her returned sword and busting off her breeches. "Well, its not often we get visitors down here.. and asking after Tseka is dangerous enough without outsiders chiming in." she says with a direct look at Jal and Rolando. "You two stick out like sore thumbs down here.. might want to do something about that, before she catches wind of your questions. Tseka is the one in charge of Aspis business down here. Not that I've ever seen her. Few people have. They say she keeps to the shadows, and anyone who crosses her winds up dead before they can even blink." She pauses and gives a shudder.. "She does a lot of trade in poisons and magical components. It's a lucrative market, but like I said before, don't go getting any ideas about skimming a bit of her profits. She's not the merciful type. I would seek out a guide down here.. but stay away from Odemi. She is a wayang known for getting her "patrons" lost in the mazes down here then making them pay again to get out." With this words, she turns back to the street and continues along on her way.

"Thank you for your assistance," Guang says with a sincere bow, and presses a gold coin into her hand if she'll take it before she leaves.

That done, he stands a moment, scratching at his jaw and mulling over the information given. "Well, my friends, it seems we still are needing a guide! But we have some small idea of where to be beginning-- with dealers of poisons, and with dealers in magical components. The latter seems more savory, no?"

He looks over Jal and Rolando both, considering the words of the street urchin. "I do not mean to be criticizing, but Brother Jal, you are simply too tall. We must shrink you a little at the ankles, I think. Brother Rolando, it is your, how shall I say the words? --so very-- Taldan-- mustachio and beard, yes? I suppose you would not be consenting to shaving them? Ah well."

Guang considers. "We will buy you hats!" he announces after a second, grinning widely. "Very broad ones. So as to hide your faces, while we go for the seeking of people who are dealing in the components, yes?"

(pre-emptive aiding Rolando on Diplomacy to follow up on that lead): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20

Assuming everyone consents to the above plan.. if not, tell me!

As the party moves on, they discuss different costumes and disguises for Rolando and Jal. They quickly come upon a stall selling varied and exotic alchemical and magical reagents and ingredients. The vendor is tall and thin, with short black hair and beady brown eyes. His speech is rushed, words tripping over themselves as they rush out of his mouth. "Hello!! My name is Olek, and I have many things here to interest such individuals as yourselves.. You just have to see what I have to sell! I have these great coatings for your sword, sir! You should see what they do to the creatures that would have your hide!" he exclaims, pushing several vials of Silver Blanche into your hands. Basically, you can name your alchemical object here.

This encounter is DC 20 Bluff or Diplomacy from anyone.. Guang, if you want to throw in a bit of RP to go with that roll, we can see where that takes us.

Guang offers a small bow to the vendor.

"Ah, Master Olek, I am most honored to see your exquisite and masterful wares..." he makes polite noises and looks among the goods on display, purchasing a tanglefoot bag with only a little, routine haggling over the price, and then he murmurs discreetly, "Friend Olek, I am in possession of a number of interesting symbols of jade that are sworn to gods both fell and powerful. I have been told that perhaps there is a great lady in this city who may be an interested buyer of such things, a woman who prefers to remain... discreet. Is it perhaps possible you might be able to direct this humble personage in the direction of this lady of the shadows?"

-50 GP for the tanglefoot bag, but Guang is happy to let Olek make a profit of a few 'extra' gold pieces on the purchase

Before we approach the vendor I will use disguise self and disguise kit to make myself have more Tien features. Disguise bonus is +17

Rolando examines the wares slowly, carefully.

It's alright, Guang, no need for pretense, Rolando says, looking at the vendor. We want to make a sizable purchase, but we would like to speak with your supplier first. A business arrangement of this magnitude would be most profitable for all involved. Can you accomodate such a request?

Bluff: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (18) + 17 = 35

Again not trying to step on your toes, Guang! I just think playing the "no, no, let's be honest" card when telling a lie could be effective.

