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As the shadows lengthen, the cleric Umut emerges from the temple, calls for the guests’ attention, and requests they honor the deceased. With that, Aaqir al'Hakam and several other members of the Bahjari household carry a wooden bier bearing the shrouded body of Zarmina through the front door, up the stairs, and into the temple, where the guests file in afterward. Area A2 on the maps Aaqir al’Hakam and the others lay the bier atop the altar of Sarenrae, and then join the other guests in the pews.
Umut open's the service by recognizing the goddess to whom the temple is consecrated as a sign of respect before transitioning to an invocation to “our lady of eternity, who shepherds the deceased to an everlasting afterlife.” This title and the rest of the service are dedicated to Pharasma.
Knowledge religion check
Most of her prayers are in the Osirian language, though her bidding the soul safe
voyage down the River of Souls is delivered in Common. With that, she invites the guests to come forward, place any gifts to be interred with Zarmina on the table near the altar, and address the guests and the deceased.
The merchants who have come to honor Zarmina all give splendid gifts. amongst other guests praising and gifting the party takes note of some of the special guests' speeches. Doritannia Raffella speaks highly of Zarmina, and she further cites Temel Passad as a similarly upstanding member of the mercantile community who will certainly carry Zarmina’s torch of fair business practices into the future; Temel seems to expect this praise and nods in recognition of her kind words. Pellius Melkior likens memories of Zarmina to finely crafted dwarven stone—enduring, beautiful, and formed gradually over many years of virtuous work. Metella Rauger is somewhat embarrassed by this reference, but by the end of the Andoren’s speech, she is smiling in appreciation. Jakti al’Awar’s gift is a gold- and jewel-embellished ledger, and his speech praises Zarmina for having lived a virtuous and charitable life yet suffering neither the kowtowing of sycophants nor the underhandedness of villains.
It comes time for the party to present their gift and make a speech, you note Jakti, Metella, and Temel all looking at you expectantly.

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Sense Motive , Add +2 for human 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 1 = 21 OMG!!!!
"I do believe our friends there wish to be included in our address to this fine assembly." She tells her companions in a low voice.

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Knowledge, religion - untrained: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16
Sense Motive: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8
Geoclunicus almost loses consciousness during the dull ceremony.

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I'm suposed to have Ēoswulf give a speech here, aren't I?
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I don't envy you.

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Ēoswulf steps forward. He lays down the gift. "On behalf of the Pathfinder Society, we offer this gift. Although I did not know her personally, the presence of so many auspicious persons at her funeral speaks well to her character and merit. May we honor her memory with joy and good trade."
diplomacy: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25
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DMRhino |

Jakti looks pleased
The speeches conclude as the sun approaches the horizon, its red light illuminating the room in crimson hues.
Umut orates a closing prayer, finishing by brushing her lips against Zarmina’s forehead, whispers an inaudible message, and then brushing her hands gently down the body’s face as if closing Zarmina’s eyes forever. She then has several servants gather the gifts and then informs Aaqir al’Hakam that she is leaving to prepare the mausoleum for the interment. Aaqir requests that the guests remain in the area for several minutes before they carry the body to the graveyard.
You note that there's time to talk to some of the guests again to gain the influence that Aagir seeks.

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And this time maybe pool our resources...It's obvious to me Fillia is best aiding rather then trying to go for the skills by herself.

DMRhino |

Saddly you're about to get your actual indicator. I will summarize what is revealed in the above posts...
You were successful twice with Jakti once with a pretty high roll
You have gained some amount of influence with Metella, Passad, and Dorritina (one successful role each I believe)
You have not gained any ground with Pellius
You were instructed to win over as many as you can.

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Hinkle approaches Pellius "Pellius Melkior? I've heard you're the man to talk to about wares out of Andoran? I've also heard you are trying to expand beyond your nations boarders?"
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3
It is at this moment that Hinkle trips and promptly falls flat on his face.

