[PFS PbP Gameday V] #7-00 The Sky Key Solution (Tier 5-6) (Inactive)

Game Master Baerlie

Hearing the agreement of his companions, through coughs from Qualif, and with unexpected enthusiasm from Peribas, Kent looks at Verna'th,

"Miss Verna'th, will you tell the Azlanti that we will help her rescue her commander?"

Assuming she does so, Kent draws his sword and points it at the exit from this chamber, looking at the Usznariar, and feeling a little foolish, says, "On we go...?"

You follow Uszanriar to the surface. Wide flagstones cover a plaza leading to a stepped pyramid. Larger-than-life statues of serpentfolk and snakes line the plaza, alongside pictograph-covered pillars and small cages filled with all manner of furry, chattering creatures. The plaza's floor is covered with bodies of dead serpentfolk and snakes in different sizes.

On their way to the pyramid Uszanriar and her people kick away dead snakes and crush the heads of unconscious sperentfolk.

A few moments later you finally reach the temple's interior. Glowing coals warm this shrine and cast an eerie under-lighting on the towering, snake-headed statue behind the altar. The reek of ammonia and rotting flesh fills the air and burns the eyes. The floor is covered with serpentfolk blood and you see more Pathfinders finishing off the remaining reptiles.

meanwhile you lost your sickened condition

Some heavy presence within this massive, domed chamber claws at the chest and weighs the air itself down. Strange glows emanate from the cardinal points of this massive, circular chamber. In the center of the room, an elevated, spiraling staircase entwines a column of stone, atop which sits an altar.

The priests have captured an incredible prize to feed their serpent god: The Azlanti general. He managed to kill one priest in his struggles, but he has finally been restrained and is ready for sacrifice as you arrive (along with other Pathfinders).

The temple’s high priest, an ancient and twisted serpentfolk cleric, utters prayers over the chained form of the Azlanti general while preparing the sacrifice. Various serpentfolk and reptilian abominations touched by their god’s divine nature stand by to witness the rite.

Uszanriar and her men immediately attack priests nearby, two of the sperpentfolk present attack you.
to you they look a slightly bigger and sturdier than other serpentfolk individuals

Round 1
Peribras
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Serpent blue
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Kentel
Q'Lystra
Mylvwara
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Serpent red
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Raul
Qualif
Verna'th

I'm going to set up the map later today. Thanks for your patience.

battle map's set up (slide #5), have fun :)

knowledge (religion): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 19
knowledge (planes): 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (7) + 10 = 17

"Some kind of sacrifice to the Ydersius, the snake god." Mylvwara states with scholarly fascination. Then the gravity of the situation strikes her, "and those serpentfolk should be struck with magic weapons; they have some ability to withstand acid, cold, electricity and fire and can even shrug off magic at times."

if any of you want to cast magic weapon in my sling staff, or magic fang on Darkpaw, feel free

Peribras takes a step forward and slings a bullet at the serpentfolk he can get the clearest shot at. "Darkpaw, come here and protect me."

sling staff, attack, deadly aim, bless??: 1d20 + 11 - 2 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 11 - 2 + 1 = 26 for bludgeoning, cold iron: 1d6 + 2 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 2 + 4 = 9

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Darkpaw growls in the back of her throat and moves between her friend and the serpentfolk.

bite, readied attack, bless??: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 6 + 1 = 23 for b/p/s: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7 plus free trip, bless??: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 6 + 1 = 12

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The reek of death fills the knight's nostrils. With a mailed hand, he flips the visor of his helm down.

Taking his time to avoid slipping on the bloody steps, he advances with the front of the group.
"By Abadar's balls, nothing friendly smells that bad", mutters the priest, his voice muffled. Putting his hand on his heart, he pauses a moment. Concentrating on what is within this hellish place he sense an evil presence.

He turns to his companions, looking at Verna'th in particular, "Something dark is waiting for us. By ready for battle my friend; or worse."

Raising his sanctified shield above his head, he asks his companions permission to recite a short prayer, "If you will accept the blessing of my lord, stay beside me, if not, I understand your choice, please step back.