Olek goes from outgoing and bubbly to suddenly cautious and nervous. Thank you, sir he says as he sells Guang his tanglefoot bag and pockets the money. “Most of the commodities found in the streets and alleys of Goka come from Undermarket, though some of the rarer products come from Deepmarket or even the Darklands. The rarer the item, the farther you have to go underground to find it. You can find anything your heart desires somewhere in the trade guilds, for a price. The Aspis have eyes on everything that goes in and out of the tunnels here, and Tseka is always watching. If you need to get to Tseka, You need to go deeper into the complex.” He continues, [b]“Recently, she has been sending her lackeys to do all her dirty work, especially that one that used to wear that silly compass around his neck. I don't know where to find them.. they always come to me. Now, if we are quite finished?” With these last words, he hustles the companions out of the stall and back into the street.

The plan was definitely to have Jal in disguise from the moment we headed down those original stairs (which is why I bought 2 scrolls). And basically Jal would want to look like a local hired muscle, but one that wouldn’t be expected to say a single word. Any local races or cultures that fit that bill and Jal’s height wouldnt’ be an issue?
Know (Local): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19

If that result doesn’t give Jal any insights into a specific disguise that will suit his desire, he’ll just have Rolando emulate one of the taller Tian people they see. Not specifically trying to look like that person; just getting similar features and what-not, so he just becomes “nameless tall Tian guy with a sword”.
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his Disguise mod would be +19 with the scroll up.

Jal—now disguised as local muscle—gives the area around them a hard look. Then he looks to his teammates, giving a shrug that seems to say ’what now?'

Also, given time to make Olek Jal’s Studied Target, would Jal have picked up any deceptions or hunches about the man’s statements to us?
Sense Motive: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 8 + 2 = 25

Also, Jal will be keeping his eyes peeled for any individuals who seem to be taking special interest in our group.
Perception: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (12) + 12 = 24

"Now we keep looking," says Karos in his guise as the matronly Tien woman. "Someone in this hellhole knows how to find Tseka. Just ask for a guide."

Diplomacy check (Gather Information): 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (19) + 11 = 30 If it'll help, Karos will offer some contraband to the right persons.

Rolando: Nah, not stepping on toes at all, really. :) You're a bard, this is your thing! I'm just amusing myself with Guang. :D

Guang tucks away the tanglefoot bag, since it could be a useful purchase in its own right, and listens intently to the information. Once Olek has herded them back out, the monk pauses a moment, fingers steepled, chin sunk in thought.

"Did you hear that bit about the compass? Could that have been a reference to a wayfinder?" Guang asks the others quietly. He joins 'Madam' Karos in further enquiries for a guide.

Aid another on Karos's roll: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27

Aramil also moves to aid Karos' information gathering.
Diplomacy (aid): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21

Jal: The disguise is just mechanical, and plays into things, but only in a dice roll way. Flavor it any way you so desire, and may the daice be ever in your favor! As far as Oleck is considered, he is far more scared of something else.. probably Tseka.. than he is of you. Nothing he said was a lie though. Your perception roll turns up nothing out of the ordinary.

As the party mills about trying to decide a course, a voice calls softly from the darkness around you. "You seem lost.. Do you know where you are going? There are a great many things to find down here, if you are curious enough.."

"And what is it you would lead us to, oh voice in the darkness?" asks Karos.

"Well, that depends on where you want to go I guess. What is it that you are searching for?"

"We'd rather discuss that with someone we can see," says Karos. "We're not hiring an invisible guide."

Jal is about to respond when he realizes his Varisian accent would stand out in his current disguise. He clamps his mouth shut, shakes his head, and leans over to Rolando.

"We're just some folks looking to offload some goods. We know Tseka is the mover and shaker in this business, and we'd rather go through the right channels than ruffle feathers. We just need someone who can set us up with an appointment, and wouldn't mind making a nice cut in the process. That's the best way I can think to play this."

If that's the angle we want to take, i'll let Rolando or someone without a penalty to Diplomacy take the reins here.

As he waits to see what happens next, Jal tries to study the mysterious speaker.

Can Jal see to make the speaker his Studied Target? (wth Low-Light)

Guang offers a bow and a smile in the direction of the unseen voice.

"My companions are the sort who require trust, or some token of the same, before offering it themselves. It would only be foolish to trust to the guidance of someone we cannot even see, no? You have my word that if you do not intend harm to us, we will deal no harm of our own. But yes, we are curious, and we are seeking a path; perhaps you can assist us, shadowspeaker?"

