[PFS] Season 0 run, mixed with Dragon's Demand

Game Master Irish202

Hold a moment, let me heal myself of the minor damage I suffered in the previous scuffle.

Melisande taps herself with her wand of Infernal Healing, using a charge and waiting the few seconds to be healed up to full.

Does anyone else need additional healing?

Tereze taps herself with her wand of cure light wounds.
You should all be in good shape. I only feel minor wounds on you, Andor and Brallenera.

Cure Light Wounds: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
Cure Light Wounds: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

That should leave Tereze at -4

Then she backs up a bit before the creature is let out.

Andor nods and pushes the button to release the creature.

The crystal plinth flashes with bright light briefly and its surface begins to ripple in an almost liquid-like fashion. Shortly afterwards, it disgorges the form trapped within it; a hunched, wizened female humanoid tumbling to the ground before the group. Its skin is dark, almost black, with mostly white eyes as the creature's gaze darts around the room to take in its surroundings. It scrabbles to its feet, wisps of aged rags dripping from its form and archaic looking bracelets jangling as the creature grasps the plinth with sharp-looking claws to steady itself. It utters a string of words similar to those used by the automated voice from the ship is frightened tones...

...before appearing to actually see the group standing before it. It's harsh gazes softens, just a little bit, as the creature switches to speaking Common with an unusually archaic accent.

"...You are not my captors. For that, and my release, I am grateful," the creature says guardedly as it tries to gauge the group's intention. "I take it that you are not in league with the Xill infesting the ship, then?"

kn planes: 1d20 + 19 + 2 + 2 + 1d6 ⇒ (19) + 19 + 2 + 2 + (5) = 47

Andor looks at the night hag is momentarily startled. He studies the night hag.

"No, we are not Xill and killed a lot of them already. We just rescued you, so we hope that we will not have to fight you. You are a night hag as I can see. Are you as evil as your kind usually is?" Andor asks.

"In any case we do not want to see anyone enslaved so for that reason we freed you. Do you have any information that you can share with us? Anything that we should know?" he asks.

diplomacy: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (13) + 17 = 30

Night Hag! I knew we should not have let it loose!

But she stays silent to listen to what the creature responds.

It would seem you are in our debt for the moment. Perhaps we can come to some sort of accommodation? What is your name?

Diplomacy to aid: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (11) + 18 = 29

Are you as evil as your kind usually is?" Andor asks.

"That's rather direct to ask a girl the first time you meet them," the night hag replies archly. "I'll be whatever you want, fox-man, if it gets me off this ship."

It would seem you are in our debt for the moment. Perhaps we can come to some sort of accommodation? What is your name?

The night hag visibly winces at the word 'debt,' avoiding any direct discussion on that subject. "You can call me Skarja."

Do you have any information that you can share with us? Anything that we should know?" he asks.

"Well, I been trapped for a couple centuries or so; most of what I can tell would be fairly limited," Skarja says with a shrug. "I only regained awareness when the helm shifted me from stasis in the hull up here. The ship uses living creatures as power sources for its various functions. It had been a slow leach so far for the last couple years...the jump from the Ethereal to your plane most recently almost did me in." Skarja sighs with a look at the floating cube above the plinth.

"It wasn't the Azlanti, of course. These bloody Xill commandeered the ship, thanks to their bloody plant they brought on board. It has some kind of...empathic...ability that gives them the power to control most of the helm's functions. Well, that as well as storing their victims they have been collecting to bring to their home world." Skarja scratches her chin thoughtfully. "I think they gathered a large harvest during this visit of theirs to your plane. They should all be in the plant's taproot in the hold," the hag says as she points a claw at the secret door that Andor opened initially from the plinth. The doorway contains a set of crystal stairs that descends downwards.

"You all seem like the 'heroic' type. Maybe you can save those poor souls from their fate?" Skarja asks while she lifts a cunning eyebrow. She lifts one of clawed hands to her forehead in a mock swooning motion. "Alas, I am so drained from powering the ship. If only someone would help them?" she muses with a sly side glance at the group.

Nice GM! :-D

Andor looks at the others and sighs.

“What do you think?“

One moment.