"May Arqueros bless our endeavours, strengthen our hearts and our sword arms. For this we thank him and ask for his protection."

Nodding at his comrades, the warrior-priest, proceeds up the stairs, entering the glowing room to find the Azlanti general about to be sacrificed by the scaly priests.

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Know Religion: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9
Nothign to add!

Casts Detect Evil from Shining Wayfinder. I'm assuming a couple of priests would radiate enough evil to pick it up. If not, please consider it flavour only, as I already know they are there :-)

Cast Bless: +1 (Morale) on attack rolls and on saving throws against fear effects.

I've also moved myself on the map. Unless they insisted strongly, Kent wouldn't let the two magic-using elves, with little physical protection, enter the room before him, so he would be between them at anything in this hellish place from the outset.

I am waiting for the blue boy to move!

Peribras commands Darkpaw to protect him and shoots a sling stone at the closest priest. The stone hits the target, but it does not leave as much damage as it should have.

The serpent with a blue cloak rushes over to Kentel and attacks.
Bite vs. Kentel: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (18) + 11 = 29
Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4 + poison (DC17 Fort)

Round 1 (+1 bless)
Peribras + Darkpaw (ready)
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Serpent blue -4HP
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Kentel
Q'Lystra
Mylvwara
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Serpent red
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Raul
Qualif
Verna'th

Q'lystra takes a five feet step and casts glitterdust.

I painted a small cloud, 10 feet radious from that corner. Will DC 18.

"Hehehehehe! Fairy dandruff!"

Kent cries out as the creatures fangs break through his armour and pierce his skin. It's venom courses through his veins, but he grits his teeth and growls through the pain, which draws very little blood.

Gripping his sword tightly, he knows he can do little against it. Instead he steps to his left, his shield raised and his sword parrying as much as striking. He hopes to protect the elven mage from the creatures claws and fangs, and open up a space for Verna'th and Raul to move to, and stop the beast moving into attack the elves.

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Fort Save: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19

Fighting Defensively (-4 Attack/+2 AC)

Blessed Longsword Attack Defensivley: 1d20 + 9 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (7) + 9 + 1 - 4 = 13
Magic Longsword Damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12

AC = 28, HP = 39/40

Assuming that the stairs are an obstacle

Mylvwara repeats an earlier arcane gesture and coats the ground to the east of the glitterdustcloud in magical grease.

I'm not sure how to add it to the map but hopefully red is now mobility challenged.

glitterdust covers both serpents
Will red: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15
Will blue: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13

Q'Lystra casts a spell and a cloud of glitter appears and covers both serpents. The desperately rub their eyes, but the glitter covers their bodies and eyes. Kentel swings his longsword at the strong serpent in front of him, but misses. yes, also when it's blinded Mylvwara casts a spell and a layer of grease covers the floor next to the glitter cloud.

yes, the stairs are an obstacle, but you can climb it

The rerpent with red eyes moves forward while trying to get the glitter out of its eyes.
Will red: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26

Round 1 & 2 (+1 bless)
Peribras + Darkpaw (ready)
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Serpent blue -4HP blinded
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Kentel
Q'Lystra
Mylvwara
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Serpent red
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Raul
Qualif
Verna'th

Peribras directs Darkpaw to attack as he continues his own assault.

sling staff, attack, deadly aim, bless: 1d20 + 10 - 2 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 10 - 2 + 1 = 20 for bludgeoning, cold iron: 1d6 + 2 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 2 + 4 = 12

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Darkpaw steps closer to the creature and gives it a vicious bite.

bite, attack, bless: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 6 + 1 = 25 for b/p/s: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5 plus free trip attempt, bless: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 6 + 1 = 10

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"Poke, poke poke!" exclaims the eidolon as she attempts to stabout at the blue serpent thingie.

Power Attack 1, bless: 1d20 + 8 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 8 + 1 = 29 +1 darkwood longspear
Power Attack 2, bless: 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 3 + 1 = 22 +1 darkwood longspear

Critical, bless: 1d20 + 8 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 8 + 1 = 21 +1 darkwood longspear

damage 1: 1d8 + 13 ⇒ (1) + 13 = 14
damage 2: 1d8 + 13 ⇒ (3) + 13 = 16
critical: 2d8 + 26 ⇒ (7, 2) + 26 = 35

Hanging onto the saddle, the wayang looks at the two creatures before nodding to himself. "I do believe it's safer here this time Verna'th. Just keep on stabbing these things, and we can move forward. How is everyone else?" Qualif looks at the others while hanging on tightly as his saddle jostles about from Verna'th's motions.