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 19

Rolando nods at Jal's advice and addresses the voice, hopefully after Guang coaxes the person out of the shadows: We're just looking to offload some goods, magical reagents to be exact. We want to speak with whomever can make that happen around here. If you can take us to such a meeting, you will find the results most profitable.

Bluff: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (9) + 17 = 26

At the mention of Tsekas name, a tiny creature moves cautiously into the light, ears perked and amber eyes alight. Minute in size, it slithers on a fur covered serpentine body, but has the head of a fox. It peers at you with intelligence and wariness before speaking again, this time obviously to Jal. "I know of Tseka, and the Aspis Consortium, and can perhaps lead you there. But nothing down here is free.. perhaps if you could show me some interesting magic, I could be persuaded to guide you where you seek to go. Knowledge of anything I do not already know will also get you what you seek."

DC 20 for any knowledge, or the casting of a spell that is either a divination spell or a visibibly flashy spell will get her onto your side. As for the K. roll, just roll the dice and type something suitably interesting or far fetched.

Knowledge (local): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22

"Well," says Karos, still appearing to be a matronly Tien woman. "Did you know that Madame Lu Bao, who sells those marvelous little articulated dolls down on the Street of Whispers, is really a noblewoman of Kwanlai who forsook her home for love of Mr. Lu? Apparently, he was quite a romantic once upon a time. Still is, for all I know."

She turns her head, large guileless amber eyes scanning the party as she decides her next move. Decided, she says "I am sorry for spying on you, but around here, one can never be too careful. You can't trust just anyone. I am interested in all knowledge.. but knowledge of magic is my special love. I will be your guide around here, if you will have me. My name is Yrishi, and I will make you a deal.. In exchange for leading you to Tseka, you will share with me any secrets you find within the Aspis hideout. What do you think?"

Karos looks at his companions. "I don't see why not," he says.

”Is there something specific you’ll be looking for?” Jal counters. ”There’s bound to be many things in there that are secret from us, *sionnach beag. How will we know what to take note of and what to ignore? And trying to remember everything we see seems like a tall order.”

*sionnach beag = “little fox” in Varisian

I’m trying to get see if Jal can get a feel for what this little guy is after.
Sense Motive, Studied Target: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 8 + 2 = 15

Sorry, busy weekend and monday!

"This seems a fair deal to me, little fox-spirit," Guang says with a bow. But as Brother Jal says, if there is something in particular you might wish....[/b]"

Sense motive to be sure this is on the level: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12

Aramil listens to the encounter quietly, looking for any sign of a lie in the creature.
Sense motive: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15

Yrishi nods as the party agrees to have her. At Jal's question, she replies simply "Any knowledge is knowledge worth having." With this, the little creature nods her head decisively. She then begins to circle each member of the team, pointing out deficiencies in their disguises, helping them to blend in with greater skill. She bids you to hide any jewelry, flashy clothing, or dangerous weapons. Finally, she circles back around to the front of the group, and says "That's much better. There are several Aspis checkpoints that you will have to pass through.. I can move around virtually unseen. You, however, must pass through the guards. If you are ready, we can go now."

She grants a bonus on upcoming disguise checks

The lithe little serpent-fox leads you through caverns and tunnels, chattering away. She mostly sticks to the magic users, querying them with questions about spells, general magical knowledge, and rituals. Occasionally, she remembers something important for the group, and casually drops that into conversation as well. "I have heard lately that the Aspis are trying to ally with a group of alley bashers named the Dragon Fangs. This is what originally piqued my interest about them.. I don't know much about the Dragon Fangs, but I know that they are bad news."

A little bit later, she brightens as she remembers another bit to help you along the way. "I heard someone who wore a wayfinder defected to the Aspis Consortium a few years back, but never knew what became of him.."

After about two hours, Yrishi stops the group and moves into the shadows. From there, she whispers "There is a checkpoint coming up. Make sure you are ready, then just follow the cavern. There is a choke point a little father on where they stop people and ask them questions. I will meet you on the other side."

The party checks their disguises once more, then heads forth. Purple and yellow bioluminescent fungi line the base of the walls of this tunnel. A thin, shallow stream of water flows lazily through the passageway. Ahead, the guards stand to, coming to alertness at you approach. As you get closer, the nearest one challenges you. "Who are you, and why are you here?" he asks, peering closely at you.

