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Kit has already tucked and rolled - she's had plenty of falls in her career and wears a rather resigned expression as she slips.
Well ... that didn't work. At least this wasn't at the club, at least no one is laughing yet.
I do my best for the lols

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With an astonished sigh of relief, Sobek sees Nightkit land safely at the base of the wall using her dexterous acrobatic moves.
Nice landing, 'Kit. Very well done.

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Thanks .. I actually work as an exotic dancer slash acrobat at one of the high end clubs ... so .. falls are part of the job sometimes.

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With that acrobatics check it seems like Kit probably didn't make it high enough to do any damage to herself, if I'm wrong on that I'll burn a spell slot for Feather Fall though.

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Serellig lets out an audible gasp as NightKit hits the wall, but then slowly lets out a relieved breath as he sees that she's ok.

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Kit does not make her best jump and also fails to grab the wall but mangaes to gracefully drop down to ground Yep her feet didnt make it more than 8 feet off the ground so no fall damage
Ha ha ha Can't you fly? Stupid mortals! the golden skinned figure mocks you as it takes out his crossbow and misses Akter. The spectral claw also misses. Its wounds continue to slowly closekeeping the crossbow attack from the last round
claw: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13
Purpurrup takes out his sling and flings a stone at the beast
sling: 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 4 + 2 = 14
Sobek
Llyrr
Nightkit
Serellig
Akter
Boaz
Golden pain (-13)(20 feet high)
Purpurrup

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It's on my 'to do' list Kit growls back at the entity, as she rushes out of the room to pick up some throwable objects - preferably sharp ones.
Anyone got a butterfly net?

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spellcraft: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18
K. Arcana: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23
Finishing off his final round of performance Llyrr will jump up and call "He is levitating not flying so he can't make lateral movements." and Llyrr will keep ready to catch anyone who falls.

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Climb: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20
Boaz attempts to climb the wall again. He manages to find some handholds this time and climbs up 10 feet.

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Sobek takes a step back to get a better view of the golden creature and pulls out his longbow.
He quickly nocks an arrow, pulls the string of the great bow taut, and lets the arrow loose at the creature.
Mwk Comp. Longbow (+4 str) & IC: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 6 + 1 = 13
piercing & IC: 1d8 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 4 + 1 = 8

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Akter steps ahead again, doing the dodging dance from both the creature's crossbow and the spell. The ranger stays focused, shooting as fast as his arms allow, and ends up landing finally a very precise shot against the enemy.
Attack 1: 1d20 + 7 - 2 + 1 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 7 - 2 + 1 + 1 + 1 = 28 Rapid, PBS, Bless, Courage
Damage: 1d8 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 2 + 1 = 11
Confirm?: 1d20 + 7 - 2 + 1 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 7 - 2 + 1 + 1 + 1 = 19
Extra Damage: 2d8 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (4, 5) + 4 + 2 = 15
Attack 2: 1d20 + 7 - 2 + 1 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 7 - 2 + 1 + 1 + 1 = 9
Damage: 1d8 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 2 + 1 = 11

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The golden one continues to laugh as Sobeks arrow bounces of its skin but its laughter is cut short as Akters arrow enters its mouth and pins it to the wall. Another Howl similar to the one you heard when the skeleton Ape animated echoes out from behind the wall. Putakow answers Purpurrup and the howls energy disipates and turns into a hiss and the wall begins to pull back to something more normal.
Sighing Purpurrup explains The ancient wards hold firm. Without any agents this side Praveen remains trapped. My people will repair and reinforse the wards. Thank you all for your help
work of Old Mage Jatembe and his Ten Magic Warriors

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The fight ended, Serellig approaches NightKit and lightly places a hand on her shoulder to get her attention before asking, "Are you sure you're alright? That fall looked rough."
Assuming she reassures him she's okay Serellig turns his attention to saying a prayer over the fallen Halfling and preparing his body to return to the soil.
If NightKit does indicate that she's injured, or anyone else for that matter, Serellig will pull out his wand and begin doing some healing.

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No no .... I'm fine .... I've had worse. Thank you for asking though.
perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10
perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8
perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

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After preparing the body for burial, Serellig takes a look at the potions.
Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18
Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19
Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11
He identifies the first as a potion of bull's strength and the second as a potion of cure moderate wounds. The third, however, escapes him.

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Spellcraft potion 3: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18
K. Arcana: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12
"These seem to be potions of cure light! I think we oughta get out of here though, It seems wrong to be in this burial chamber now that we've cleansed it."

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I think our work is done here. Let's head home. Purpurrup, are you coming back to Absalom with us?

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At the mention of going for a dip, Serellig smiles, avoids looking directly at NightKit and says, "I'd be in for a swim."

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purpurrup replies to Sobek No it falls to me to keep that Fiend in his place. He looks at the totems lined up as barricades. and shakes his head No we need to build new ones these are useless now. He takes one and heads out.
Purpurrup! You survived Another Grippli arrives and hugs Purpurrup
Yes Gurgriibit Thanks to these Pathfinders here who dealt with the Haz'ha and its Outsider leader. The Fiend is secure for now but much work to be done You can sense a great deal of relief that Purpurrup is not alone
Stuff happens there were some Grippli such as Gurgriibit that ran off to fetch help when the Haz'ha arrived and have returned More Grippli will come and defend this sacred site and Purpurrup will end up being the new Fiend Binder of the tribe with some help from other Grippli tribes. Those who wish to see the visions of the well now find the chalice only holds water and no visions are granted. When you get back to your venture captain he is disappointed by that bit of news but otherwise impressed by what you have done

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After the party bids their farewells and warm wishes to Purpurrup and her grippli tribe, they make their way back to the great flowing river that brought them to this part of the Mwangi Expanse.
After a long journey back through the jungle, the sight of the cool river water is welcoming to Sobek, who, like Serellig and Nightkit, could use a refreshing dip in the water.
The sailors of the riverboat welcome the haggard and worn adventurers aboard.
Sobek greets the sailors with a tired upraised hand. He tosses his backpack and weapons past them onto the deck.
Just a moment, men. This jungle humidity has been hell, as well as our long excursion. My friends and I just need a nice respite in the cool river water.
He says to the riverboat sailors as he turns and descends the gangplank.
He motions to his companions to follow as he hurries to the sandy pebble-strewn riverbank below the boat.
Let's go, Serellig and 'Kit!
Throwing off his gleaming breastplate and Osiriani regalia, Sobek strips to his loincloth and runs into the cool river water. He leaps in headfirst with arms in front then surfaces. He turns onto his back to tread water in the slow current.
Aaaaahhh. So nice. He says while floating in the cool water with his eyes closed from the bright sun overhead.
I do hope to adventure with any of you again. You were all... wonderful.
He says as he relaxes in the cool river.
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Nightkit strips off her own armour revealing the green two piece underneath. She goes underwater then dances in the water, just like a nymph.

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Boaz manages to give the grippli one big hug. "Thank you for all the work you do. Without you, Purpurrup, I would be dead. I think I'll come visit sometime again, if that is okay. I will be sure everyone knows of the Great Purpurrup!"
Boaz will watch everyone swim. He's still recovering from his wounds - and trauma from the crocodile. He'll just dip his feet in the water and watch his new friends. And smile.

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Serellig watches NightKit move into the water with extreme grace even as he awkwardly tries to shrug out of his armor and clerical robes and then goes to follow her into the water only to slip as he's entering and plunge face first into the river. He comes up blushing, but laughing, and swims over to where NightKit is water dancing and just treads water and enjoys the show.