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You walk for a bit down the earthen passage. It doesn't appear much has been done to this until you reach a large chamber. Braziers, unlit for countless ages, dot the chamber. The smell of dust permeates this room. Upon the lintel leading into the chamber, there is an inscription.

"Mortui requiescere et fidelium nostrorum."
Female Half-elf Druid 9 HP 73/73 AC 20 FF 19 Touch 11 Perception +21 Init +5

AT:
Tesia uses the Ioun torch to look around a bit without going too far into the room. Not seeing what they were looking for she says, "I don't think this is the right place...besides, it feels a little creepy. Let's go back and try one of the other passages that go west." She turns around to head back out of the creepy chamber.
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Female Aasimar Warpriest 12; Mythic tier 3rd (Marshal); HP: 102/102; AC: 25(28), FF: 19, T: 14; Init: +5, Fort: +12, Ref: +7, Will: +15; Perception: +9

Arista leans close to Sadhana and whispers, "Faigh réidh a dhéanamh do bhogadh."

Celestial:
""Get ready to make your move."

Stepping away from Sadhana slightly she raises her arms to get the attention of the refugees before lowering her arms and speaking in a soft but authoritative tone.

Casting Enthrall: Will Save DC 16

Looking into the crowd she starts to speak to them in their own tongue, "Дети тех, которые проживают в глубоких местах, слушайте меня и слышать мой голос. Я знаю, что вы расстроены, и вы чувствуете, как вы потеряли все .... но, вы не имеют. Ничто не в действительно плохо, как кажется. Позвольте мне рассказать вам историю из давно, когда времена были сильно отличается, чем сейчас, и я был намного моложе. Может быть, когда я закончил с моей сказке вы придете к пониманию, что все никогда не темно или безнадежно, как они впервые появляются."

Dwarven:
"Children of those that reside in the deep places, listen to me and hear my voice. I know that you're frustrated and you feel like you've lost everything....but, you haven't. Nothing is ever as truly bad as it seems. Let me tell you a story from long ago, when times were much different than they are now and I was much younger. Maybe when I am finished with my tale you will come to understand that things are never as dark or hopeless as they first appear."

Arista pauses for just a second to see if she has taken hold of those holding the children hostage.
Female Aasimar Warpriest 12; Mythic tier 3rd (Marshal); HP: 102/102; AC: 25(28), FF: 19, T: 14; Init: +5, Fort: +12, Ref: +7, Will: +15; Perception: +9

And here we go....*fingers crossed and praying that this works*

Pesh Effects:
Str Bonus: 1d2 ⇒ 1; Con Damage: 1d2 ⇒ 2; Wis Damage: 1d2 ⇒ 1

Rounds Arista must speak: 1d3 ⇒ 2

Refugee's Save: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (1) - 2 = -1
Ian's Save: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (20) + 10 = 30
Ishida's Save: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (20) + 9 = 29

The traitorous refugees stop walking and turn to face Arista's voice. Their eyes mist up with emotion. Ian and Ishida look at the dumbfounded refugees. "Stop listening and keep marching!"
♂ Human (Natural Werewolf) Ranger 6

AT:
"Right, no need to get sidetracked by other things," Gerard says, turning back.
♀ Tiefling Spirit Ranger 14, Trickster Tier 4
Stats:
Init: +11* | HP: 170/170 | AC: 21 | FF: 16 | Fort: +13 | Ref: +15 | Will: +11 | Perception: +20* | Surge 11/11 | Spirit Bond 3/3

Cyna whispers to the newly returned Ylrhea. "Get as close to the kids as you can we need to time this perfectly."
Female Gnome Rogue 13; Mythic Tier 3rd (Trickster) HP: 115/115; AC: 26, FF: 19, T: 17; Fort: +8, Ref: +16, Will +7 (+4 vs fear); Perception: +19; Init: +8

"Thank the gods I'm small," Ylrhea whispers. "So who first?"
Female Aasimar Warpriest 12; Mythic tier 3rd (Marshal); HP: 102/102; AC: 25(28), FF: 19, T: 14; Init: +5, Fort: +12, Ref: +7, Will: +15; Perception: +9