Melisande taps herself with her wand of Heightened Awareness, then re-sheaths it.

take 10 Kn(Planes): 10 + 17 + 2 = 29

Pardon me, for a moment I thought you said get me off on this ship, but you want to leave. Melisande looks the Hag over. Will you still be able to do that without your heartstone?

Pardon me, for a moment I thought you said get me off on this ship, but you want to leave. Melisande looks the Hag over. Will you still be able to do that without your heartstone?

"What makes you think I don't have one?" Skarja asks in return with a slyly lifted eyebrow, not actually answering the question. "In either event, my way back is through the Ethereal; I'm not walking out on the deck just to be killed by some harborman who thinks he's saving the city or something. This plant of theirs extends into both of our planes, its tendrils in the Ethereal will snatch me the moment I try to ascend up to the main deck." She eyes the group suggestively. "That is, unless you take care of those terrible xill for me. Do some light pruning, perhaps?"

Before we agree to anything, how did one as powerful as you get trapped? Also what should we know about zis plant? It clearly is dangerous.

Awww... how can we trust you? Tell us what we must know first.

Before we agree to anything, how did one as powerful as you get trapped?

"Have you ever been at the tail end of a planar binding spell, dearie? One moment your just minding your own business, wandering the markets looking for a soul or two, the next you find yourself dragged across the planes just to be shoved into a crystal!" Skarja twists a greasy strand of her black hair with irritation using one of her claws. "Incredibly rude thing to do, if I must say so myself. I mean, there was a 'Buy One, Get One Half Off' sale! Its been centuries, I wonder if they'll honor expired coupons..."

Also what should we know about zis plant? It clearly is dangerous.

Skarja smiles widely, revealing a row of pointed teeth. "Don't let it eat you, dearie. They store their victims inside it, after all. Avoid the tendrils, perhaps?"

Awww... how can we trust you?

"Here's the secret, dearie," Skarja whispers at Brallenera as she leans close. "Never trust a hag, we're a little too cunning for most to handle," she says with a conspiratorial wink. She returns to a more neutral position, continuing at a more regular tone; "...unless you would like to make a deal, dearie. We are incredibly reliable business partners. Hags alway provide excellent service guarantees for soul-based transactions, after all. 'Soul Today, Gone Tomorrow' I always say..."

Tell us what we must know first.

"Everything I just described is about most of what you should need to know, dearie. The only other thing you might want to avoid is using the helm controls incorrectly," she says with a look towards the crystal plinth. "It has security protocols that will trigger if you do. I think I heard a Xill get fried by a laser or something while I was in there."

"Madam, this plant you spoke of, does it burn like normal vegetation, or does it require something special?"

"Madam, this plant you spoke of, does it burn like normal vegetation, or does it require something special?"

"Not too sure, dearie. No one has attempted to burn it since I was put into the plinth, so I am not sure."

I love this hag’s attitude GM! :-D

Andor nods.

“Good, then we try to find the plant. So where is this secret door? And how much time do we need to reach the plant then? Can we buff before that?“ he asks.

I'd just like to be clear on whatever agreement we come to here. You understand of course. We wouldn't want to have a disagreement about the terms later on. Melisande smiles warmly at the hag as she reaches out and gives Eryzule's leash a small tug.
We have released you from imprisonment and are considering letting you go. In exchange you are providing us with the information we need to clear this ship of Xill. This seems to be much more in your benefit than ours. Tell me, what else can you offer us?

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (19) + 18 = 37

“Good, then we try to find the plant. So where is this secret door? And how much time do we need to reach the plant then?

The secret door is currently open in the current room the party is in. Will update map when is group is ready to go.

"It's right down those stairs beyond the door, dearie. Maybe a flight or two?"

“Can we buff before that?“ he asks.

"You can flex those muscles all you want, fox-man. This hag won't complain!" Skarja says with a hair-raising cackle.

I'd just like to be clear on whatever agreement we come to here. You understand of course. We wouldn't want to have a disagreement about the terms later on.

The hag's demeanor and stance shift slightly, her gaze taking a more calculating look as if she is switching mental focus to negotiating mode.

his seems to be much more in your benefit than ours. Tell me, what else can you offer us?

