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

Game Master Wilmannator

Lissa smiles and bows her head slightly toward the dwarf in greeting, "I don't know Jillia, he did do something that none of us did: beat that dummy silly. Besides, let the man rest a little. He did rush here from the Coins." And with that, Lissa digs into her breakfast...

Then Semagoro adds his two copper about the course. Instantly, Lissa has to cover her mouth to stop herself from spraying her food across the rest of the entourage. After a moment of coughing, she starts laughing.

"Ok, ok," she finally chokes out with a grin on her face, "That was perfect, Semagoro. Good timing there." After a couple more moments to recover, she returns to her food, eating quickly to avoid that happening again.

As she devours her meal, she watches Kajar's run. "And now Jillia, with the way Desna's whim has been here, Grimn will likely trip on his own helmet for half the course now."

As more and more people file in and riddles continue to fly about it's that Nella can do to keep track of everything, spinning around and around in her attempt to watch everything that's happening.

"Ugh...getting dizzy," she mutters, taking a seat on her stool once more. "By the way, I agree with Lissa - excellent description of the obstacle course, Semagoro" she grins. "And you," she turns her attention to Boris, "I think that was the best description of Zey that I've heard yet! Maybe I could try setting him up with my aunt...that'd either loosen him up or kill him, one of the two," she snickers. "Calistria worshiper," she adds by way of explanation.

As Kajar makes the second perfect run of the obstacle course, the priestess applauds as the half-orc takes a bow. "Well done!"

Hmm, good point, does Grimn have enough energy after the marathon run from district to another district? Let's find out!

Grimn nods at people introducing themselves and replies to Lissa "Hah... I do have had 'lucky' day so far.. But if everyone else has suffered through it, it is only right I should have my part in it too."

Grimn steps towards the course and...

Constitution check: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10

I don't know the result of the above check yet, but assuming Grimn doesn't pass out right away (or if he does and hobbles towards the course anyway), here is the check for first obstacle xD Let's see if his con holds up!

The Cunningly Placed Bar Stool

Climb check: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

Oops, forgot armor check penalty xD So the result is actually 2 for climb check :'D Nice fail

The burly looking half-orc makes a perfect run at the obstacle course, and applause breaks out among the growing crowd of onlookers which is barely loud enough to stifle the laughing at Boris' joke.

"You're not wrong Boris, I don't think there's anyone stiffer in Absalom than Master Zey!"

Sitting down with the rest of the hopefuls, Markus helps himself to a plate of eggs and bacon. He tucks into his third breakfast as Grimn starts the obstacle course. I'm not sure how this is going to go, he thinks, based on his 'stealthy' approach.

"Go on Grimn, we're all behind y - ooh, that looked painful!" shouts Markus as Grimn hurls himself at the bar stool and falls over it in a clatter of armour.

Remember all of the hints. There's gotta be a solution.

Jillia finishes scratching out her riddle notes, which are nearly to the point where writing anything else would require white ink over the nearly illegible smears of black ink.

"Trust in the path," she says to herself, tossing a copper piece in the air.

"Janira! I figured it out," she calls, delivering her answer, nervous smile on her face. Under her breath, she tacks on "I think."

She sits back down where she can get a good view of any obstacle course challengers.

The way this is going, maybe the Aspis dummy should get a field commission.

" Oof! Well, that's not a hopeful start," Lissa exclaims as she winces in sympathy. After a brief moment, she whispers, "Great Dreamer, please show some mercy to this state of affairs."

Beaming at the opportunity to discuss his patron, Varus excitedly turns to to Boris.

"Oh, you aren't familiar with the Everbloom? Milani is the most amazing goddess! She is the patron of all those struggling against tyranny! She will help any just rebellion fight their unjust oppressors! And as the sister of Iomedae, they often help each other be an even greater force for good!"

Varus blinks, realizing he had forgotten to breathe during his entire oration. Laughing, he puts his hand on Boris' shoulder, "And her dental hygiene is immaculate."

Realizing he has been talking too much, he says "Oh, I have a riddle for everyone, though it is a bit easy:
I have forests, but no trees; rivers, but no water; mountains, but no rocks. What am I?"

"A map!" shouts the excited half-orc, energized by the eclectic buzz of the tavern.

