PbP GameDay 4: PFS #5-08 The Confirmation (Inactive)

Game Master Wilmannator

I think the inspire courage bonus damage specifies weapon damage rolls.

Ah yes the, "is it a ray" question. Has there been an official ruling on it? My general rule is if it takes an ranged touch attack roll, then its a ray, and thus a weapon.

I've seen it ruled both ways. In the absence of an FAQ or clarification on the forums from a developer, I rule in favor of this: If you roll an attack roll for it, it's a weapon for the purposes of Inspire Courage.

Red skeleton rushes down to swipe at Markus with its rusted scimitar, and then grabs for him with its spare claw.

Skeleton scimitar vs Markus: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (11) + 0 = 11
Skeleton claw vs Markus: 1d20 - 3 ⇒ (20) - 3 = 17
Crit confirm: 1d20 - 3 ⇒ (16) - 3 = 13

Claw damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

The sorcerer receives a nasty slash across his face in return for the acid splash earlier.

The purple-clad skeleton follows his compatriot, but finds his own halfling to harry.

Skeleton scimitar vs Brob: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (7) + 0 = 7
Skeleton claw vs Brob: 1d20 - 3 ⇒ (20) - 3 = 17 -- Again?? Wow.
Crit confirm: 1d20 - 3 ⇒ (2) - 3 = -1

Claw damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Brob skips a beat as cold, sharp bones tear at his cheek.

Skeleton scimitar vs Varus: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (10) + 0 = 10
Skeleton claw vs Varus: 1d20 - 3 ⇒ (2) - 3 = -1

The last skeleton with the blue belt doesn't even get close to harming the stalwart warpriest.

Next up: Jillia, Rin, Boris (Round 1), Varus, Brob, Markus (Round 2).

Jillia re-sheathes her sword move action, looking silly for bringing a knife to a skeleton-fight.

Trust in the path!

Tumbling as she moves, Jillia darts around the skeletons' southern flank, fishing out the scrap of barstool that used to be an animated training dummy.

Acrobatics v. Red: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10
Acrobatics -2 v. Purple: 1d20 + 6 - 2 ⇒ (20) + 6 - 2 = 24
Acrobatics -4 v. Blue: 1d20 + 6 - 4 ⇒ (7) + 6 - 4 = 9

Acrobatics to escape draw AoOs, drawing her greatclub during the move.

Boris pushes his way through his companions in Jillia's wake, drawing one of the skeleton's ire. Tossing his scimitar to his left hand, throws in a haymaker, the cestus' studs catching the light as the Ulfen magus bellows "Boris is Shelyn King of Dance! FEELING HER LOOOOOOOOOOVE!!!"

Cestus Love Punch! vs Blue: 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 3 + 1 = 18
Cestus Love Punch! damage: 1d4 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 3 + 1 = 5

Provoking from purple I assume. I went ahead and rolled because I expect not to be dropped down to negative hp, but hey. How do you deal with situations like this? The guides that you asked us to read said to make no assumptions, does it hold true here?

Markus cries out in pain as the sharp claw of the skeleton slices into his face. He steps back into the passageway 5ft step, Lockwood please and extends his left arm towards the skeleton in the centre of the room. As he does, a length of thick green vine whips out from his hand and wraps itself around the skeleton's leg.

Standard Action to use my tanglevine bloodline power. Uses my caster level + Cha mod as CMB to perform a trip maneuver at up to 15ft.

Tanglevine vs CMD + Inspire Courage: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 4 + 1 = 16

Brobdingnagian takes a 5 foot step back, and continues to inspire courage (move action):

And takes a wildly missing potshot at Red (blunt arrow):
Attack: 1d20 + 4 + 1 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 + 1 + 1 - 4 = 12

Boris, without monk levels or other improvements, with an unarmed strike you only do 1d3 damage. 1d3 ⇒ 2 - you get a 1 damage bump!

Red skeleton AoO scimitar vs Jillia: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (10) + 0 = 10
Blue skeleton AoO scimitar vs Jillia: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (1) + 0 = 1

Jillia twists and twirls and she is gone before the skeletons ungainly blows could even land.

Markus quickly steps back and chants, suddenly, vines reach up and pull the purple skeleton's legs out from under it.

Brob proves he is a better singer than archer, as his arrow goes wide.