"Well, aren't you the sly one dearie!" Skarja says as she grins a slight smile of pointed teeth. "I do have some spending money left that I was using for my shopping before I was so rudely abducted. Could give you those." She ruffles through a ratty belt pouch to produce several valuable looking gemstones. "I would consider this sufficient to balance out the deal, unless...." her words trail off suggestively as her gaze falls upon the leashed Eryzule. "...well, let's not get too greedy on my side for now. Is it a deal, dearie?"

We are not selling anyone soul!

Andor grabs what she offered.

”We can donate this to the silver crusade children’s fund!“ he says.

Andor drinks his extract of Shield, reduce person and right before they storm in he will drink his Adhesive Spittle and alchemical allocation extract with his potion of displacement.

Will update stats ASAP. Ready to walk in.

Awww, lets go, as soon as everyone is ready. I don't like slavers.

Brallenera paces back and forth, her axe ready, her body already shaking with the anticipation of battle

"Neither do i."

The narrow stairwell opens out into the ship’s main cargo hold, a massive split-level affair with the upper portion ten feet above accessed by a wide stair. The entire area looks like a giant botanical garden. A massive plant, milky-white and translucent, grows atop the upper hold area and curls about the entire chamber with a forest of fronds, tendrils, and clinging vines. The shapes of multi-armed humanoids can be seen moving about its thick growth of vines and tendrils that appear to grow into the very bulkheads. A number of strangely shaped flowers of deep violet bloom among this tangle, and at the top of the hold stairs, a great gnarled root crown stands like the trunk of a hoary old tree, a crease in its side opened wide like a dragon’s maw. Behind it stretches a winding taproot that disappears toward the bow of the ship, as large around as a wagon. Clearly discernable within this taproot are the huddled forms of unmoving humanoids.

Arrayed around the room is a multitude of xill, apparently making their last stand around the plant. In the back next to the taproot is a xill adorned with vestments of some kind, appearing to be tending the plant itself. It points at the Pathfinders as they descend the stairs with a chitter, causing its fellow xill to prepare for battle!

The entire area in the chamber is difficult terrain due to the ethereal foilage, as well as granting concealment (but does not block line of sight) to any in the area. Casual observation notices that the xill appear unimpeded by the foilage, for some reason. Map updated.

Initiative Order:

Melisande
Locke
Xill
Eryzule
Brallenera
Andor
Tereze
Xill PT

Well, here we go again. Go forth to slaughter.

Melisande casts Haste, targeting everyone in the party.

Locke drinks an extract of true strike.

Bottoms up.

Most of the xill pause briefly, waiting to see what the group is going to do next.

Xill delay.

Initiative Order:

Round 1

Melisande
Locke
Xill (Delay)
Eryzule
Brallenera
Andor
Tereze
Xill PT

Placing a hand to chis chest, Eryzule Casts shield on himself.
"Feel the tension in the air, gives me the chills."

Tereze stays in the back but calls down a blessing on all of her companions.

Lords above, Ladies of Light. Bless our efforts to free zose poor souls from the Doom TREE!

Cast Bless on you all

Hey, team as Andor buffed before going in you could all have done the same so casting shield and bless could all be in effect already. Can you check what buffs you would have wanted to cast as I explicitely asked the hag. And you can then throw an area of effect spell in there? :-D

Andor delays for a combat spell that hits many of the Xill and shouts.

"Can someone please throw a fireball in there???"

Awww, I can't.

"Not fireball, but something similar soon."

I dunno - Haste does more damage than any fireball with the additional hits from martials. I can lob one in there in just a moment if it will make you feel better.

"I appreciate a fiery entry...and volatile women."

OK if we are precasting buffs then I change the above

No Fireballs here... but I may have.
Tereze sends her mind across the planes looking for Allies.
Starts casting Summon Monster IV

Andor delays and waits.

Awww, so no area spell? I can get in and bash a few heads?

Go ahead in Brallenera. I don't want to give them too much of an advantage here.

Awww, Foxy Baby, you take the four on the right, and I take the four on the left. I never remember which is deck or stars anyway. Let's go.