Arista keeps talking, trying to get her voice above that of Ian and Ishida's, "Слушайте меня и услышь голос мой, вы не должны быть связаны с этими двумя мужчинами. Там они ничего не могут сделать с тобой, нет ничего, что вы сделали, что не может быть прощен. У вас есть воля самостоятельно, и вы не должны делать то, что они говорят. Они не ничего вы приехали из глубокой и есть власть тех, кто поднял вас пробегает по вашим венам. Вы приехали из гордого народа, люди, которые я считаю своих друзей и я не позволю эти два мужчины погубит к этому имени. Я сам когда-то был, как потерял, как вы, я не мог быть то, что моя мать хотела, чтобы я, и я жаждал следовать мое сердце и служить моя богиня со всеми что я имел в меня. Хотя мои чувства с тех пор изменилось, я не мог представить себе, чтобы человек, и присоединился к своему отцу и брату в бою, а не позволяя себе выдать замуж, чтобы угодить маме. Если бы я знал тогда, что я знаю, Теперь, я бы до сих пор пошел воевать? Я хотел бы так думать, что моя преданность и любовь моя Богиня, будет перевешивать все остальное. Я не я, кажется, даже если я не смотрю его. ... Я на самом деле более пятисот лет. Как это возможно, что вы, возможно, интересно? Я рад, что вы спросили, позвольте мне сказать вам рассказ о длинным ворсом Arista в ".

Dwarven:
"Listen to me and hear my voice, you don't need to be concerned with those two men. There is nothing they can do to you, there is nothing that you have done that can't be forgiven. You have a will of your own and you don't have to do what they say. They are nothing, you come from the deep and have the power of those who raised you coursing through your veins. You come from a proud people, people that I consider my friends and I will not allow these two men to bring ruin to that name. I myself was once as lost as you are, I couldn't be what my mother wanted me to be and I longed to follow my heart and serve my Goddess with all that I had in me. Though my feelings have since changed, I could not submit myself to a man and joined my father and brother in battle instead of allowing myself to be married off to please my mother. If I had known then what I know now, would I have still gone off to fight? I'd like to think so, that my loyalty and love of my Goddess would outweigh all else. I am not as I appear to be, even though I don't look it....I'm actually over five hundred years old. How is that possible you may wonder? I'm glad you asked, let me tell you the tale of Arista's long nap."

As she speaks she puts inflection in her voice in all the right places to emphasize her points.

I suppose I ought to roll initiative here...

Initiative:

Cyna: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20
Sādhanā: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17
Arista: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19
Drago: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17
Ylrhea: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20
Sienna: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13
Yulia: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17
Ian: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20
Ishida: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16
Traitors: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

Roll-Off:

Sādhanā: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14
Drago: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10

The rest of your group will be focusing on keeping the other refugees from running off or getting hurt.

Round 1: Cyna, Ylrhea, Ian, Arista (speaking), Yulia, Sādhanā, Drago, Ishida, Sienna, Traitors

Arista?
Male Dhampir Investigator (Psychic Detective) 12/Archmage 3 /\/\ Init: +6 | HP: 76/76 | AC: 21 | FF: 17 | Tch: 17 | Fort: +6 | Ref: +13 | Will: +12 | +2 vs Disease / Mind-Affecting, +4 Ref vs Traps, +4 vs Psychic Spells / SLA | Perc: +17 (+6 vs Traps)

Noticing the effect Arista's speech, Drago leaned into Yulia, "Keep Arista safe."
Female Dhampir Slayer 10/Guardian 1 HP: 69/69, AC 26, touch 16, flat-footed 23, Fort +10, Ref +17, Will +9; +2 bonus vs. disease and mind-affecting, Perception +18, Init +9

Yulia nods, her hands ready to pull her weapon.
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Female Aasimar Warpriest 12; Mythic tier 3rd (Marshal); HP: 102/102; AC: 25(28), FF: 19, T: 14; Init: +5, Fort: +12, Ref: +7, Will: +15; Perception: +9

*rubs chin with fingers* I ain't no blues singer....but I guess I could try. Wrote a song about it, like to hear it? Here it go...Lol
Female Half-elf Druid 9 HP 73/73 AC 20 FF 19 Touch 11 Perception +21 Init +5

AT:
Walking back out where the passages diverge, Tesia takes a look at the other two passages that lead west. Thinking for a moment she says, "Alright, let's try the one that leads southwest first, we can always come back and try the one to the north if this doesn't lead to the right place."