Raul blunders his way to the front line, taking a careful swing at the serpent-thing.
greatsword: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11, damage: 2d6 + 6 ⇒ (4, 2) + 6 = 12
But he hesitates, distracted by his companions surrounding him.

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Don't blame us! :p

Darkpaw moves up to the serpentbeast in the cloud of glitter and rips off a big piece of it's thigh shortly before Peribras' sling stone hits its face. Darpaw's trip attempt is unsuccesful. Verna'th longspear pierces into the creature twice. With a roar the creature drops into the glitterdust on the floor. Qualif decides to stay in the saddle while Raul swings at the remaining serpent. He misses. I moved you on the map, I hope it's ok

Round 2 (+1 bless)
Peribras + Darkpaw
Kentel
Q'Lystra
Mylvwara
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Serpent red
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Raul
Qualif
Verna'th

Q'Lystra touches Kentel .

"Nethys guides you, comrade."

+2 insight bonuson on all of your attack rolls, skill checks, ability checks for the next round.

Mylvwara draws the longbow from its half-forgotten place on her shoulder.
Ranged touch attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21
damage: 1d8 ⇒ 6

not a touch attack, oops

Feeling the divine, yet arcane, power of Nethys flow through him again, the priest decides not to waste such a blessing.

Ducking low, shield held up, he dashes past the last creature, trying to avoid its poisoned claws. Sidestepping right, and right again, he overhand swings his sword at the creature, more to keep its eyes on him. He growls, "Come at me beast", but his helmed stare faces the Raul and Verna'th, opening up the creature's back to them.

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Fighting Defensively AC = 28, HP = 39/43

Defensively, Blessed, Insightful Attack: 1d20 + 9 + 1 - 4 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 9 + 1 - 4 + 2 = 10
Damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

I'm not sure if Raul is actually adjacent to the creature, thus we are flanking. I would imagine that I missed anyway. Regardless, this should now set up both Raul and Verna'th for a flanking attack. Sorry to have wasted Mylvwara's insightful touch with such a terrible roll :-(

Q'Lystra touches Kentel while Mylvwara shoots an arrow at the remaining sperpenfolk creature. Still fighting defensively Kentel strikes at the scaled beast, but misses.

The beast with red eyes strikes at Kentel, but misses also.
Claw left: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (3) + 11 = 14
Claw right: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (13) + 11 = 24
Claw bite: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (6) + 11 = 17

Round 2 & 3 (+1 bless)
Peribras + Darkpaw
Kentel
Q'Lystra
Mylvwara
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Serpent red -1HP
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Raul
Qualif
Verna'th

Charging forward, Verna'th attempts to pierce the serpentfolk with her spear!

blessed charge power attack: 1d20 + 8 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 8 + 2 + 1 = 29
damage: 1d8 + 13 ⇒ (5) + 13 = 18

"Bad snake person! It's not nice taking slaves!"

Raul approaches with another considered attack, working in tandem with Kent to get his swing through.
greatsword: 1d20 + 9 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 9 + 2 = 25, damage: 2d6 + 6 ⇒ (3, 3) + 6 = 12
"They'll write this one into history!"

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Boxed in between himself and his allies, the lizard takes strikes from both the loud cleric and the flying spear-wielding 'visitor'. Unless the warrior priest himself draws blood, it will likely turn from him and attack his companions.

"ARQUEROS", screams Kent, letting his Lord's divine countenance stream from his soul through his sword. Holy essence runs down the blade, as the priest swings it up from behind his shield, delivering a deep blow to the lizard creature, and spraying blood upwards so powerfully, that some even hit the ceiling of this cavern.

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Sacred Weapon: Swift Action for +1 Enhancement Bonus.