Brallenera drinks a potion and enters the room, axe raised

Shield of Faith potion: +2 to AC

Brallenera drinks a potion and enters the room, axe raised

The xill in vestments near the crown of the plant lets off a chitter of noises as it briskly raps the bark near it loudly. The plant rustles violently as the xill points at Brallenera, and abruptly the multitude of vines around the dwarf rear up to begin slamming at her! The vines bounce off her armor, not doing any substantial damage at this point, before settle back into stillness on the ground after the assault.

The remaining xill around the room unleash a fusillade of arrows at the dwarf, only 6 shots landing and only 3 of those managing to do a smidgeon of damage.

Round 2

Melisande
Locke
Eryzule
Brallenera -6
Andor
Tereze
Xill PT
Xill

With arrows all over her body, without too much impact, to the surprise of the xills, the blonde dwarfess look at her foes with mock shock

Awww, ain't no way to welcome a lady.

Brallenera smiles a dangerous smile

Too bad for you I ain't a poor, defenseless lady.

With these words, the barbarian let the rage ravage her soul, and her axe get thirsty for the extraplanar fiends blood

5 Feet step, RAGE! and attack the closest xill (Trait: axe to grind, +1 dmg to foes only threatened by me; Celestial blood for +1d6 dmg to evil extraplanars foes while raging, Chaos totem, lesser +1 to Ac and certain spells (lawful) while raging too; Total AC 23/24 (-2 for Rage, +2 for Shield of Faith, +1 if Lawful)

RAGE Blessed PA: 1d20 + 15 + 2 + 1 - 3 ⇒ (2) + 15 + 2 + 1 - 3 = 17
RAGE PA Trait dmg, Evil extraplanar: 1d10 + 6 + 2 + 1 + 6 + 1d6 ⇒ (4) + 6 + 2 + 1 + 6 + (4) = 23

RAGE Blessed PA: 1d20 + 10 + 2 + 1 - 3 ⇒ (17) + 10 + 2 + 1 - 3 = 27
RAGE PA Trait dmg, Evil extraplanar: 1d10 + 6 + 2 + 1 + 6 + 1d6 ⇒ (7) + 6 + 2 + 1 + 6 + (6) = 28

Well, it seems they just want to wait for us to kill them. Fireball it is.

Melisande waves her hand and a small red bead flies out into the midst of the Xill and explodes into a beautiful flower of embers before burning out in a quick puff of smoke. Fireball in the red pattern on the map. Should hit all the Xill and none of the party.

Fireball - DC 21 Reflex for half: 8d6 ⇒ (3, 2, 4, 1, 2, 4, 5, 5) = 26

I'll probably have to stand between Andor & Melisande for this.

Locke partially descends the stairs and, seeing a lot of Xill, fires a payload at the central one near Brallenera.

Arrow, pbs, true strike: 1d20 + 32 ⇒ (13) + 32 = 45Dmg + fire: 1d8 + 2 + 4d6 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 2 + (1, 6, 6, 4) + 6 = 27

10ft blast radius, exclude allies. Reflex save 18 vs half splash. Hit target is set on fire.

Tereze finishes calling for allies and feels a burning heat rise in response, She points ahead and summons a creature of living flame on the far side of the hold beyond all the Xill. The creature immediately moves to attack the tree.

Summon Medium Fire Elemental AC 17 HP 38
Slam: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10
Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4 + REF 14 or Burn: 1d6 ⇒ 2

Meanwhile, Tereze feels her life slip across the link into Brallenera healing the dwarf of almost all the damage caused by the arrows.
Tereze takes 5 and Brallenera heals 5

Guessing that the creature in the back that was tending the tree is some sort of Druid or mage Tereze focuses her attention on the creature and prepares to counter any sort of magic it may try to cast.
Ready action, Counterspell with Dispel Magic
Dispel Check if needed: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14

Andor is small a halfling now with his reduces person extract.

His displaced form is hard to really see!

"Team, I am going in ! Serang, continue to protect me!" Andor says and the little flying fox nods.

Andor's flying fox starts to defend his master with his bodyguard ability and combat reflexes for the next two attacks!

Aid DC 10 for +2 AC, BAB +7, Str -1: 1d20 + 7 - 1 ⇒ (20) + 7 - 1 = 26
Aid DC 10 for +2 AC, BAB +7, Str -1: 1d20 + 7 - 1 ⇒ (6) + 7 - 1 = 12

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GM, Andor has a protector familiar and the following ability that leads to 50% of damage being shared with his familiar. Shield Master (Su): At 5th level, whenever a protector or its master takes hit point damage, as long as the protector and its master are touching, its master can split the damage evenly between them as if under the effects of shield other. This replaces deliver touch spells and speak with animals of its kind.