Keeping a watchful eye out for traps she heads down the passage that leads to the southwest.

Perception: 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (10) + 21 = 31
♀ Tiefling Spirit Ranger 14, Trickster Tier 4
Stats:
Init: +11* | HP: 170/170 | AC: 21 | FF: 16 | Fort: +13 | Ref: +15 | Will: +11 | Perception: +20* | Surge 11/11 | Spirit Bond 3/3

Fly: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (18) + 16 = 34

"Both." Cyna replies, quickly activating her wings and grabbing her short friend. The pair take flight and sail over the refugees around the assassin and dipping carefully into the pit of the dazed and the drugged.

Two mythic power. Ending above (H3) within reach of both children.
Female Sylph Sorceress (Stormborn) 14 Mythic Tier 3rd: Archmage. HP: 80/80. AC: 22 touch 20 FF: 16. Fort: +7 Reflex: +7 Will: +9. Electricity res: 5 Sonic res:5

AT:
Rhadaya moves forward, her ability to see in pitch darkness aiding her in seeing beyond the limits of Tes' light source. Perception (Darkvision 60ft): 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18
Female Gnome Rogue 13; Mythic Tier 3rd (Trickster) HP: 115/115; AC: 26, FF: 19, T: 17; Fort: +8, Ref: +16, Will +7 (+4 vs fear); Perception: +19; Init: +8

Ylrhea grabs onto Hjörr and cuts into the air, opening a shadowy rift. "Thank the gods Arista has the gift of gab."

Ian watches Cyna and Ylrhea before digging into his cloak and pulling out a flare. He fires it into the air and several of the masked fighters you encountered on the bridge appear on the tops of the houses around town. They start to pour oil onto the roofs.

Round 1: Cyna, Ylrhea, Ian, Arista (speaking), Vencious' Men, Yulia, Sādhanā, Drago, Ishida, Sienna, Traitors
Female Dhampir Slayer 10/Guardian 1 HP: 69/69, AC 26, touch 16, flat-footed 23, Fort +10, Ref +17, Will +9; +2 bonus vs. disease and mind-affecting, Perception +18, Init +9

Yulia moves in front of Arista and fires an arrow at one of the masked men. (V7)

Attack: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (1) + 15 = 16

Seriously? That's a crappy debut...
Male Dhampir Investigator (Psychic Detective) 12/Archmage 3 /\/\ Init: +6 | HP: 76/76 | AC: 21 | FF: 17 | Tch: 17 | Fort: +6 | Ref: +13 | Will: +12 | +2 vs Disease / Mind-Affecting, +4 Ref vs Traps, +4 vs Psychic Spells / SLA | Perc: +17 (+6 vs Traps)

Upon seeing the men appear on the roof Drago was torn between targeting them or the two bastards that started this fight. However, it didn't take long to make up his mind. Focusing on Ian, the Scion reached forth and spoke, "Arcaniss Nil'gnos." Three glowing bolts of white energy weaved around the refugees and headed for the 'Paladin'.

Magic Missile: 3d4 + 3 ⇒ (1, 3, 3) + 3 = 10

Seriously, that's the next Mythic Spell I'm taking.
Female Human (Anizari) Female Human (Anizari) Magus (Bladebound) 14 : Mythic tier 4th (Champion ); HP: 160/160; AC:34 FF:30, T:15; Init:+5, Fort: +12, Ref: +6, Will: +10; Perception:+4(+6)

Time seems to slow for the magus as she processes the battlefield, her mind and body preparing for violence, trusting Cyna and Ylrhea in thier choice of a safety point.

She begins a chant, the words of the spell tumbling from her tongue as she reaches out to her near allies.

In rapid succession Magnus,Toni, Orias, Rikali, Yulia, Sienna, Drago and Arista feel time slow as their entire frame of existence speeds up.
With a brief word, the wings on her boots become a blur, lifting her aloft as she takes flight, drawing Oblivion as she does and taking to the air rushing toward the traitorous duo with a look of death in her eyes.

Haste (1 person per level herself included), Burn 1 mythic point for extra standard action, activate boots to fly. (current hasted fly speed 60, ascend 10 ft move forward 40ft (G,17))

"If you have range, kill those men! Rikali, Toni protect Konstantyna and the kids."