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (19) + 11 = 30

"Why, to avail ourselves of the finest the Deepmarkets have to offer, of course," says disguised Karos. "My friends and I are here to do a little shopping, my dear."

(If we've spent more than an hour to date in information gathering, Guang would try and activate his wand of mage armor once more before approaching the checkpoint-- let me know if I should mark off another charge.)

Guang bows slightly to to the guards, his expression calm and unruffled.

"Auntie here says truth. We have business to conduct with buyers of... influence; my name is Wu Guang. Perhaps a token of our esteem for the work you are doing in keeping out the riff-raff?" he murmurs, his fingers resting briefly at his belt pouch.

Diplomacy, aiding Karos: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21

(Guang is willing to toss in as much as 5 GP in bribe if the guards seem like they're amenable to that.)

Guang, it has been two hours of travel since meeting Yrishi. Thank you for the heads up on the mage armor.

Before heading into the tunnel, Guang refreshes his protection spell and moves forward.

The guards eyes narrow suspiciously as he surveys the group before him. "The Markets are well behind you. As for buyers.. What are you selling?"

Anyone else care to help out with convincing the guard? Diplomacy or bluff please.

Yrishi mentioned the Dragon Fangs. Does Jal know anything that would be helpful to the team regarding that group?
Know (Local): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18

Also, I'm trying to position Jal's response below so that it plays as either a Bluff or Diplomacy, but the point either way is to Aid Another on Karos's roll.

"I'm guessing most folks don't walk two hours and risk pissing you lot off to sell muffins. We heard that when you have ... certain goods there's really only one dealer someone wants to deal with. I'm guessing that's your boss. We just want to keep our skins intact and respect the rules as we understand them down here." He grins, "And make a few coin along the way, hopefully."

Diplomacy Aid Another, DC10: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (11) - 1 = 10; +5 if Bluff is usable here.

The guard nods at Jals words. "Aye, that'll be true. What cha got fer selling? I'll need ta be seein that too.."

That's another aid in the bag. Any more?

Jal: they are just another street gang. Big on brawn.. not so much on brain.

-Posted with Wayfinder

Diplomacy aid: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24
"My good sir, I know it's your business to ask questions, but a good fence never shows all his cards. Suffice to say that we have several items that your employer would be very interested in."

Rolando Bluff: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (11) + 13 = 24

Rolando chimes in with some convincing of his own, and the guard is finally overwhelmed. His head whips from one person to another until he decides its easier to just let you pass. "Alright, alright. Just take yer stuff and git outa here.. Passwords The Serpent has risen again. Tell 'em that at the next checkpoint." With this, the guards turn back to their dicing and conversation, allowing you to pass.

Coming out the other side, you meet up once more with Yrishi, who suddenly appears at your side as you turn out of sight from the guards. "Up here," she says "The Consortium is in an old temple up here.. not too much farther."

As you continue, small communities of recently constructed but shoddy structures connected by narrow tunnels give way to large caverns littered with dilapidated buildings, the homes of squatters too poor to afford to live anywhere else. Yrishi leads the way through, slithering from shadow to shadow, but making sure you can keep an eye on her. She pauses frequently to listen for trouble, but you make it through with no problems. Eventually, the caverns shrink, turning into crude, winding tunnels. The tunnels open slightly into a small cavern that ends in a wall of worked stone. An iron door bearing a raised image of a three-eyed beast on its face prevents entrance.

As you approach the building, Yrishi hangs back. "I..I.. can't.. I won't go in there.. You will have to go ahead by your selves.. I will wait here." With this, the timid little creature darts fearfully into the nearest mound of rubble and is completely gone from sight.

You move within the door into a large entry room with three guards. Four exits lead out of this sparsely furnished room—an iron double door to the northwest, and three wooden doors leading south, east, and southeast. Worn wooden benches line the walls, and discarded bottles are scattered across the floor. Flickering torches reside in sconses around the walls. The guards jump to their feet from where they were lounging against the walls, and one steps forward. "Whats tha password?" he growls at you, while the other two look you over. Before any of you can react, their eyes widen as they easily see through your disguises. The guard captain gives a yell, as all three draw their rapiers and attack.