Meanwhile, Boris the northman ducks underneath the blue skeleton's guard and literally knocks the thing's block off. The skeleton's skull goes sailing through the air to land on the ground some distance away.

Next up: Rin (Round 1), Varus (Round 2).

Varus hops around the entwined skeleton, moving towards the last unhindered opponent.

"Well you seem a little *tied up* at the moment!..." When no one laughs, Varus sighs. "Maybe I should leave the jokes to Brob."

Varus winds up, and takes a swing at the Red skeleton.

Attack, Inspire Courage: 1d20 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 5 + 1 = 10
Damage, Inspire Courage: 1d8 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 4 + 1 = 6

Perhaps disheartened by his poor comedy, Varus swings wide.

Rin drops her crossbow and drawing a wand from her sash, steps forward to interpose between the skeletons and the halfling sorcerer.

Free action:Drop, Move Action:Retrieve Stowed Item, Standard-> Move Action.

"Fal'ghaki Qswhs."

This should mean that Varus has a flank for his round 2 attack.

Lacking intelligence, or any kind of tactical acumen, the purple skeleton stands up to take a better strike at Varus. It drops its scimitar on the way, lashing out with claws alone.

Varus AoO, IC: 1d20 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 5 + 1 = 16
Varus damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

Don't have Rin's attack to hand, but doesn't matter...

Varus smashes the standing skeleton squarely in its spine - as Brob suggested in his song. The skeleton crumples back to the ground, this time in twain.

The red skeleton strikes out at Varus with claw and scimitar, trying to succeed where his fallen comrade failed.

Red skeleton scimitar vs Varus: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (8) + 0 = 8
Red skeleton claw vs Varus: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (13) - 2 = 11

Varus doesn't even need his armor to avoid the undead creature's clumsy blows. If he had an oesophagus, the remaining skeleton might gulp as the six competent companions turn their sole attention upon him.

Next up: Jillia, Rin, Boris (Round 2), Varus, Brob, Markus (Round 3).

A bit of under-her-breath halfling profanity escapes Jillia's lips as she finds herself looping around the skeletons again.

Acrobatics again: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26 Move Action

I'm going to get at least one good swing in this combat.

"Hah!" she shouts, baseball-swinging her greatclub.

Greatclub, Power Attack, Flank, Inspire Courage: 1d20 + 3 - 1 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 3 - 1 + 2 + 1 = 10 Standard Action

Damage, Power Attack, Inspire: 1d8 + 1 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 + 3 + 1 = 9

Dropping inspire courage

Brob pulls out his vial of Holy Water he got from Janira, and flings it at the remaining skeleton
Holy Water! vs Touch AC: 1d20 + 4 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 + 1 - 4 = 12
Damage!: 2d4 ⇒ (3, 4) = 7

Probably overkill, but moving things along ;)

Brob and Jillia both miss their target... the red skeleton just grins (like he's got a choice).

Rin and Boris still get inspire courage, since Brob technically acts in round 3.

Edit: My bad! Was looking at the wrong AC (flat ft, not touch).

Brob's holy water finds the skeleton's femur and sprays all over its lower portion. The old bones dissolve under the power of the liquid and the thing flops to the floor, very still.

I may not be able to post tonight. Will try for an early morning post tomorrow. Post your "mop up" actions.

I have got to get a bottle of that stuff.

Jillia recollects herself, re-stows her weapons, offers a high-five to Varus, and takes a look around the carnage.

Brobdingnagian winces at the wound he received. Not too deep, but that could have been a lot worse... He remarks, "I think I kind of liked wolves more" before he starts to survey the remains, including a Detect Magic.

Knowledge Religion: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13 Seeing if I know anything about Gillmen funeral rites. Apparently not

Not that it matters, but I was under the impression that when you were armed with a cestus you were considered armed (and thus not using an unarmed strike) and that you dealt 1d4 + Str mod damage?

Boris studies his right hand. Cestus is on other hand Boris. Other hand. Stop punching the undead. Turning to Rin, he asks:

"Khr'ghah tmr'drothu chtk'alyyth?"

My claws as a melee weapon is the primary entry under my melee stat block? They are a +0/+0 for 1d4-1 Slashing

Panting a bit, as the last of the undead fall and the adrenaline fades from her system...

"Ghiwk... so. It doesn't seem to last very long when it happens. I..."

Rin grasps for a word, walking over to Markus, her white holly wand in hand.