Ishida walks into the crowd of refugees and seemingly disappears.

Stealth: 1d20 + 26 ⇒ (9) + 26 = 35

GM Notes:
H18

Ian hp: 113

Round 1: Cyna, Ylrhea, Ian, Arista (speaking), Vencious' Men, Yulia, Sādhanā, Drago, Ishida, Sienna, Traitors
Female Tiefling Sorcerer 13; Mythic Tier 3rd (Archmage) HP: 92/92; AC: 21, T: 14, FF: 17; Fort: +8, Ref: +10, Will: +10, Init: +12, Perception: +11

Sienna moves to dispatch a couple of the masked men.

Going to roll separately, so I don't waste missiles. Starting with V12.

MMM1: 2d4 + 1 ⇒ (4, 3) + 1 = 8
MMM2: 2d4 + 1 ⇒ (2, 4) + 1 = 7
MMM3: 2d4 + 1 ⇒ (2, 4) + 1 = 7
MMM4: 2d4 + 1 ⇒ (4, 1) + 1 = 6
MMM5: 2d4 + 1 ⇒ (4, 1) + 1 = 6

Nevermind...

Sienna manages to dispatch one of the masked men, sending him tumbling off the roof. The traitorous refugees seem oblivious to all else, listening to Arista intently.

Round 2: Cyna, Ylrhea, Ian, Arista (speaking), Vencious' Men, Yulia, Sādhanā, Drago, Ishida, Sienna, Traitors
♀ Tiefling Spirit Ranger 14, Trickster Tier 4
Stats:
Init: +11* | HP: 170/170 | AC: 21 | FF: 16 | Fort: +13 | Ref: +15 | Will: +11 | Perception: +20* | Surge 11/11 | Spirit Bond 3/3

Cyna guides Ylrhea and the children through the shadowy rift.
Female Gnome Rogue 13; Mythic Tier 3rd (Trickster) HP: 115/115; AC: 26, FF: 19, T: 17; Fort: +8, Ref: +16, Will +7 (+4 vs fear); Perception: +19; Init: +8

Ylrhea opens a rift back to he Material Plane once she, Cyna and the children are safely behind the others.

Ian pulls out a wand and fires a bolt of lightning at Sādhanā.

10d6 ⇒ (2, 4, 3, 3, 5, 4, 1, 5, 2, 4) = 33; DC18 Reflex for half, Sādhanā.

Vencious' men continue to prepare to burn the town down. You hear shouts coming from other parts of the town.

1d11 ⇒ 8

Eight of the men are thrown off the roofs by village guards. "Hurry, we'll try and take care of them."

Jerryl and the others move to join the kids, while Magnus and his men keep order with the nervous refugees.

Round 2: Cyna, Ylrhea, Ian, Arista (speaking), Vencious' Men, Yulia, Sādhanā, Drago, Ishida, Sienna, Traitors
Female Dhampir Slayer 10/Guardian 1 HP: 69/69, AC 26, touch 16, flat-footed 23, Fort +10, Ref +17, Will +9; +2 bonus vs. disease and mind-affecting, Perception +18, Init +9

Yulia moves forward and tries to shoot down one of the remaining arsonists. She studies the man for a moment before firing and takes careful aim.

Studied Target, Deadly Aim, Rapid Shot.

Attack: 1d20 + 15 + 2 - 3 - 2 ⇒ (17) + 15 + 2 - 3 - 2 = 29; Damage: 1d8 + 2 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 2 + 6 = 15
Attack: 1d20 + 15 + 2 - 3 - 2 ⇒ (12) + 15 + 2 - 3 - 2 = 24; Damage: 1d8 + 2 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 2 + 6 = 11

AT:
The southwest passage seems normal for about thirty feet before it begins to twist and distort. It appear unlikely that you'll be able to pass through here.
♂ Human Cleric 6/Hierophant 1 HP:37/37; AC:18, T:10, FF:18; Init +1, Perception +4, F:+6, R:+2, W:+9 (Immune to disease)

AT:
"There is strong magic at work here. Perhaps it might be an illusion?" Ashram asks.
Male Dhampir Investigator (Psychic Detective) 12/Archmage 3 /\/\ Init: +6 | HP: 76/76 | AC: 21 | FF: 17 | Tch: 17 | Fort: +6 | Ref: +13 | Will: +12 | +2 vs Disease / Mind-Affecting, +4 Ref vs Traps, +4 vs Psychic Spells / SLA | Perc: +17 (+6 vs Traps)

With his enhanced speed, Drago moved around the crowd, drawing his family blade in the process, and right up to Ian. Tapping into his power, the Scion ignited his weapon with electrical sparks, and attempted to strike the man.