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Geo figures he can't do any worse, so gives it a try.
"What my friend here means to say is that your reputation precedes you, and we are quite impressed. We would be happy to offer our services if you come of need, for we too enjoy profitable trade."
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18

DMRhino |

Pellius looks relived when Geocluicus shows up. In discussion you see Pellius is eager to speak of local happenings (Knowledge Local, Diplomacy, or bluff) Diplomacy roll gained some influence
Pellius is a clean-shaven man of average height with sandy-brown hair. He is quick to laugh and makes seems especially friendly. In speaking with him Geo learns that Pellius is unhappy with his current trade agreements with Aaqir al’Hakam.

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Geo and Pellius hit it off, and so Geo keeps talking and asking questions.
Knowledge, local: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22
"Sounds like we need to find you a better trade deal, eh?"

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Ēoswulf approaches Metella. "I hope our bargain still pleases you?"
diplomacy: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13
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This is horrible for Fillia.
Bluff for the one I did succeded on, Dorritina. +2 for favored enemy 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 2 = 20
"I trust the entire party was to your enjoyment or did you require something else?" giving her quarry her own time to read into her words.

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Eoswulf feels he's not making headway with Metella, but Fillia feels Dorritina warm to her. Dorrintina, feeling more comfortable, again laments about her debt to Temel Passad.
After a few minutes, Jakti al’Awar proposes everyone raise a glass and toast Aaqir al’Hakam and Emir Thalzar Gaatan. The guests each take a moment to praise the two.
Sense Motive 15
Jakti al’Awar is the last to toast the hosts, concluding his remarks by saying, “And may our hosts carry on the legacy of the departed, may Sarenrae see her safely to Nirvana and its city of High Ninshabur.”

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sense motive: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24
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DMRhino |

As each guest speaks Eoswulf relays how sincere each guest is in their toast. The more sincere, it seems, the better job you're doing in gaining influence.
Passad, Helljus and Metella all give a polite but not particularly heartfelt toast, definitely more work to do.
Dorritina gives a generous toast, it seems as if she's pretty close to being won over.
Again, we end on Jakti's toast which is sincere and glowing, he looks right at the Pathfinders with a smile and nods. He concludes his remarks by saying, “And may our hosts carry on the legacy of the departed, may Sarenrae see her safely to Nirvana and its city of High Ninshabur.”
As he says this, Zarmina’s body twitches to life. Zarmina tears herself out of the shroud with a pained moan and begins attacking the guests. As she does so, she points toward the door—in the same direction as Jakti, Metella, Temel, and Aaqir—and rasps “You have failed me! Betrayer!” Most of those in attendance flee, and Aaqir al’Hakam hurriedly signals for the the party to intervene while he tries to keep the crowd under control.
Geoclunicus Init: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6
Ēoswulf Init: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9
Fillia Init: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13
Hinkle Init: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3
Dunbar Init: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14
Baddie 1 Init: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (19) + 0 = 19
The party, taken totally by surprise is delayed by the sudden turn of events while Zarmina rises, and a hot wind whips up 30 feet around her. She approaches the group. striking down guests as she moves. Panic ensues, as most of the rest of the guests scurry past the party. A few stragglers hide under or behind benches, but otherwise remain out of the way.
Fatigued as if from heat stroke (and some non-lethal damage I will roll.)
The hot wind continues to swirl around Zarmina.
Party is up!

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With Dorrintina
"Perhaps I can aid you in that. Let me speak to him on your behalf and see if we can come to some form of arrangement."
For the Sense Motive, add +2 for human
1d20 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 1 = 13
Fort Save vs DC 14 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18

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Fort: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13
"Going out on a limb here, but I think she may be undead," Hinkle says as he raises his symbol of Torag. "Guess this is one way to find out," He adds as a wave of holy energy washes over the area around the gnome.
Channel positive: 1d6 ⇒ 1
Would normally be a DC 12 Will save for half, but she just takes 1 damage either way if she is in fact undead.