"I like you Varus, though you talk a lot. There were many like you on the road from Belkzen, with a kind word and warm broth for us refugees. But you speak less of war than the paladins of Saranrae, and more of change- this is a conflict I understand. Should we be chosen, my axes will guard your faith."

Janira passes Jillia's paper back to her with the notes.

Janira shrugs and smiles at Jillia.

"Hey... guys... can you hear something happening outside?" a worried look crosses Janira's face as she glances towards the door of the Wounded Wisp. Very strange creaking noises can be heard, followed by a....

*smack*

*smack*

*smack*

Just a touch of foreboding there, more tomorrow.

Nella cocks her head to one side and listens to the strange sounds coming from outside. "That's odd. Think it might the training dummy's friends come to join the fun? Maybe the rest of them want a chance to get in on the thrashing of new initiates?" she jokes, hoping to lighten the mood somewhat.

Perform: Comedy (Untrained): 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 2 = 20

"Haha, we'd be prize fighters against a gang of straw golems, for sure!"

Actualroll: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14 Perception check to see if there's actual strawmen threatening the tavern.

@ Damo IV, reconciled dice roll, I get it now.

Lissa groans at the idea of a horde of killer combat dummies. "If this starts to go the route of a bad campfire story, I'm drowning something." And with that, she stalks off to the doorway of the tavern.

Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16 For what the heck is going on out there

The sheer number of simultaneous conversations make it hard for Boris to focus on any one conversation in particular; but while it is makes him look slightly confused, it is, perhaps a blessing in disguise for a man with definite gaps in his social skill palette.

He nods at the sturdily built Varisian woman (Lissa) , saying "Boris is hopes you no like Aunt; is bad thing wish for one who is love." as he winces at the thought. "You is Varisia woman? Boris is can ask questions? Boris not know and hear lots from not Varisia people, not sure what is."

He turns back to Varus, head nodding as he absorbs what the holy man has said. "Is good god then. Boris like. Is bad that new gods is not go very deep in Darklands. Many peoples there needing good gods. Or better gods." He pauses, and absent-mindedely picks up his second cup of coffee, a more somber smile now on his lips. Один день.

The noise from the street suddenly reached his ears. "Mitä todellinen vitun helvetti on se tällä kertaa? Sain täällä!"

Huh, more dwarves? .-. Also, nice, you noticed I used Finnish for that xD

Grimn has been laying on the floor thinking about what led his life up to this point. When he realizes everyone is suddenly listening sounds from outside he stands up and asks "Huh? Did someone knock out the dummy?"

Semagoro laughs far too hard at Nella's joke than he was expecting, and attempts to contain himself:

His genuine laugh is more snakelike than human, though he has learned to deal with it... usually.

"Ss-ha ss-ha ss-ha! Fair Nella, your expresssion was just too much for me! Oh goodnesss graciouss..."

He regains his composure, a bit, and makes his way to get a better vantage point: "While true that the dummy is more than a match for us one on one, in pitched combat it would fall faster than a..."

"ఒక హాబిట్లో కు పాన్కేక్లు యొక్క స్టాక్?"

"...well, yess," Semagoro remarks amusedly, glancing at Markus eating his third breakfast, "but you have to learn some tact, Aria. In any case, what's going on out there?"

Perception: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 1 = 12

Luthor sits at his table enjoying his second coffee of the day.

It's nice to have the company of so many people in the same situation as me

His daydreaming is interrupted by Janira and the loud banging from outside.

"That's too loud for this time of the morning. Who... or what... is making all that noise!"

He listens hard to see if the noise continues.

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21

The sound is, as it seemed at first, identical to the smacking of the Aspis dummy following Grimn's disastrous arrival.

Shuo and Varus are first on the scene, and they see the strange wooden dummy hobbling towards them, its long arms outstretched (it looks like it would have reach, despite its size). Each smacks into the ground in turn as though challenging the Pathfinders directly, calling them out in its own way.

"Umm... this isn't part of the test! Look out initiates!" cries Janira from within the tavern.

Tactical Map Here

No surprise round for simplicity. Move your own tokens on the map or ask me to do it for you if you can't adjust it on your device. If there is some artwork on a given square, assume you can't move through it without jumping up on it first. If you are in a building, exit from any side. We'll assume that it's all just part of the frontage of the Wisp and that you are under the eaves.