"nlkgh fr'gha"

Cure Light Wounds: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

"I don't really think about it. I mean... I don't even really think about what language it is I am speaking. It's like being without words. There's ideas, there's like need... but I don't have words for them, but they just come in and come spewing from my tongue."

Rin looks to Boris.

Bluff to Hide Emotions, -4 circumstance: 1d20 + 10 - 4 ⇒ (1) + 10 - 4 = 7
Oh yeah look at those dice, just dying for good story telling!

She takes a quick breath in through her nose. She approaches Brob and again channels her wand.

Cure Light Wounds: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

"You said that tongue it is a language where you are from?"

The skeleton's dissolving bones give off an unholy stench that adds to the foetid atmosphere in the cave. Markus raises a hand to his face, and his fingers come away tacky with blood. My first real wound, he thinks. Maybe it'll scar so I can tell the story of how I got it on my first expedition!

Rin's magic washes over Markus, and he feels a warm tingling sensation in his face as his wounds close.

"Thanks Rin," he says, about to engage her in conversation, but she moves on quickly and seems engaged in a discussion with Boris. Markus turns to Brob, seeing him begin to search the cave for mystical auras.

"Shall I give you a hand, Brob? If we take half the cave each we can get out of here before this gods-awful stink starts to seep into our clothes?"

Markus mutters "Odhalit," and his eyes turn green as he reaches out with his magical sight. Detect magic to search the cave and passageway.

Not that it matters, but I was under the impression that when you were armed with a cestus you were considered armed (and thus not using an unarmed strike) and that you dealt 1d4 + Str mod damage?

My bad, I was unfamiliar with the weapon. I thought "Cestus Love Punch" was some reference that I wasn't getting also. As you say, though, didn't matter. Sorry about that!

Rin: I wasn't sure what your mod was for a single claw attack. Since Varus's attack downed the thing, I didn't look too hard... but would have gone through BAB + str from your primary stat block to figure it out if Varus didn't succeed.

Brob cannot figure anything out about gillman funeral rites, but he's fairly certain that Uori would know quite a bit. Meanwhile, Markus searches the room for stuff - especially magic stuff. On the dhampir's ripe corpse, he finds a beautifully smooth and quite large pearl and an amulet carved into the shape of a spider grasping a shield. Both glow with magical light.

Markus spellcraft (pearl): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10
Markus spellcraft (amulet): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20

Markus figures out that the amulet is an amulet of natural armor +1, but can't quite work out what the pearl is for. Brob and Rin step in to help.

Brob spellcraft (pearl): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8
Rin spellcraft (pearl): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16

Rin identifies the pearl as a pearl of power capable of holding a first level spell

Also on the dhampir, the companions find a journal detailing his plans to make an undead army from the "fish people" who frequent the caves. He ambushed them as they bathed in the waters with his existing undead, and then animated their corpses.

Markus continues to look around and notices a passageway concealed behind the thicket of twigs and other discarded stuff in the north of the room. It winds its way around and to the east.

You can go back to Uori, or explore the tunnel. I'll go with the choice made by the first two to post, or the majority depending upon when I get a chance to move it along.

Knowledge (Religion): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7

"I don't know about the rest of you, but I am not familiar with Gillmen customs. Should we inquire with Uori as to how best send their spirits on?"

Some may think it a waste of time, but I hope their spirits will find rest.

Varus waits by the entrance they came in, hoping the others will return to Uori.

"He would know better than any of us, I imagine!"

Jillia happily follows Varus back towards Uori.

Don't forget to check back this way.

"Geez, this place was kinda a Gillmen death-trap. Glad we stumbled into it, as much as it hurt. Hopefully Uori will know what to do with the remains... so we can get back to exploring the caves!"

Brobdingnagian's insatiable curiosity makes him wonder what the other tunnels are hiding, though a side-trip wouldn't hurt.

The companions make their way back to Uori, who smiles when he sees their return. Having no sense of hearing, he did not hear the mighty yells nor the battle poems that were echoing through the cavern as he prayed.

"Back so soon?" he asks with a mild sense of surprise and a smile, "I trust your endeavor was fruitful. You seem to want something, can I help you in some way?"

"We found out the source of the stench, but I don't think you'll like the answer," Jillia says, handing Uori the notes. "We figured you would want to know."

The right words are hard to come by.

"Yes...?" Uori asks, his curiosity piqued.