Double Move to I-6, Swift Action to add Shocking Burst, Mythic Point for extra Standard Action.

Swing: 1d20 + 10 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 10 + 1 = 22

Possible Hit: 1d8 + 1d6 + 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (6) + (4) + (6) + 3 = 19

He better pray, that I don't get a critical.
Female Aasimar Warpriest 12; Mythic tier 3rd (Marshal); HP: 102/102; AC: 25(28), FF: 19, T: 14; Init: +5, Fort: +12, Ref: +7, Will: +15; Perception: +9

Keeping eye contact with the traitors she continues her tale, "Давным-давно у меня была семья, семья которого наследие получены из крови небесных существ. Мой отец и брат были гордые воины, и я посмотрел на них, так что моя первая игрушка была немного деревянный меч дал мне мой отец и брат. Мой брат, который был несколько лет старше, чем я, играет со мной все время, когда он был дома и спарринги со мной, используя игрушечную шпагу. Иногда я просто ударил его с ним, но я действительно наслаждался этим и имел сердце для обслуживания .... это так, то не удивительно, как я стал старше, что я провел меньше времени в доме и больше на полях, слушая мужчин и других солдат говорить о сражениях и борьбе с Силы тьмы, которые, казалось, приходит еще ближе к нашим берегам. Однажды я попал в ужасную аргумент с мамой и отказалась быть ухаживал молодой человек, что она считается подходящим для меня. Я пошел к моему отцу и брату и сказал им, что не было никакого другого места, я бы, скорее, чем на поле боя с ним. Я мог бы делать другие вещи рядом боя, я также обнаружил подарок для заживления ран, которые будут служить людям, что боролись за нас хорошо. Видя, как много это значит для меня, чтобы служить моя богиня, мой отец позволил его к большому dissapointment моей матери. К счастью, я был младшая сестра, и она была более чем счастлива, чтобы заполнить роль послушная дочь и счастливой женой моей матери. Она получила все платья,"

Dwarven:
"A long time ago I had a family, a family whose heritage derived from the blood of celestial beings. My father and brother were proud warriors and I looked up to them, so much so that my very first toy was a little wooden sword given to me by my father and brother. My brother who was several years older than I, played with me all the time whenever he was home and sparred with me using the toy sword. Sometimes I just hit him with it, but I really enjoyed it and had a heart for serving....so, it was no surprise as I got older that I spent less and less time at home and more out in the fields listening to the men and other soldiers talk about battles and their fight against the forces of darkness that seemed to be coming ever closer to our shores. One day, I got into an awful argument with my mother and refused to be courted by a young man that she deemed fitting for me. I went to my father and brother and told them that there was no other place I'd rather be than out on the battlefield with them. I could do other things beside fight, I had also discovered a gift for healing wounds that would serve the men that fought for us well. Seeing how much it meant to me to serve my Goddess, my father allowed it much to the dissapointment of my mother. Fortunately I had a younger sister and she was more than happy to fill the role of dutiful daughter and happy wife for my mother. She got all the attention from my mother, dresses and fine things that she always wanted....and I got to join my father and brother in the fight against the evil darkness that was trying to take over our land. My father gave me a sword,"

Here she stops for a brief second to take out her sword and hold it where they can see it, also in this way she can prepare for when she needs to use it and continues her story.

"Хотя это не совсем меч он дал мне, это будет делать, как представление. Когда он протянул мне мой первый настоящий меч, я чувствовал себя так много, что я восторг едва содержать свое волнение. Я сделал все возможное на поле боя сделать моя богиня, мой отец, и мой брат гордое. Я боролся, как сложно, как любой человек, и исцелил тех, что я мог бы, как мы пошли. и, наконец, после того, что казалось, очень долгое время мы начали, чтобы повернуть ход войны назад вокруг как мы были уничтожить все дьявола и демонов, что ступал ногой на нашем берегу. были еще несколько небольшие стычки здесь и там, но по большей части мы искоренить угрозу. некоторые из нас отделена от основной группы и ушел чтобы закончить последние несколько групп дьяволов, которые удалось пережить натиск. Мой отец и брат, закончив с их группа уже отправились домой ".