See the discussion thread for more (soon).

Next up: Shuo, Varus.

Seeing the Aspis Dummy approaching his new friends, Varus moves forward and prepares to fight.

"I do not know what is controlling you now, but you will not harm my companions!"

Varus maneuvers around the barrels in front of him, then casts Divine Favor giving him a +2 luck bonus to attack and damage because of his Fate's Favored trait.

"Sounds like the time my brother blunted his axe against that darkwood last year," says Markus around a mouthful of bacon as the loud noise picks up outside. "What is that?"

Markus stands up to get a better view of the yard, expecting to see another hapless initiate being pummelled by the Aspis training dummy, but instead sees it flailing its arms around, seemingly out of control.

"Storm and salt!" he exclaims, breakfast forgotten for now

Shuo, that had drew his hunting bow as soon as he heard the menacing noise outside, runs towards the fountain looking for a strategic point to shoot the dummie.

"Valashmai no howaitotaigā no idaina seishin wa, anata no densetsu-tekina supīdo de watashitachi o tataemasu." Shuo uses his hunter ability, Animal Focus (Tiger) (swift action) on him and on Fei.

Shuo shots the dummie with his short bow.

Attack, animal focus: 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 3 + 1 = 15
damage: 1d6 ⇒ 2

"Fei wa, chōsei suru koto ga, watashi wa anata no tasuke ga hitsuyō ni narimasu."

Handle Animal: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (4) + 9 = 13

Fei delays her action to Aid the next melee ally to attack the dummie.

I am assuming that animal companions share our initiative rolls.

I can see the map just fine. It looks good :)

"I thought something was up with that dummy!" exclaims Luthor.

"There was no way a spinning dummy should have hit so many capable pathfinder recruits so easily!"

He draws his scimitar and says a brief prayer to Sanenrae under his breath.

"Dawnflower, may your light guide my blade!"

I can see the map as well, I like it! And at this point it's just fitting that I'm last in initiative, paralyzed by fear for our mortal enemy!

Semagoro looks on at the menacing dummy aghast, before snapping back to reality: "Just as I suspected, you were alive! But," Semagoro looks towards his companions, a nervous tinge to his voice "does anyone know what sort of magic could have caused this wily thing to act like this?"

Perhaps the work of an enemy conjuror, or some sprite that has lost its way? Shelyn's grace, don't fail us now...

I make animal companions share initiative unless you request otherwise. Just makes it so much easier over PbP. Also, looks like it's time for a "readied action primer". I'll get that in on discussion soonish. I've added a "fei" to the map. Feel free to add your own, Shuo.

Varus advances, and with a quick chant and a twirl of his fingers his blade will be guided by divinity when he chooses to strike.

Shuo is less circumspect and simply fires off a shot at the dummy. The arrow bounces off its hard wooden form, however, not even scratching the surface. Meanwhile, Fei flits around and waits for an ally to flank with.

The Aspis Dummy closes on Varus and lashes out with both 'fists'.

Aspis Dummy slam vs Varus: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13
Aspis Dummy slam vs Varus: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

Unlike when it was an inanimate object, Varus is easily able to sidestep the blows. Perhaps all he needed was a real opponent before he reacted appropriately.

Next up: Lissa, Kiril, Nella, Luthor, Kajar, Markus, Boris, Jillia, Semagoro (Round 1), Shuo, Varus (Round 2).

Boris begins chanting, as static builds across his hands. "Гром и кости , освещение парад камень !"

He steps up quickly, drawing the thing's ire, and goes to grab it.

Casting Shocking Grasp. Moving up and provoking AoO.

Touch Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (20) + 3 = 231d6 ⇒ 1

Edit: holy **** I crit. Rolling additional d6, unless it is immune to criticals, in which case, feel free to ignore it.

Critical Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 5

So I can see the map, and apparently I can delete myself from the map, but that's about it from my iPad. If I could be reinstated to the map following my move below I'd be very grateful.

The dummy whirls maliciously at Varus, who seems to shrug off its blows. Markus steps around the barrels ahead of him Move action to move 20ft around the barrels, ending in the square directly west of them stretching out his right hand as he goes. A ball of brown sap, spitting and hissing, coalesces above his outstretched palm as he calls out in Halfling. Standard action to cast acid splash He flings the ball of acid at the dummy, hoping to slip it past his fellow initiates.