Back in the cave

Pulling the amulet from the dhampir's corpse, Markus holds it up to show his colleagues.

"This amulet is protective, it seems to harden the skin to ward against blows. Does anyone want to put it on?"

He suddenly notices a breeze blow past his legs and through a pile of twigs against the cave wall. Moving over, he pulls away some of the debris to reveal a hidden passageway.

"Hey, there's a secret tunnel over here!" Marlus exclaims excitedly, but the other initiates are already heading back towards the central room to talk to Uori. "Never mind," he says dejectedly to himself, "we'll come back."

"There were a whole bunch of skeletons. With gills. Well, they didn't have gills anymore. Gillman skeletons. I'm really no good at talking. We figured you'd want to know since they might have been other people who made this pilgrimage," Jillia blurts out with little pause.

I'm no good at this. How do you tell someone 'a bunch of your friends died' without sounding like a total fool?

"What she is trying to say is that your fellows have ventured on past the boneyard. I am sorry for your loss. Rest assured that their souls are at rest in the great beyond."

...that is what ever rest there might be in the dark beyond...

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

Though Rin's words seem true, a look of doubt shadows her face, undermining her message.

Travelling back along the way they came, Boris saddles up to Rin: "Ye... Well... Is language. Boris has to learned scream-speak is called the Aklo by the Taldane teachers. Is speaked by the things that should not to be. Boris is sort of learned by osmosis; Ottajia sielujen speaked only that. At first only pick up the bad words, but when is child you is to pick up lots."

Sense motive Time!!! vs Rin: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 1 = 10

Boris scratches his beard thoughtfully, entering the main chamber last. Should to talk Rin later, when fish-smell man no here "Speaking of the pick ups, Boris is not as protected as he liked. Can is to wear the amulet? Boris not needing the potion if so; is fair."

Brobdingnagian looks downcast at the gillman, "I'm sorry, it appears that the pilgrimage has been more dangerous to your kind than expected. We destroyed their unlife, but we weren't sure what the proper method of bringing their remains to rest are for your people..."

Markus has little to add to the tale of the sad demise of Uori's kinsmen, wary of sounding uncomfortable like Jillia.

I hope this isn't something I'd have to do often as a Pathfinder, I'm not even sure how I'd learn to do it.

Jillia smiles awkwardly, at a loss for words.

What's the silver lining to all of this?

A few seconds later, Jillia timidly offers, "small miracles are still miracles, right? Whatever caused all of the gillman skeletons to attack is taken care of, at least," she adds, grasping at owrds in the hopes that something she says will make things less uncomfortable.

She nervously glances to Uori, then to her compatriots for any sort of approval, reprieve, reaction, anything.

This is harder than dismantling a dummy ever could be.

Despite her obvious discomfort, Jillia seems to be trying to comfort Uori. Markus nods at her, smiling encouragingly at her words.

It's even clearer now that Jillia is braver than me. I don't think I'd be able to say anything of any use, but she's trying so hard to cast a good light on things. She's going to be a credit to the Society.

"Please friend, if there is anything we can do to assist you with this, do not hesitate to ask. I know of loss, and am willing to help share this burden with you." Varus says to Uori.

I know my companions share my sentiment, I just hope we can communicate it to Uori properly.

After everyone finishes giving Uori their condolences, Varus prepares to return to the secret passage Markus was able to spot.

Uori's eyes tear up as he hears the tale of his kinsmen, "Thank you - all of you - for putting my fellows to rest. Some never returned, but I never imagined such an undignified fate awaited them. I still have my own pilgrimage to complete, but if you can help me get their corpses back to the sea tomorrow, it would be much appreciated. We prefer to be returned to the waters during our funerary rites."

The holy gillman is most appreciative for what the Pathfinders have done and what they offer to do, but eventually must return to the rituals that brought him hear for what, judging by his age, may well be his last journey to the cave.

Curious about where the passage leads, the Pathfinders double back to the cave of the dhampir and move through the secret tunnel. The rot of the cave is still hard on the nostrils, but the unearthly stench is definitely dulling - as though whatever fell magic that animated the skeletons was also causing the scent of decay to be magnified somehow.

It appears this tunnel is going ever upwards, perhaps even higher than the original entrance to the cave. When the Pathfinders estimate they must be getting close to some kind of exit by now, they hear Janira's voice in the distance:

"As the legendary Gregaro Voth successfully battled the wild beasts in the deepest reaches of the Mwangi Expanse, so shall I defeat you, foul servant of Lamashtu!”