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DR5/Piercing due to due to resinous skin - 10/40 used.

Andor moves and attacks the pink Xill with all he has!

Haste attack, Adamantine Rapier +1, bless +1, study target insight +4 , haste +1: 1 + 1d20 + 21 + 1 + 4 ⇒ 1 + (6) + 21 + 1 + 4 = 33
Damage; 15-20/×2, precision +4 : 1d6 + 9 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 9 + 4 = 17

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In case Andor is attacked, he will parry and riposte!

Parry with 1 panache + 1 AoO , size -2 : 1 + 1d20 + 21 + 1 + 4 - 2 ⇒ 1 + (11) + 21 + 1 + 4 - 2 = 36

Riposte as immediate action : 1 + 1d20 + 21 + 1 + 4 ⇒ 1 + (12) + 21 + 1 + 4 = 39
Damage; 15-20/×2, precision +4 : 1d6 + 9 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 9 + 4 = 17

"Whew, glad im on this side." Ery says, comforting himself by a twirl of his grassy hair.
Ery swipes a hand toward the vested Xill, sending magic missiles away!
Tried and True: 3d4 + 3 ⇒ (3, 1, 3) + 3 = 10
SR if needed: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (6) + 10 = 16

Melisande waves her hand and a small red bead flies out into the midst of the Xill and explodes into a beautiful flower of embers before burning out in a quick puff of smoke.

The spell blasts through the xill's magical resistances, damaging them as expected. The vested xill in the back, as well as the taproot of the plant, seem unaffected by the magic. The vines and foiliage about the room burns slightly, but the plant seems to regrow anything that appears damaged almost instantaneously.

Locke partially descends the stairs and, seeing a lot of Xill, fires a payload at the central one near Brallenera.

The attack strikes true, the blast from the bomb attached to the arrow complementing Melisande's fiery magic quite nicely.

Ery swipes a hand toward the vested Xill, sending magic missiles away!

The magical projectiles bounce off the Xill's spell resistance!

With these words, the barbarian let the rage ravage her soul, and her axe get thirsty for the extraplanar fiends blood

Seeing the Green Xill as the most injured, the dwarf deals a fatal blow with her weapon to the creature!

Andor moves and attacks the pink Xill with all he has!

The concealing foilage in the room gets in the way of Andor's attack, the Xill not quite getting the point of his thrust!

Tereze finishes calling for allies and feels a burning heat rise in response, She points ahead and summons a creature of living flame on the far side of the hold beyond all the Xill. The creature immediately moves to attack the tree.

The elemental's slam attack doesn't seem to make a dent in the thick bark of the taproot! The flames from its attack also seem to fail to alight on the plant material, the sparks guttering out shortly after contact.

The vested xill raps the taproot again and continues to point at Brallenera, the foilage around her once again writhing in useless attempts to get past the dwarf's defenses. Tereze gets the sense that the vested xill's actions do not seem magical or spell-like in nature, and saves the use of her dispel magic for later.

The rest of the xill adjust throughout the room, three each attempting to bite both Andor and Brallenera! Andor easily parries the attack made by the orange xill (the others missing entirely), finally dealing a return blow that pierces through the concealing foilage. The brown Xill manages to land a nip on Brallenera, just enough damage getting through the dwarf's defenses to potentially paralyze her! The yellow xill fires two arrows, one somehow managing to strike Brallenera but failing to actually do any damage at all. DC 16 Fort for Brallenera to avoid 1d4 ⇒ 2 hours of paralysis.

Round 3

Melisande
Locke
Eryzule
Brallenera -3, DC 16 Fort Save vs. 2 hours paralysis
Andor
Tereze -5
Xill PT
Xill (R-23, O-53, Y-18, Blu-31, P-26, Br-18, Bla-18)

Raging Fortitude: 1d20 + 12 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 12 + 2 = 31

Alas for the brown Xill, Brallenera is too caught up in her battlerage to feel the paralysis this time.