Magic Blessed Flanked Longsword Attack: 1d20 + 9 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 9 + 1 + 2 = 30
Magic Longsword Damage: 1d8 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 4 + 1 = 10

oh yes, I should note my sword is also magic

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Q'Lystra moves towards Raul and infuses him with Nethys insight.

"May the gaze of Nethys be upon you!"

+2 insight bonuson on all of your attack rolls, skill checks, ability checks for the next round.

I'm hoping that drops him but, if not, let's have another go with that bow

ranged attack, longbow: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8
piercing damage: 1d8 ⇒ 7

Verna'th, Raul and Kentel cut and pierce more holes into the serpentfolk. Q'Lystra touches Raul and infuses him with Nethys insight.

Round 2 & 3 (+1 bless)
Peribras + Darkpaw
Kentel
Q'Lystra
Mylvwara
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Serpent red -41HP
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Raul
Qualif
Verna'th

Peribras directs Darkpaw at the remaining lizardfolk before advancing himself and slinging a bullet at the creature.

am now in reload-attack mode in future rounds instead of attack-reload, thanks to this move action

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Darkpaw approaches the lizard and bites at its ankles.

bite, attack, bless: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 6 + 1 = 16 for b/p/s: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8 plus free trip, bless: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 6 + 1 = 20

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Peribras' bullet hurls from his sling!

sling staff, attack, bless, deadly aim: 1d20 + 10 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (11) + 10 + 1 - 2 = 20 for bludgeoning, cold iron: 1d6 + 2 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 2 + 4 = 12

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A crack of thunder and the tang of ozone cut through the complex. The figures before you, and indeed the walls, the floor, even the air itself seem to crumble and fall away like glittering sands through an hourglass. Unfamiliar figures—their heavy, hooded robes embroidered with the symbol of a winged eye—stand about the field, their hands crackling with lightning. Dozens of Pathfinder spellcasters lie dead at their feet. A gargantuan image of a woman appears and shimmers like a desert mirage. She has a regal bearing, but her features are lined as if by years of endless duty.

”Arrogant Pathfinders! Your ridiculous Society spends fortunes and lives to reassemble a treasure that turns time itself like the pages of a book—a key that could undo all the misery and suffering our world now knows—and you use it for this? Poking at snakes and playing at heroism? Golarion knew a true hero once! Our Lord Aroden—who raised the Starstone from the sea and imprisoned the undead tyrant Tar-Baphon—could already walk the world again were it not for your petty games and delays. Every death in your hours of playtime now hangs as a weight around your collective necks, you spoiled children.
“I am Lady Arodeth, and on behalf of the Harbingers of Fate and the God of Mankind himself, I have seized your Sky Key. Its defenders threw their lives away trying to stop compassion and destiny from returning to this world. I advise you not to throw your own lives away attempting to do the same.
“Behold the return of the Last Azlanti! Behold Aroden!”

Table GMs, you may begin Act 3.

As a reminder to everyone, this scenario ends at Midnight Eastern US Time, when October 11th becomes October 12th. You should work on resolving anything bad that happens by then. I mean, not that this is bad or anything.

Mylvwara's voice is barely a whisper as she contemplated the massed dead, "Madness, how can the Sky Key ressurect a god?

Peribras' bullet finally drops the remaining monster.

after the woman's speech...
The robed Heralds begin casting, and arcs of lightning leap to the rods made of skymetal. A deep thrum from somewhere below reverberates with chest-tightening force, then the earth begins to heave and quake. Emerald green miasma lashes out, snaking back along the arcs of arcane lightning and infecting hooded casters throughout the crowd. Your body — or perhaps the whole world — crumbles to dust and you hear a distant scream of "She’s overloaded it!"

And just as swiftly, the world is whole again, but in place of a flower-speckled field stands the sprawling marketplace of a small city. Ivory-white buildings and columns feature reliefs and endless statuary all depicting physically perfect human specimens in poses of glory over serpentfolk. A chiton-clad crowd of gawkers stares, both at you and at the roiling dome of green light that encompasses nearly a square mile of territory, beyond which this strange city stretches on.