Spurred on by her brave resolve, the Pathfinders push on until they come to light at the end of this particular tunnel.

The soft glow of the moonlit surface world above provides a welcome reprieve from the blue and green fungus of the caverns below, and light illuminates a stream whose water is hastened by runoff from a recent storm further up the mountains. A ledge to the west rises up to the nearby forest canopy.

Below the Pathfinders stretches a large clearing (now on the tactical). They realize that they have come out the back of the cave system and stand once more at the base of the Kortos Mounts. The full moon shines strongly above, and dimly illuminates the treeless clearing.

Contrary to her usual cheery self, Janira looks absolutely exhausted. Blood stains the shoulder of her tunic where she has been gored, and a vivid wound on her cheek seeps fresh blood that runs down her neck. Despite her dire condition, she cries, “You vile beast! I know not what drives your black heart, but I shall not fail in my duty. I shall see you driven from this forest, back to the hills from whence you came!”

Terrain rules and conditions:

Dim light. 20% miss chance due to concealment, unless you have special senses or light sources..

The darker green "splats" on the map represent light undergrowth, and count as difficult terrain.

The stream is about 10 feet wide and 5 feet deep in this area, and the water moves downstream from east to west at 30 feet per round. This is equivalent to rough water, and requires a DC 15 Swim check to navigate. A Large creature can walk through the water as though it were difficult terrain with a successful DC 12 Strength check. On a failed Strength check, such a creature is checked and unable to move farther that turn.

A 3-foot-diameter tree truck spans the width of the river, creating an impromptu bridge. The trunk is slippery from the splashing water, and crossing it at half speed requires a successful DC 7 Acrobatics check, during which time the creature is treated as flatfooted for moving on a narrow surface. If the creature fails this check, it falls into the water unless it succeeds at a DC 13 Reflex save, in which case it lands prone on the trunk instead.

Next up: Brob, Rin, Markus, Boris, Jillia.

"Foul servant of Lamashtu", eh? That's pretty good, but it'll never rhyme...

Brobdingnagian, emerging out of the cave and taking in Janira's state, without hesitation makes a bold (if potentially foolhardy) jaunt forward and starts shouting across the clearing:

"Come at me you giant cow,
Come over here and fight me now!
Show me you're than just some perversion of Lamashtu!
Or remember that this day that you ran like Hells away
From a halfling half your size that has out-manned you!"

Activating Inspire Courage

"Janira!" Markus shouts. We're on our way!

Brob's song rings out around the clearing, and it spurs Markus on toward the minotaur, sprinting to get into range where he can bring his magic to bear.

Double move to the square in front of Brob (Lockwood please)

Boris drinks the potion of barkskin, shouting: "Someone to tanglefoot minotaur, help Jani getting away!"

Move to retrieve the potion, standard to chug it, swift to enhance my weapon with a +1 enhancement bonus, 5-ft step forwards because I can, and I'll take a minor to hope the minotaur doesn't crit Janira.

"Why don't you pick on someone else my own size?" Jillia calls to the minotaur. "Foul servant of Lamashtu!" she tacks on, following everyone else's lead, closing distance.

Swift Action: Challenge v. Minotaur
Standard Action: Use tactician to grant everyone (except Janira) Coordinated Manuevers feat for 3 rounds.
Move Action: 30 feet south (1 left, 6 down) Lockwood, Please.

Rin dashes forward heedless of her own safety.

I'd like to attempt a run action past the underbrush and try to leap the river. I've drawn a line on the tactical map indicating my desired movement. If the gravel or the grass prevents the run action, then I will move along that line for 12 squares.

Acrobatics. DC 12: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 2 = 20

Rin jumps across the creek bellowing in some alien tongue.

"Lrgh'tha kwqisk Jukght'hfht!."

Not sure when I'll get a chance to post after this, but my turn will be the same regardless of what happens:

@Rin: Running is fine for that - well done on choosing a great path!

Janira's face brightens as the Pathfinders join the fray. 'Now friends! Now is the time to strike!"

The minotaur, despite only understanding Giant-tongue, seems to take this as its cue. With other enemies closing in, it puts everything it has into finishing off the one standing before it. The big creature swings its cracked and splintered greataxe (which seems in much poorer repair than earlier) and lashes out with its horns at Janira.

