
| Daniel Penfold 351 | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            All around is a wall of sickly yellow fog, tumbling through the alley's canyon of crumbling gray brick walls like some jaundiced flash flood. Ahead, the unfamiliar alley splits, curving to the left and right. Behind, from the silent swell of mist, emanates the sound of footsteps-slow, but somehow keeping pace with the careening, hungry wave. You don't know how you got here or who you are. The others look familiar to you but you can't place them
GM note - You each have your main weapon only. Spellcasters have spell components and spellbooks.
Initiative order:
Trevor 24
Chakam 19
Akhuko 18
Domeric 9

| Chakam | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            Posting already so we don't wait too much for Trevor...
Chakam woke up a little dizzy. He shook his head, as if with a painful headache, and for moments ignored the voices around him. His thoughts were still a little confused, but he felt he had a guiding light: for in his mind, a bright large Dawnflower was shining as strong as the Sun itself.
The Paladin of Hope knew something had happened, but in his core refused to bow to the situation. He touched his greatsword, on the back, and pulled it to help him stand up. The plate was adorned with signs of Sarenrae, and he felt as if it helped him gain his forces back. Something... Alien... Had happened. But he was going to do something about it and change his situation.
Sarenrae bless you. - he finally spoke. His mind was still confused; he couldn't even remember his full name! Yet, somehow, his mission was still clear - I... don't know where we are. But feel hopeful, because we will find out soon. Together.
The paladin then inspected the room, focusing to check if they were in the presence of evil.
Move action to stand up and pull weapon (BAB+1), standard to Detect evil

| Daniel Penfold 351 | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            The alley walls sag, battered brick slumping over the path, nearly blotting out the bruised twilight sky. Again the grimy cobblestone path splits. This time one route curves uphill, while the other recklessly descends. Behind, the yellow fog and the relentless sound of pursuit grow closer
What do you want to do now?

| Chakam | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            We are in the presence of evil! - the Paladin yells, and turns around. He firms his legs on the ground and looks at the yellow fog and whatever could be justifying the pursuit - he won't cower, he won't run, he will face whatever is coming for them.
Can I see the others? Can I recognize them as friends?

| Daniel Penfold 351 | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            @ Chakam- you can see the others, they seem vaguely familiar but you do not know if they are friends or just people you've met.
The mist parts, now mere steps behind. A mask of gray rags emerges, strips of something fleshier than fabric worming and constricting across a body that's almost humanlike - but too lean, and far too flexible. Gauzy gray ribbons reach out like tendrils, each grasping for less doubtful flesh to claim.

| Trevor Culexis | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            Whoops sorry.
Trevor pushes himself up from the ground, his aching body seems to hurt worse than it usually does and he gazes around at the strangeness.
Wah..Ur? Trevor grasps at his hammer and sweats as his eyes dart around.
At the sudden voice, Trevor whirls to look at the strange man. Evil?! Where? Where are we?

| Domeric | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            "What... what is this place. Who are you people?" Domeric asked nervously. He looks around, scanning the area with a detect magic spell, before noticing the approaching figure and drawing his weapon.
If we are a two weapon fighting build, do we have both our weapons, or still only one?

| Chakam | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            Chakam looks around. He knew these people were at least his acquaintances, and he could clearly identify the true danger going towards them. He took the point and spoke bravely.
And I am... Chakam... - the brief pause happened as the name almost sounded foreign to him - ... And don’t fear, as we have Sarenrae with us. Have hope!
With that said, he advanced and attacked the strange creature. He was clearly troubled by its appearance, but the zeal of his faith was guiding his thoughts.
Attack: 1d20 + 5 - 1 ⇒ (6) + 5 - 1 = 10
Damage: 2d6 + 9 ⇒ (2, 5) + 9 = 16
The attack went clumsy without any precision, though.
Not sure if my “foe of the strange” trait applies

| Chakam | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            Damn that hurt! Oh well, that might my fastest adventure ever :)
Have hope, my friends! - he screams as he attacks again.
Swift action to Bestow Hope - everybody gains DR 1/-until the end of the fight.
Again power attacking and adding the bard bonus, but not my trait bonus as I don’t know if it applies.
Attack: 1d20 + 5 - 1 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 5 - 1 + 1 = 23
Damage: 2d6 + 9 + 1 ⇒ (4, 1) + 9 + 1 = 15

| Domeric | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            Assuming that I have both of my TWF weapons
Maintaining the song, Domeric uses Arcane Strike and unleashes a flurry of quick attacks with his Starknives.
Attack 1: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20
Damage 1: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9
Attack 2: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10
Damage 2: 1d4 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

| Chakam | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            I'm assuming the damage above isn't counting my DR, so I'm miraculously at HP 1 at the moment!

| Chakam | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            Not sure if I can attack too since the GM called for Akhuko only, but guessing I can... Following the others :)
Chakam is absurdly hurt, almost dropping to his feet, yet he persists attacking. His scars will be his prize; the goddess illuminates his path.
Attack: 1d20 + 5 - 1 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 5 - 1 + 1 = 22
Damage: 2d6 + 6 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (4, 5) + 6 + 3 + 1 = 19

| Chakam | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            Miraculously still alive and clueless, the Suli persists attacking the enemy. He felt Sarenrae was protecting him and his companions.
Attack: 1d20 + 5 - 1 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 5 - 1 + 1 = 8
Damage: 2d6 + 6 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (6, 4) + 6 + 3 + 1 = 20
On a side note, maybe we will need a fifth member for our party... With real healing powers :O

| Chakam | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            Chakam puts everything on his last attack, then finally drops unconscious.
Attack: 1d20 + 5 - 1 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 5 - 1 + 1 = 7
Damage: 2d6 + 6 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (5, 2) + 6 + 3 + 1 = 17
He misses miserably.
I had only 1 HP, and took 2 points of damage; since I still have the DR 1/- going, then I dropped to 0 HP. With my action, I fell unconscious and stable.

| Chakam | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            That was fast! It chose to attack an unconscious man bleeding on the floor! At least I’m happy I gave the others another round. Could I create a new char?
 
	
 
     
     
     
	
 