"Rozpustit!"

Ranged touch attack into melee: 1d20 + 3 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (10) + 3 + 1 - 4 = 10
Damage: 1d3 ⇒ 2

"Comrades, let's show this thing what Pathfinders can do!"

Varus 5ft steps up, draws his morningstar, and takes a swing at the dummy that made a fool of him earlier.

Milani, guide my strike!

Attack: 1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 5 + 2 = 19

Damage: 1d8 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 4 + 2 = 12

"Right," Lissa grumbles, as water starts to drip off of her hands, "Drowning it is." And with that, she slips around a near-by water trough, and behind Varus. After a moment of focus, she performs a quick gesture with one hand and draws a roiling mass of water seemingly from nowhere. With a flick of her wrist, the water lines up with the dummy, and a wave of water bursts from one side of the mass, intent on blasting into the dummy.

Kinetic Blast, point blank: 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 3 + 1 = 11
Kinetic Blast damage, point blank: 1d6 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 4 + 1 = 7

Edit: Oh, that's bludgeoning and magical, if it matters.

Luthor takes a moment to focus some of his arcane energy in to his weapon. Arcane Strike - swift action

He moves in to engage the strange animated dummy, striking at it with his empowered scimitar.

"By Sarenrae's light, you shall not get past us!"

Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

Damage: 1d6 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 3 + 1 = 6

Too keen there Luthor! Maybe next time

dice=Touch Attack, 1d20 + 3; 1d6

Edit: holy **** I crit. Rolling additional d6, unless it is immune to criticals, in which case, feel free to ignore it.

New to Pathfinder and d20? You gotta confirm your crits! In future, if you crit, edit your post and put in the confirmation roll. I'll do it for you this time, though.

Boris Touch Attack, crit confirm: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7 -- Fails to confirm.

Constructs, by the way, are also no longer immune to crits. One of a few changes between 3rd Ed and Pathfinder.

Boris touches the Aspis consortium dummy, and electricity courses up and down it. Other than a few minor scorch marks, however, it hardly looks damaged at all.

Sorry, hardness - unlike damage reduction - applies to energy attacks.

So I can see the map, and apparently I can delete myself from the map, but that's about it! If I could be reinstated to the map I'd be very grateful.

Fixed. No trouble at all. Try "undo" next time. Very helpful. ;-)

Varus approaches, and with his god by his side, he smashes the lurching dummy with his mighty morningstar. Chips of wood are sent flying.

Lissa cannot continue the momentum, however, and her blast of kinetic energy misses the mark. Luthor, similarly, misses the dummy with a scimitar crackling with arcane energies.

Next up: Kiril, Nella, Kajar, Markus, Jillia, Semagoro (Round 1), Shuo (Round 2).

'Trust in your luck and your friends,' so says the Turn. 'And don't get left behind!'

With a smile that hints more at assurance than happiness, Jillia is off her stool and dashes in to engage the dummy.

Marcos Farabellus's teachings echo in her mind, 'The only safe spot is where the blade currently is. It won't be there by the time you are.'

She (double-moving) cartwheels in, looking to avoid the whirling attacks, drawing her shortsword along the way, finishing her motion in a spot behind the dummy.

Acrobatics to avoid AoO: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21

"It's outnumbered. Keep on it, guys," she cheers.

Seeing that his shot not even dented the dummie, shuo changes his strategy: He draws his father’s katana, and, after some whispered words and a couple of gestures, slides his hand across the blade. Shuo casts Lead Blades.

Lets see how you stand against a might katana of Tian Xia!

"Meiyo no chichi wa, watashi ni anata no chikara o kashite kudasai!"

"Fei wa, futatabi, watashitachi no yūjin o tasukemasu."

"Honored friends, Fei will distract it, so you have a better chance to hit it!"

I took my action when I edited my post, just wanted to check it has been seen. It's probably failed, but I don't want to hold anything up.

I think I Lockwooded you to the space you wanted to be in, Marcus.

I think I Lockwooded you to the space you wanted to be in, Marcus.

So you did. Many thanks. I'll remember to ask for the Lockwood next time.

"You have already caused enough harm, unruly claptrap, prepare yourself!"