Minotaur broken greataxe #1 vs Janira, power attack: 1d20 + 7 - 2 ⇒ (5) + 7 - 2 = 10
Minotaur broken greataxe #2 vs Janira, power attack: 1d20 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 - 2 = 14
Minotaur gore vs Janira, power attack: 1d20 + 4 - 2 ⇒ (20) + 4 - 2 = 22
Minotaur gore crit confirm: 1d20 + 4 - 2 ⇒ (1) + 4 - 2 = 3

Gore damage, power attack: 1d6 + 2 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 2 + 4 = 12

The Minotaur cannot land a blow with its greataxe, but leans in very low to hit Janira with its spiky head. Janira hits the ground, as she finds out what happens when you mess with the horns. Two distressingly large circular wounds are left behind on her lower torso.

Janira stabilize, DC 10 Con check: 1d20 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (16) + 1 - 4 = 13

Luckily, the experienced halfling Pathfinder doesn't appear to be in immediate need of medical assistance. Rin perhaps rethinks her hasty advance as the evil creature turns its burning red gaze upon her.

Varus calls upon the blessings of Milani and advances alongside his fellows.

@Varus: Lockwood complete.

Next up: Varus (Round 1), Brob, Rin, Markus, Boris, Jillia (Round 2).

Gotta buy them more time to get closer...

Brobdingnagian continues his mockery of the minotaur:

"I'll bet you tell me too
That your favorite word is 'Moo'
And the zoo is where you go on dates with other cattle
Or perhaps you're a gelded steer
Which from here it would appear
You should go back to chewing cud and leave this battle"

Another round of Inspire Courage

Rin steps backward from the minotaur's reach, trying to use the underbrush to cover her movements, or at least slow the giant down.

at least he won't get to charge me...

She raises her left hand toward the minotaur's large skull, twisting it into a fist as the darkness which swirls around her body expands like tendrils in the night's dim starlight.

"Flgghs thccg'lu jg tssk!"

Rin activates her Gift of Madness ability. DC 15 Will negates.

Eep I hope this works...

@All: Please link to the abilities you use, or summarize the effects (even if they are on your profile). I'm fine for this one, just next time.

Minotaur will save: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20

The minotaur can understand neither Brobdingnagian's taunts nor Rin's spellcasting. A look of confusion does cross his face, but it is not as profound as Rin would have hoped. The minotaur simply snorts and prepares to make her regret whatever it was she tried to do.

Next up: Markus, Boris, Jillia (Round 2).

The sight of Janira falling and the minotaur turning towards Rin spurs Markus into action. He changes direction, running toward the fallen log to try and divert the creature's attention from Rin. "Hey cow breath, over here!" he shouts, feeling braver than ever before.

Double move to the square to the right of the log on this side of the bank (Lockwood please).

Jillia runs to the riverbank, drawing a shortbow, and fires, hoping to draw it's attention.

Move action: 25 ft to current location, drawing bow.
Standard Action: Fire!

Longbow, Inspired!: 1d20 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 5 + 1 = 11
Now's as good a time as any- -GM Star ReRoll!
Longbow, Inspired, Starred!: 1d20 + 5 + 1 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 5 + 1 + 4 = 14 Of course.
Longbow Damage, also Inspired!: 1d6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 + 1 = 8

"Alright beefsteak, we'll see who's taller when I cut you down."

Boris marches towards the riverbank, banging his fist upon his chest as he roars in Aklo, fixing the minotaur:

"Ka'arna tgall'aka t'chernoumkrst! Star'grath o'och gasktrr'ck nyk gu'uhr ka'ah'nik tchvak! Rin l'mnto'ofruh'un"

Intimidate check!!!!: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15

Move: 30 ft forward, Standard: Intimidate check to demoralise the minotaur/bring him my way.

Sorry, intimidate fails. Note that you get a -4 on the check because the minotaur is larger than you.

As Markus advances, Jillia tries all she can to fire a shot off at the minotaur. The arrow goes wide, and Boris's shouting does not deter the beast. It advances on Rin from the south, but cannot get enough clear space to charge. Rin can feel its hot, moist breath as towers over her, sniffing and snorting. -- Double move.

Next up: Varus (Round 2), Brob, Rin, Markus, Boris, Jillia (Round 3).