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fortitude: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7
Ēoswulf dons his shield, draws his sword, and steps toward the center aisle.
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Fillia fires an arrow first. No sense in getting closer after all.
Fire 1 arrow 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 81d8 ⇒ 7

DMRhino |

From the prior round everyone but Geo failed the Fort save versus hot desert winds, they are fatigued and take some non-lethal damage
Fillia 1d4 ⇒ 3
Eoswilf 1d4 ⇒ 3
Hinkkle 1d4 ⇒ 4
Fillia let's loose an arrow, but a fleeing guest bumps into her causing the arrow to fly wild. Geo hurls a dagger that bounces harmlessly off Zarmina's shoulder.
Hinkle calls on the blessings of the Father of Creation... his prayers are answered, but not with much strength.
The winds continue as Zarmina advances on Eoswulf and attempts to slam him with two imposing fists. Eoswulf swings his shield into position as the fists strike down upon it with a resounding impact.
Slam: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14
Become Exhausted (Moves at half speed, cannot run or charge, and takes a –6 penalty to Strength and Dexterity)
Plus 1d4 non-lethal
Remember, Fatigued take -2 str, -2 Dex
Either will apply for your actions this round.
Party is up!
Zarmina (1)
Fillia (fatigued, 3 Non-lethal)
Eoswulf (fatigued, 3 Non-Lethal)
Geo
Hinkle (fatigued, 4 Non-Lethal)

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Fort: 1d20 + 3 - 4 ⇒ (1) + 3 - 4 = 0
"So....thirsty....." Hinkle manages to croak as he points a finger at the undead creature and fires off a ray.
Ranged touch: 1d20 + 2 - 3 ⇒ (13) + 2 - 3 = 12
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 5
Casting disrupt undead.
Non lethal: 1d4 ⇒ 1

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Hinkle, delirious from the heat, lets loose a disruptive blast at Zarmina. She recoils from the impact, but stands fast threatening Eoswulf.
Bold is up
Zarmina (6)
Fillia (fatigued (DC 15 Save pending), 3 Non-lethal)
Eoswulf (fatigued (DC 15 Save pending), 3 Non-Lethal)
Geo
Hinkle (Exhausted, 5 Non-Lethal)

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Ermm I failed the fort save? I thought it was DC 14? I rolled a total of 18.

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fortitude: 1d20 + 4 - 2 - 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 - 2 - 4 = 18 woot
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Ēoswulf slashes at the body with his sword.
longsword, attack, fatigued: 1d20 + 6 - 2 ⇒ (4) + 6 - 2 = 8
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Fillia takes her shot.
lol. I'm shooting against something I likely can't hurt. 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 251d8 ⇒ 1
Confirm crit 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 192d8 ⇒ (3, 3) = 6

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Geo advances, rapier in hand, and tries to skewer the recently risen.
Attack: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (18) + 0 = 18
Crit confirm?: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (2) + 0 = 2
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 4

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The rapier slides into the recently risen tearing off pieces of flesh as Zarmina continues her assault on Eoswulf, pulling his shield to the side and landing a blow. Guests scream in the background, some cower in corners.
Slam: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20 Hits due to fatigue
Damage: 1d6 + 6 - 2 ⇒ (2) + 6 - 2 = 6
The winds continue, Hinkle, make a DC 16 Fort Save or 1d4 non-lethal
Round 3
Zarmina (17)
Fillia
Eoswulf (fatigued, 6 Lethal, 3 Non-Lethal)
Geo
Hinkle (Exhausted, 5 Non-Lethal)

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Ēoswulf grimaces at the injury. thanks for tracking the up damage there He retaliates with a blow from his own sword.
longsword, attack, fatigued: 1d20 + 6 - 2 ⇒ (5) + 6 - 2 = 9
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Geo steps to the side, trying to ease his way into a flanking position, as he stabs again with his rapier.
Attack: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (15) + 0 = 15
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 6

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Fillia once more nocks and arrow and takes careful aim.
Shoot 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 101d8 ⇒ 8
"Try to hold her back! It's difficult getting a clear shot!"