"Bold May Post"
Karos
Rolando
Aramil
Captain (Green)
Jal
Guang
Guards
~Red
~Blue

Sorry, right after gen con I went to my in laws with my family for a couple days. Back now! If it's alright, before the checkpoint I'll use another extended heroism, as that would be right about when my runs out.

The password? Aram Zey, Rolando says, bursting into song and moving to block the door. The spirits of valiant warriors rise up from the aether to surround the Pathfinders' weapons.

Move 25 ft, provoke from green if he has Combat Reflexes

Standard: Weapon Song

Free action, spirit attacks Green vs FF AC: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21

Negative energy damage vs Green: 1d4 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

Neat stuff, Rolando! Before I buff up, what sort of bonus are the +1's from flagbearer?

Morale, I believe.

Correct, morale

Aramil softly curses under his breath as the consortium guards draw their weapons. Upon drawing his own, he stares in surprise for a moment as his sawtooth sabre's become sheathed in fire and frost. The look of surprise quickly turns to a wicked grin as he charges forward, stabbing the (blue) guard.
Attack: 1d20 + 11 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 11 + 2 + 1 = 27
Weapon Damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11
Sneak Attack Damage (flanking): 2d6 ⇒ (1, 2) = 3
Fire Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 6
Frost Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 4

Karos steps up, chuckling at Rolando's "password" and blesses himself with Cayden's holy cup.

Cast divine favor and invoke Judgment of Destruction.

Aramil, flagbearer adds +1 morale to damage as well, so you'd do one more point. Also, you can make an attack from my spirit totem.

Rolando, no apologies needed. Hope you had a good time, and the inlaws weren't too bad!

Without missing a beat, Rolando begins to sing out a song of his ancestors, imparting his allies with amazing gifts of magic. Swords burst into flame as they are drawn, and spectral bodies flicker into being in the torch light, rising at the call of their Skald. One of these ghosts slams against the unprepared Captain, drawing a cry of pain from her.

Aramil then steps forward, stabbing out at a guard. His sword comes back, dripping blood.
Aramil, dont forget your spirit buddy..
S.B.: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (19) + 9 = 28
Damage: 1d4 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6
His spirit buddy then lands a heavy blow on the deeply wounded guard.

Karos begins to cast spells.

Up close and personal, you can see that these guards are ratfolk! The Captain swarms back with his cohort, and turns her attention to Rolando, swinging both her swords at the bard, trying to cut his song short.

Sword 1: 1d20 + 9 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 9 + 2 = 29
Sword 1: 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 4 + 2 = 22

Sword 2: 1d20 + 9 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 9 + 2 = 31
Sword 2: 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 4 + 2 = 8
Confirm Crit: 1d20 + 9 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 9 + 2 = 17

Dmg 1: 1d3 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5
Dmg 2: 1d3 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6
Dmg 3: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

"Bold May Post"
Karos
Rolando- 15 dmg
Aramil
Captain (Green)- 7 dmg
Jal
Guang
Guards
~Red
~Blue- 30 dmg

"Oh, that is interesting," Guang says amiably as his hands burst into flame and cold alike. (I see nothing in the ability that says it's only manufactured weapons, but correct me if I'm wrong!)

He takes a short step forward and drives two punches into the head of the guard with the green bandanna, to keep the creature off his beautifully singing friend.

Swift action to enter Snapping Turtle Style; 5-ft free; flurry

Flurry 1, flagbearer: 1d20 + 8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 8 + 1 = 17
Damage, elemental extras*, flagbearer: 1d6 + 2 + 1 + 2d6 ⇒ (6) + 2 + 1 + (1, 2) = 12
Flurry 2, flagbearer: 1d20 + 8 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 8 + 1 = 27
Damage, elemental extras*, FB: 1d6 + 2 + 1 + 2d6 ⇒ (4) + 2 + 1 + (5, 5) = 17
Neg energy slam: 1d20 + 5 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 5 + 3 = 15
Damage: 1d4 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

Jal is only a moment behind Guang, dipping low as he steps in, his blade flashing from its sheath.

"What do you know," he says sarcastically as he slices at the leader, "the place is guarded by rats."