Dwarven:
"Though this isn't exactly the sword he gave me, it'll do as a representation. When he handed me my first real sword I felt so much elation that I could barely contain my excitement. I did my best on the battlefield to make my Goddess, my father, and my brother proud. I fought as hard as any man, and healed those that I could as we went. Finally, after what seemed like a very long time we started to turn the tide of war back around as we were wiping out every devil and demon that stepped foot on our shore. There were still a few small skirmishes here and there, but for the most part we had eradicated the threat. A few of us had separated from the main group and gone to finish off the last few groups of devils that had managed to survive the onslaught. My father and brother having finished off their group had already headed home."

She stops for a second to wipe her eyes, the emotion of telling her story obviously starting to overwhelm her emotionally. Looking back up with tears in her eyes she continues, "Я закончил исцеление несколько мужчин ран и был на самом деле на моем пути домой, а ..... но, я никогда не сделал его обратно домой. Я должен был там с моей семьей для нашего ужина вместе .. ..но, это не должно было быть. Как я шел домой с поля боя, большая часть осколка упали с неба прямо на меня сверху. Захват меня внутри него .... он сделал мне упасть в глубокий глубокий сон. Я спал за то, что только казалось, что день для меня ...., но когда я проснулся .... вещи были сильно отличается и все, что я когда-либо знал не было. Это осколок держал меня спал чуть более пятисот лет, и я, наверное, все еще будет там, если некоторые очень смелые люди не приходят и освободил меня от него. Некоторые из этих людей здесь сегодня, некоторые мы потеряли по пути. И один из тех людей, что было там, когда я был спасен теперь мой муж и отец нашего ребенка. Прежде чем я вышла за него замуж, хотя я прошел через очень трудные вещи и пришел к выводу, что большинство из моей семьи, что я знал, теперь ушли, возможно, мертв для всех я знаю. Мой брат может быть где-то в ловушке, но я все что мне осталось от него часть его мечом, который был найден где он disapeared. Я должен восстановить меч, чтобы найти его, и я просто не имеют времени, чтобы сделать это прямо сейчас. Народ я с предприятием .... они стали моей семьей, и я был в состоянии найти себе снова из-за них. Я был потерян ...., но я был в состоянии найти."

Dwarven:
"I had finished healing a few men of their wounds and was actually on my way back home as well.....but, I never made it back home. I should have been there with my family for our evening meal together....but, it wasn't meant to be. As I was walking home from the battle, a large piece of the shard fell from the sky right on top of me. Trapping me inside of it....it made me fall into a deep deep sleep. I slept for what just seemed like a day to me....but, when I awoke....things were much different and everything I had ever known was gone. That shard kept me asleep for a little over five hundred years and I'd probably still be there if some very brave people hadn't come along and freed me from it. Some of those people are here today, some we have lost along the way. And one of those people that were there when I was rescued is now my husband and the father of our child. Before I married him though I went through some very difficult things and came to realize that most of my family that I knew was now gone, possibly dead for all I know. My brother may be trapped somewhere, but I all I have left of him is part of his sword that was found where he disapeared. I have to repair the sword in order to find him and I just don't have the time to do that right now. The people I am with now....they became my family and I was able to find myself again because of them. I was lost....but I was able to be found again, and so can you."

She stops as she has to wipe her eyes again, the emotions that revealing her past brings up causing her tears to fall.
Female Half-elf Druid 9 HP 73/73 AC 20 FF 19 Touch 11 Perception +21 Init +5
Ashram, Devoted of Nethys wrote:
AT: "There is strong magic at work here. Perhaps it might be an illusion?" Ashram asks.

AT:
"If it's an illusion, might there be a way to dispel it? She asks him.