Semagoro runs to Boris' side, "Fellow, I appreciate your efforts, but allow me to slice through," and with elegant form brings his glaive down upon the fiendish contraption! The glaive has 10ft. reach, so I can actually hit clean from here.

Glaive chop, buckler penalty: 1d20 + 4 - 1 ⇒ (18) + 4 - 1 = 21
Damage: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

I truly hope I'm not simply making it angrier...

Meanwhile, Aria has taken flight just above Semagoro's head. She tweets out occasional words of support, and takes a keen interest in the ongoing combat.

Aria will almost always stay close by, but out of combat. She's got her social skills, and will only physically intervene in life or death situations.

*Edit* First roll and all, I forgot to add the 1.5 Str modifier for wielding a two handed weapon which gives me +1 damage. Fixed that!

Readied action, Fei: when an ally makes a melee attack against the dummie: ** spoiler omitted **

Sorry, Fei, but you can only ready a standard action, not a full round. Do you mean to delay? I'm fine with delay... but allies already had made melee attacks.

Shuo utters some words of magic, and his weapons suddenly feel much meatier, allowing him to put a real amount of muscle into it when swinging them.

Lissa Villasani wrote:

I think I Lockwooded you to the space you wanted to be in, Marcus.

So you did. Many thanks. I'll remember to ask for the Lockwood next time.

Love that you guys have picked up on that. I'll have to let Lockwood know. He'll get a giggle for sure. Also, realized that I missed Markus's action. Sorry!

Marcus's glob of acid flies straight for the combat dummy, the dummy moves at the last minute. All the acid does is muddy the water in the fountain before it dissipates.

Also, Semagoro, just so you know, reach weapons use the same kinds of rules as ranged weapons for determining cover, concealment and so on. Attacking through an ally counts as soft cover (+2 AC). Just FYI.

Semagoro's glaive strikes the Aspis dummy. After leaving a small gouge it almost bounces off, directing the last of the nagaji's blow to the nearby stool. The stool's leg goes flying - showing all just how hard to damage this dummy really is!

Next up: Kiril, Nella, Kajar (Round 1).

"Strength in numbers, mates. I'll circle around to stopper up any escape." (60', double move, double-axe gripped as a one-hand weapon, moved my pawn on the map.)

Unused to the rigors of actual combat, Nella is much slower than most of the other initiates to react. Scrambling off her stool, she hurries outside and is greeted by the sight of the Apsis training dummy apparently having decided to come and take another pound (or two) of flesh for real.

"I was joking..." she groans as she moves to stand next to Markus where she'll be afforded a better view of the melee. Focusing her attention on the now-imposing figure of Boris, she calls out, "Lady Shelyn says there's beauty in all things, even the dance of combat. Boris, want to show us how well you can dance?"

Move action to move outside, standard action to use Blessing of the Faithful on Boris. Boris, you now get a +2 sacred bonus on attack rolls, skill checks, ability checks, or saving throws or to AC until Nella's next turn. Enjoy! :D

Almost out of breath as he approaches the familiar door to the Wounded Wisp, the halfling ran his fingers through his brown curls as he mumbles "Fashionably late as ever, I suppose," Brobdingnagian mutters to himself a bit about familial commitments, before noticing the commotion by the training dummy.

Surveying the spectacle, he sighs, "My, my... before a spark of creativity strikes him and he shifts to chanting in a sing-song voice "... my, my monsters hit you so hard, makes you say 'Oh my lord! Thank you for Blessing me, Inspiring Courage and being so neat...'"

Joining in on the fun whenever I can, starting with an Inspire Courage (+1 morale bonus on saving throws against charm and fear effects and a +1 competence bonus on attack and weapon damage rolls)

Aww man gonna miss everything xD

Grimn checks out what is going on outside the tavern "...What the heck is going on here?" and joins the fray probably too late to do anything unless this dummy is truly the evil incarnate.

Aww man gonna miss everything xD

Please see the Discussion Thread. You can still join in, after you deal with that first.

Kajar stalks around to the other side of the square outside the Wisp, hoping to cut off any means of escape for the animate combat dummy. Nella, meanwhile, ensures that Boris's next attack hits with the righteous fervor it deserves.

The dummy seems to power up a little and spins, its arms flailing madly.