And she is all in for some swift and bloody retribution...

I don't think we are Hasted, the spell was in discussion but not cast, if my memory serves well, and a fireball was favored

Raging Power attack: 1d20 + 15 + 2 - 3 ⇒ (18) + 15 + 2 - 3 = 32
RAGING PA dmg, evil outsider: 1d10 + 6 + 6 + 1d6 ⇒ (7) + 6 + 6 + (1) = 20

Raging Power attack: 1d20 + 10 + 2 - 3 ⇒ (13) + 10 + 2 - 3 = 22
RAGING PA dmg, evil outsider: 1d10 + 6 + 6 + 1d6 ⇒ (1) + 6 + 6 + (1) = 14

you are hasted. I cast Haste the first round and Fireball the second.

Another fireball on it's way. I can't get all the Xill without including Andor and Brallenera, so I will miss pink and orange. red grid on the map shows the radius.

Seems like that worked, so let's try it again.

SR: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (3) + 14 = 17 Man, another 3 on that? really?!!

Fireball - DC 21 Reflex for half: 8d6 ⇒ (6, 6, 1, 5, 5, 5, 2, 4) = 34

"Alright... Fire it is."
Ery thrusts two fingers forward, streaming forth a scorching rays at the vested Xill.
RTA for Scorching Ray: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9
Spell Penetration: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (11) + 9 = 20
Fire Damage: 4d6 ⇒ (1, 2, 3, 1) = 7

Andor is small like a halfling now with his reduces person extract.

His displaced form is hard to really see!

Andor's flying fox starts to defend his master with his bodyguard ability and combat reflexes for the next two attacks!

Aid DC 10 for +2 AC, BAB +7, Str -1: 1d20 + 7 - 1 ⇒ (3) + 7 - 1 = 9
Aid DC 10 for +2 AC, BAB +7, Str -1: 1d20 + 7 - 1 ⇒ (13) + 7 - 1 = 19

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GM, Andor has a protector familiar and the following ability that leads to 50% of damage being shared with his familiar. Shield Master (Su): At 5th level, whenever a protector or its master takes hit point damage, as long as the protector and its master are touching, its master can split the damage evenly between them as if under the effects of shield other. This replaces deliver touch spells and speak with animals of its kind.

*

DR5/Piercing due to due to resinous skin - 10/40 used.

Andor attacks the pink Xill with all he has.

Should that one fall then he chooses another and has 4 less to and damage as he did not study.

Haste attack, Adamantine Rapier +1, bless +1, study target insight +4 , haste +1: 1 + 1d20 + 21 + 1 + 4 ⇒ 1 + (12) + 21 + 1 + 4 = 39
Damage; 15-20/×2, precision +4 : 1d6 + 9 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 9 + 4 = 18
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Primary attack, Adamantine Rapier +1, bless +1, study target insight +4 , haste +1: 1 + 1d20 + 21 + 1 + 4 ⇒ 1 + (9) + 21 + 1 + 4 = 36
Damage; 15-20/×2, precision +4 : 1d6 + 9 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 9 + 4 = 16
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Secondary attack, Adamantine Rapier +1, bless +1, study target insight +4 , haste +1: -5 + 1 + 1d20 + 21 + 1 + 4 ⇒ -5 + 1 + (6) + 21 + 1 + 4 = 28
Damage; 15-20/×2, precision +4 : 1d6 + 9 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 9 + 4 = 19

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bite secondary attack, bless +1, study target insight +4 , haste +1: 1 + 1d20 + 19 + 1 + 4 ⇒ 1 + (8) + 19 + 1 + 4 = 33
Bite Damage;-20/×2, precision +4 : 1d4 + 8 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 8 + 4 = 15

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In case Andor is attacked, he will parry and riposte!

Parry with 1 panache + 1 AoO , size -2 : 1 + 1d20 + 21 + 1 + 4 - 2 ⇒ 1 + (8) + 21 + 1 + 4 - 2 = 33

Riposte as immediate action : 1 + 1d20 + 21 + 1 + 4 ⇒ 1 + (2) + 21 + 1 + 4 = 29
Damage; 15-20/×2, precision +4 : 1d6 + 9 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 9 + 4 = 16