[ACO] PFS2e B17 - Sodden Stories (P1) (Inactive)

Game Master UncleFroggy

Watson shakes out of his semi-stupor. "Ack! I didnt take your tequila I swear!" then taps the most interesting-looking weapon-wielder...Hasira7...with ◆◆ Magic Weapon.

"Go get 'em!" he says as he also casts ◆ Shield on himself.

Blue slithers across the stream and tries to latch onto:

1 - Cal, 2 - Watson, 3 - Hasira7: 1d3 ⇒ 3

Mouth Attack vs Hasira7 AC 15: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20
Piercing: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

The leech grabs onto Hasira7 and drinks his blood.

Blood Drain: 2d4 ⇒ (2, 3) = 5

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COMBAT TRACKER
Round: 1-2
Tactical Map
Active Conditions:
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BOLD may go

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Eddie AC 16 (18 w/shield), 18/18
Hasira7 AC 15, 2/15 (Magic Weapon, Drained 1, Grabbed)
Watson AC 14, 18/18 (AC 15)
Lioness Lapping Blood AC 14, 17/17
Cal AC 17, 19/19
Blue (-3, Attached to Hasira7, FF)

-1-
The Great Drake AC 18, 22/22

Hasira nods down to Watson as he channels his second and final focus point, trying to finish off the leech before it's too late.

flat 5 to cast weapon surge: 1d20 ⇒ 19

Fauchard: 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 7 + 1 = 10
heropoint reroll: 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 7 + 1 = 16
slashing: 3d8 + 3 ⇒ (5, 8, 6) + 3 = 22

Hasira then tries to break free
athletics: 1d20 + 6 - 5 ⇒ (18) + 6 - 5 = 19

Weapon Surge, Strike, Escape.

Hasira7 swings and cuts the leech in half, causing the pieces to wash downstream.

Combat Over

With the defeat of the leeches, Ecmund and Prembret rejoin you. Ecmund is already thinking of ways to spin this tale into a grand adventure. You all reach Prembret's camp and the pair of new friends cook a celebratory meal for you, smoked sausage and sadza, a mix of dwarf and grippli favorites!

Ecmund and Prembret continue to swap stories over food. One of the more sincere accounts the dwarf shares was his first-time meeting gripplis on board : a magical, grippli-run city-barge currently taking on supplies at Hyrantam. As Prembret’s eyes fill with wonder at the sound of this place, Ecmund decides that bringing his new friend there would generate many more tales than wandering through the jungle.

Ecmund retraces his steps, with you in tow, heading back to the coast with new stories to tell.

End of Bounty

Thanks for playing all! If there are no corrections to your chronicles, I'll send them out tomorrow and report the game.

Eddie watches the last leech get diced, shrugging at its demise "Lots of nice food for everything in the stream to eat. Let me help you with your lost innards Hasira7." Eddie pulls out a juicy black berry from a pocket and asks the fungal spirits to bless it.

"Eat this, fix you right up. If you need more I make more." Goodberry spam until healed.

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Eddie drags over a pile of rotting leaves and duff to the fire, then sits in it while the others enjoy their meals of sausage and sadza. "That giant boat is a city? Like Absalom city? Must be a BIG boat!" Eddie chats away, constantly trying to get an idea of just how large the barge was, comparing it to nearby trees, the moon, and each party member standing on another's shoulders high.

"Well it has certainly been something. At least it was a different place to learn than a classroom." says Cal as he looks around.

I feel like "Goodberry spam" is a recipe somewhere on Golarion...

With the threat out of the way, Lioness relaxes, a bit. He doesn't fully let down his guard until they are sitting and eating, though.

"I need to see Absalom. I've heard a lot about it, but never been. Since I've joined the Pathfinders, it seems like I should, doesn't it?"

MMmm fried Spam...

"Absalom is very big place on a very small island. I went there by ship a while back to learn about... Pathfinders?" Eddie rubs their head in slight confusion. "I don't remember much, but they were nice and there was a party, with people, and.. oh, I got this thing." Eddie draws out a wayfinder engraved Eddie 'Bo' Leetus on the cover. Tapping it makes it glow.

"Neat huh? Now they ask me to go places, I go, then I get shiny metal coins. Fun!" Eddie draws out a gold one and bites it. "Yum."

Watson also uses his own healing fonts to nurse anyone injured by the lunging leeches back to health as food is prepared, merrily chatting away nonsensically with the dwarf, grippli, and all the rest until it comes time to part back at the coast.