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Female Human (Anizari) Female Human (Anizari) Magus (Bladebound) 14 : Mythic tier 4th (Champion ); HP: 160/160; AC:34 FF:30, T:15; Init:+5, Fort: +12, Ref: +6, Will: +10; Perception:+4(+6)

Yulia's hasted so she gets a third shot

Reflex: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7Ouch
Female Human (Anizari) Female Human (Anizari) Magus (Bladebound) 14 : Mythic tier 4th (Champion ); HP: 160/160; AC:34 FF:30, T:15; Init:+5, Fort: +12, Ref: +6, Will: +10; Perception:+4(+6)

As the bolt of lightning rips through her, Sādhanā clenches her teeth against the pain, her fury driving her as she locks eyes on Ian, a mystic chant echoing through the area as Oblivion’s blade morphs, electricity crackling along the sword’s length as she descends upon her enemy, blade flashing as she strikes.

1st attack: 1d20 + 13 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 13 + 3 = 27
1d8 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7
Electricity: 5d6 ⇒ (1, 1, 5, 2, 2) = 11

2nd attack: 1d20 + 7 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 7 + 3 = 23
1d8 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8
Electricity: 5d6 ⇒ (4, 2, 4, 1, 5) = 16

Free action: Spend 2 pts +3 Keen. Spend 1 Mythic pt for amazing init. Cast Shocking grasp, Fleet warrior full attack after moving speed (fly speed 60) Now at G,7
Female Dhampir Slayer 10/Guardian 1 HP: 69/69, AC 26, touch 16, flat-footed 23, Fort +10, Ref +17, Will +9; +2 bonus vs. disease and mind-affecting, Perception +18, Init +9

Third Shot: 1d20 + 15 + 2 - 3 - 2 ⇒ (6) + 15 + 2 - 3 - 2 = 18; Damage: 1d8 + 2 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 2 + 6 = 16

Yulia drops the arsonist while Sādhanā and Drago attack Ian, dealing a good amount of pain to the faux paladin.

A refugee strides out of the crowd, up to Arista. With a quick motion, the refugee pulls off a hat revealing him to be Ishida. "Seems like your friends left you alone."

He attacks her with his katana.

Attack: 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (12) + 19 = 31; Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9; Shock Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 3
Female Tiefling Sorcerer 13; Mythic Tier 3rd (Archmage) HP: 92/92; AC: 21, T: 14, FF: 17; Fort: +8, Ref: +10, Will: +10, Init: +12, Perception: +11

Sienna unleashes her missiles again.

MMM: 10d4 + 5 ⇒ (3, 1, 2, 1, 3, 3, 3, 4, 1, 4) + 5 = 30

Missed it by one...

The refugees seem swayed by Arista's words and move to keep Ian from escaping.

GM Notes:
Ian hp: 52
V11 hp: 1

Round 3: Cyna, Ylrhea, Ian, Arista (speaking), Vencious' Men, Yulia, Sādhanā, Drago, Ishida, Sienna, Traitors
Female Gnome Rogue 13; Mythic Tier 3rd (Trickster) HP: 115/115; AC: 26, FF: 19, T: 17; Fort: +8, Ref: +16, Will +7 (+4 vs fear); Perception: +19; Init: +8

Ylrhea rushes at Ishida, her dagger hungry for blood.

Attack: 1d20 + 14 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 14 + 2 = 27; Damage: 1d3 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9
Female Aasimar Warpriest 12; Mythic tier 3rd (Marshal); HP: 102/102; AC: 25(28), FF: 19, T: 14; Init: +5, Fort: +12, Ref: +7, Will: +15; Perception: +9

Even as the Katana cuts her she looks at him and smiles, "I'm never alone, for my goddess is always with me. Besides, I'm not the one that's going to die today."
Female Human (Anizari) Female Human (Anizari) Magus (Bladebound) 14 : Mythic tier 4th (Champion ); HP: 160/160; AC:34 FF:30, T:15; Init:+5, Fort: +12, Ref: +6, Will: +10; Perception:+4(+6)

Not that it mattered this round but remember all you hasted people, +1 bonus on attack rolls and a +1 dodge bonus to AC and Reflex saves
Female Aasimar Warpriest 12; Mythic tier 3rd (Marshal); HP: 102/102; AC: 25(28), FF: 19, T: 14; Init: +5, Fort: +12, Ref: +7, Will: +15; Perception: +9