Robed Heralds panic as they sprint beyond the edges of the glistening dome, only to collapse just beyond its border. There they scream and writhe, their bones cracking as flesh and sinew age to dust in mere moments. Meanwhile, those unfortunates consumed by the green miasma scream and stagger, their features warping and bloating as if the power seeking refuge within them were too big for mere flesh to contain. And high overhead, a looming stone glows with a light visible even in the growing light of dawn.

You shifted in time again to hours before Earth Fall. One of the beneficial side effects of the time shift is that some of your expended powers and class abilities are once again available as though they had not been expended for the day. Each of you can choose two of the following benefits, and the same benefit can be selected twice to double its effects.
• Recover one or more spells or spell slots whose total levels are equal to your character level.
• Regain one daily use of a class feature. If you would normally be able to use the feature five or more times in one day, instead regain two uses.
• Heal 1d2 points of damage to all ability scores.
• Heal 1d8 hit points. Add your character level to the number of hit points recovered.

The local citizens shout at you in Azlanti.

knowledge History: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

"Verna'th, it seems that there is going to be trouble. Everyone, we are NOT welcome here, so I suggest we find a new place to recover."

knowledge History: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (15) - 2 = 13 10

Looking to the sky, Verna'th gasps loudly before starting to panic. Turning to the group she speaks to the others, "The talking ghost lady sent us to before Earth Fall! I don't want master or my new friends to die! How do we go back?"

Knowledge History: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (18) + 12 = 30

"We are in the Azlanti city of Lacsuhnollo, a colony city in the region that will one day become the Isle of Kortos."

Q'Lystra opens her eyes and points at the sky.

"Earth Fall is about to happen!! An asteroid will hit Golarion and plunge the world into a thousand years of darkness. We have about two hours starting now!!"

You can't tell if she is scared or excited.

Raul blinks.

He opens his mouth, but no words come out.
He closes it.

Raul blinks.

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Q'Lystra nods and smiles at Raul.

You can tell now. She's excited.

"What a time to be alive!"

"This may be quite exciting to you, but shouldn't you document this event, while we try to find a way back?" Qualif suggested while trying to comfort Verna'th, who has started to cry slightly. "There must be a way back. Maybe the area around the Grand Lodge in our time could hold a clue?"

@Qualif: you speak their language so you may try to calm them down or cow them with either a diplomacy or an intimidate check. Others may aid if they can somehow show their intentions (or also peak Azlanti).

Sighing a bit, the wayang unclips his belt from the saddle and jumps to the ground. Holding his hands up Qualif starts to speak to the people of the city.

After speaking, he turns towards his group leaving his hands up, "I do hope that they'll be friendly, while expediting our leave. I would rather not be a part of forgotten history. As for the rest of you, put away your weapons, you're scaring the locals."

Let us hope this helps!

"I wonder if they have any knowledge of the Sky Key?"

The tall armoured figure spends minutes looking up at the falling star; completely still and completely silent.

ThenKent sheathes his sword, places his shield on his back and removes his shining steel helm so as to look less imposing. Stepping forward slowly, he stand beside the Wayang and his companion. The knight places his hand on the outsider's shoulder,
"Miss Verna'th, whatever has happened, we are in it together. Do not worry yourself, we will find a way home. But if I am the shield, you are our spear, and we need you calm and ready for anything by our side if we are to succeed. Are you with us?"

Waiting for a reply, then turning to the group of locals, Kent shows his open palms, and bows low, trying to send the message that he is no threat to them.

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Aid Diplomacy: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21

Nodding, and rubbing her eyes, Verna'th lays down her spear and wraps her wings around herself similar to a cloak, seeming to become more relaxed. "Thank you Kent. I, I know I can be scary looking, but I don't mean to. We need, to help each other through this." Her resolve bolstered by the knight's words, the eidolon kneels with outstretched palms before speaking.

Diplomacy Aid: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15

Ack! I forgot to roll diplomacy on Qualif before my concert.

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11

This may hurt a little..... At least we have translators.

Ack! I forgot to roll diplomacy on Qualif before my concert.

11

This may hurt a little..... At least we have translators.

So possibly 15 with +2 each from Kent and Verna'th. Fingers crossed......