Aspis Dummy slam vs Varus: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22
Damage vs Varus: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

*smack*

Aspis Dummy slam vs Luthor: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9

*swish*

The first blow sends Varus reeling, but the force of that blow put the dummy off balance and it cannot land its second outstretched limb on Luthor.

I almost forgot, please roll knowledge (arcana) if you would like to know more about this thing!

Next up: Lissa, Kiril, Nella, Luthor, Kajar, Markus, Boris, Jillia, Semagoro (Round 2), Shuo, Varus (Round 3).

I'm unsure of the dummy's reach, but if it gets an AoO against me I'll take it.

"Luthor!", Semagoro cries in earnest, as he sees his companion get slammed by the dummy's supernatural strength. "We must finish this now, before it overwhelms us. I can sense it's planning something!"

Semagoro paces towards a better spot, the enemy in plain view, and lunges his glaive towards the dummy's head!

Glaive slice, buckler penalty: 1d20 + 4 - 1 ⇒ (4) + 4 - 1 = 7

The dummy's erratic movements confound Semagoro, causing him to misstep. His glaive strike merely shaves a couple strands of straw from atop the dummy's head.

"I fear the contraption can predict our every move!", Semagoro shouts, attempting to justify his wild strike.

The dummy spins rapidly. It's first arm smacks in to Varus, but Luthor sees the second arm heading his direction and dances his way out of the dummy's reach. I hope no-one minds me adding some flavour to the miss there

He takes a second to focus his arcane energies in to his scimitar again Arcane Strike - swift action

Luthor starts his combat dance taught to him by his mentor. His feet move rapidly and his blade spins out to strike with suprising accuracy and additional momentum from the dance. starting Battle Dance - Move action

"I will not allow you to hurt my new allies. By Sarenrae, you will be stoppped!" he shouts as he strikes for the dummy.

Attack Roll: 1d20 + 3 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 3 + 2 + 2 = 22

Damage Roll: 1d6 + 3 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 3 + 2 + 1 = 8

He then side steps around the dummy to help his allies to surround the strange animated device. 5 foot step - Free Action. I hope that isn't in anyone's way

With confidence, Shuo moves behind Varus, until he is in a flanking position with Jillia, and attacks the dummie with his sharp katana.

Attack, inspire courage, flanking: 1d20 + 2 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 + 1 + 2 = 24

Damage, inspire courage, whetstone: 2d6 + 3 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (3, 2) + 3 + 1 + 1 = 10

After years of training, Shuo knew he hit his target even before landing his attack.

If crits...

Critical Confirmation: 1d20 + 2 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 + 1 + 2 = 15

Crit Damage: 2d6 + 3 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (6, 1) + 3 + 1 + 1 = 12

Uhm, too many swords swinging...

"Fei, kyori de taiki!"

Handle Animal(DC 10): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11

Fei flies to the roof of the Wounded Wisp.

Lissa grumbles as her first shot goes wide. With a yell of frustration, she releases a second gout of water, only to have that one go even farther off base. "D*** it! It's far to early in the morning for this!"

Kinetic blast, point blank: 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 3 + 1 = 5
Kinetic blast damage, point blank: 1d6 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 4 + 1 = 11
Glad that crit fail rules don't exist RAW.

I am really sick of this thing hitting me.

Varus steps up to flank with Luthor (five foot step). Then with a quick prayer to Milani (swift action to activate Weapon of the Chosen), he takes another swing at the possessed dummy (with Divine Favor, Flanking, and Inspire Courage).

Attack, Good Aligned: 1d20 + 5 + 2 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 5 + 2 + 1 + 2 = 29
Damage: 1d8 + 4 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 4 + 2 + 1 = 8

"Why don't you stop picking on someone your own size?," Jillia shouts up at the dummy, arms outstretched in open contempt for the automaton harassing her friends.(Swift Action Challenge)

She hacks away at the base of the dummy, (Full-Attacks)

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

Damage: 1d4 + 1 + 2 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 + 2 + 1 + 1 = 6

And follows the slash by trying to hold on to the whirling dervishbot.

Grapple, Power Attack, Holding Weapon, Flank, Insp. Courage: 1d20 + 2 - 1 - 4 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 2 - 1 - 4 + 2 + 1 = 6

This is messy, but at least it's not riddles.