They're all gonna die soon anyways.
♀ Tiefling Spirit Ranger 14, Trickster Tier 4
Stats:
Init: +11* | HP: 170/170 | AC: 21 | FF: 16 | Fort: +13 | Ref: +15 | Will: +11 | Perception: +20* | Surge 11/11 | Spirit Bond 3/3

Attack:
Attack: 1d20 + 16 - 3 - 2 ⇒ (3) + 16 - 3 - 2 = 14
Attack: 1d20 + 16 - 3 - 2 ⇒ (16) + 16 - 3 - 2 = 27
Attack: 1d20 + 16 - 3 - 2 ⇒ (12) + 16 - 3 - 2 = 23
Attack: 1d20 + 16 - 3 - 2 ⇒ (17) + 16 - 3 - 2 = 28

Damage: 1d8 + 1d6 + 11 ⇒ (3) + (3) + 11 = 17 Damage: 1d8 + 1d6 + 11 ⇒ (4) + (1) + 11 = 16
Damage: 1d8 + 1d6 + 11 ⇒ (5) + (1) + 11 = 17
Damage: 1d8 + 1d6 + 11 ⇒ (2) + (3) + 11 = 16
Damage: 1d8 + 1d6 + 11 ⇒ (1) + (1) + 11 = 13

Cyna takes aim at the remaining arsonists sending a volley of arrows toward the rooftops.

Cyna manages to take out the last two arsonists before they can set any buildings aflame. Ian pulls his sword, looks at the dhampir and Anizari, then opts to attack Drago.

Attack: 1d20 + 26 ⇒ (8) + 26 = 34; Damage: 1d8 + 10 ⇒ (7) + 10 = 17
Attack: 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (1) + 21 = 22
Attack: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (8) + 16 = 24; Damage: 1d8 + 10 ⇒ (7) + 10 = 17

Round 3: Cyna, Ylrhea, Ian, Arista, Yulia, Sādhanā, Drago, Ishida, Sienna, Traitors

GM Notes:
Ian hp: 58
Ishida hp: 139
Female Dhampir Slayer 10/Guardian 1 HP: 69/69, AC 26, touch 16, flat-footed 23, Fort +10, Ref +17, Will +9; +2 bonus vs. disease and mind-affecting, Perception +18, Init +9

Yulia fires several arrows at Ishida after studying him for a moment.

Next verse, same as the first.

Attack: 1d20 + 15 + 2 - 3 - 2 ⇒ (2) + 15 + 2 - 3 - 2 = 14
Attack: 1d20 + 10 + 2 - 3 - 2 ⇒ (3) + 10 + 2 - 3 - 2 = 10
Attack: 1d20 + 15 + 2 - 3 - 2 ⇒ (8) + 15 + 2 - 3 - 2 = 20
Attack: 1d20 + 15 + 2 - 3 - 2 ⇒ (9) + 15 + 2 - 3 - 2 = 21

What the fudge is this? Shadowed Futures?

Edit: +1 wouldn't have helped...
Female Aasimar Warpriest 12; Mythic tier 3rd (Marshal); HP: 102/102; AC: 25(28), FF: 19, T: 14; Init: +5, Fort: +12, Ref: +7, Will: +15; Perception: +9

Arista looks at Ishida as she shakes her head, "When we're done here I'll be sure to send Vencious your regards." As she speaks, she runs her fingers along the edge of her sword as it glows with flames. It now appears to look little sharper than it did before.

With a determined look on her face she brings her sword down upon her enemy with blinding speed as she silently utters a prayer to Sarenrae for her guidance.

Attack 1: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (2) + 15 = 17

Attack 2: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (8) + 10 = 18

Hasted Attack: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (6) + 15 = 21

Unaccustomed to the amount of speed granted by the spell she misses her target entirely as she grunts in frustration. Next time save the talking for after the fights over and just concentrate on your target. She silently admonishes herself for such a terrible miss.
Female Human (Anizari) Female Human (Anizari) Magus (Bladebound) 14 : Mythic tier 4th (Champion ); HP: 160/160; AC:34 FF:30, T:15; Init:+5, Fort: +12, Ref: +6, Will: +10; Perception:+4(+6)

Don't we get AoO's for him having to draw a sword? Unless he has quick draw that is
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