Actions:5' step, draw katana, attack Green Leader (standing by!), then free action Lesser Spirit Totem punch (?)
Mods (in order): banner, power attack (and Furious Focus), flaming/frost
+1 keen katana: 1d20 + 10 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 10 + 2 + 1 = 24
damage: 1d8 + 5 + 1 + 6 + 2d6 ⇒ (8) + 5 + 1 + 6 + (5, 2) = 27
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Free Spirit Punch: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (17) + 9 = 26
negative energy damage: 1d4 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

Guang: Well, having Gm'd for Rolando before, I should have seen this coming and researched it prior to the first combat. Alas, I did not put 2 and 2 together. However, according to the PRD, "A monk's unarmed strike is treated as both a manufactured weapon and a natural weapon for the purpose of spells and effects that enhance or improve either manufactured weapons or natural weapons." This clearly states that you are good to go for Rolando's bonuses! On the other hand though, I can find no way to empower your fists themselves with magic (as you stated), and without even gauntlets or some other type of physical weapon on your fists that can be empowered with a magical bonus, I will have to rule that you fall under the "mundane weapon" buffs, so just +1 and flaming for you.

Guang steps forward into the fight, and takes a couple of swings at the Captain. His first punch misses, but his second lands a solid hit. The spirit guardian then takes a swing, but in unable to land a blow.

The blows keep raining onto the Captain, though, as Jal delivers another massive blow with his Katana, followed with a solid hit from his spirit.

The red caped guard attacks Aramil, rapier slicing through the air and drawing blood down Aramil's sleeve.
Attack: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (16) + 10 = 26
Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 1

The blue caped guard turns with his captain and keeps the assault up on the skald, but misses.
Attack: 1d20 + 10 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 10 + 2 = 15

"Bold May Post"
Karos
Rolando- 15 dmg
Aramil
Captain (Green)- 52 dmg
Jal
Guang
Guards
~Red
~Blue- 30 dmg

That's a tough rat!

Rolando bashes the captain with his Pathfinder flag, a fitting response to traitorous scum. His song never misses a beat as he strikes in time to the music.

Free: maintain song

Attack Captain, heroism, flank, song: 1d20 + 8 + 2 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 8 + 2 + 2 + 1 = 29

Damage plus flaming: 1d6 + 3 + 1 + 1d6 ⇒ (4) + 3 + 1 + (1) = 9

Free action, spirit attacks Green (or blue if Green is dropped): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17

Negative energy damage vs Green: 1d4 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

Rolando keeps his song flowing like a river, whilst using his standard as an oar over the captains head.

His spirit buddy, however, goes a bit overboard on his aim, and misses entirely.

"Bold May Post"
Karos
Rolando- 15 dmg
Aramil
Captain (Green)- 61 dmg
Jal
Guang
Guards
~Red
~Blue- 30 dmg

Karos attempts to end the Captain's resistance and fires a thunderous shot into the melee.

+1 flaming frost pistol, w/ divine favor, Judgment of Destruction, Flagbearer, Point-Blank-Shot and Precise Shot: 1d20 + 9 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 9 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 1 = 241d8 + 4 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 1 + 1d6 + 1d6 ⇒ (5) + 4 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 1 + (1) + (4) = 20

Hit TOUCH AC 24, did 20 points of damage.

Karos joins the fray, deafening everyone in the room with a spectacular boom.. that leads directly to pink mist shrouding the room and mixing with the cordite smoke as the Captain slumps to the floor, headless.

"Bold May Post"
Karos
Rolando- 15 dmg
Aramil
Jal
Guang
Guards
~Red
~Blue- 30 dmg

Despite the sudden ringing in his ears and fine mist of blood coating his front, Jal dodges up and around the second rat-man, delivering a belly-slash before rolling to his feet behind it.

Spring Attack: moving around the north (provokes AoO from Red against AC 26), attack Blue from the square north on his north edge, then continue onto the square to its right.
Mods: flagbearer, power attack (w/ Furious Focus), flaming/frost
+1 keen katana: 1d20 + 10 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 10 + 1 = 26 <— CRIT?
damage: 1d8 + 5 + 1 + 6 + 2d6 ⇒ (5) + 5 + 1 + 6 + (4, 4) = 25
— confirm: 1d20 + 10 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 10 + 1 = 16
— add'l damage: 1d8 + 5 + 1 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 5 + 1 + 6 = 17
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SPIRIT PUNCH!: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 10
negative energy damage: 1d4 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6