[Outpost V, PFS2] 2-04 Path of Kings (Inactive)

Game Master Blake's Tiger

You head to the town hall at the center of Port Valen, seeking a meeting with the mayor. There you encounter a terrible foe: a bureaucratic assistant. However, once you explain that you are envoys from the recently arrived Pathfinder expedition, the assistant changes his tune. "Please wait just a moment and let me check to see if Mayor Bloodfang has time today."

Just as the assistant stands up, an exhausted and beleaguered looking Valenborn man in his middle age walks out from the door behind the assistant. "Oh! Mayor Bloodfang!" the assistant says. "Let me introduce you to the envoys from the Pathfinder expedition. They would like to speak with you about a request."

The mayor looks relieved to be interrupted from whatever he was dealing with, "Welcome to Port Valen. I am Sonidaga Bloodfang. How can I help you?"

Azu designates the mayor as his prey and then eyes the man over to see if there is some physical clue as to what the mayor may have been doing previously.

Seek? Perception +10 with +2 for Seek on Prey

Teja makes sure the bodies of the undead warriors are disposed of in the (hopefully calm?) sea ... before visiting the mayor.

Rangi looks at his quiet allies and says

"We are pathfinders, we look for a place to build our lodge here. We have spoken with Svein and saved his scout, for which he promised to offer his feast hall for that purpose."

He looks around the place "We just wanted to confirm that everything is in order"

"Burial at sea" typically means sailing out onto the sea and dropping them, not just tossing them off the shore or docks and would require more time than you have, but consider them dealt with by the end of the scenario.

"Hey! You can't dump bodies this close to the shore!" a fisherman complains at Teja.

In the town hall, the mayor nods slowly. "He hasn't said anything to me, but I'm sure he will if he gave you his word," Mayor Bloodfang says. "But I'll have to think about it. The feast hall does belong to the town. However, there is a plot of land that I'd be glad to give to the Pathfinder Society if you can help me with the mess it's currently tangled in. A mess that's giving me a headache every morning." He mugs a lopsided, rueful smile. "If you help me settle this land dispute, I'll gift you the land. We can draw up the retainer and contract right now, if you agree."

Teja sighs. Things are never as simple as they could be.

"I have some experience in negotiations." she admits.
"Some libraries are reluctant to let just anyone see their texts."

"Excellent!" Mayor Bloodfang says, looking clearly relieved. "Draw up the contracts while I explain the situation to the Pathfinders," he tells his assistant. The assistant dutifully retrieves a bottle of ink and a stack of blank parchment and begins writing out the contract.

"I'm trying to resolve a property dispute between two families--the Molwans and the Yrmingars. They're distantly related and can trace their ancestry back to the earliest unions between the Ulfen explorers and the Mahwek people. The dispute involves a track of land between the two that has traditionally been used by both as a path to bring their carts to town and as a source of water and salmon. Recent activities by both families--the Ymingars' farming and the Molwans' ranching--have let do runoff into the river. Each family blames the other for the dirtying of the water and decline in the salmon.

"I've proposed the town purchase the land and appoint a steward. The steward will maintain the track's natural resources, including protecting the water and fishing rights of both families. The agreement will include permission to build a living facility for the steward. Or stewards. I've drafted the proposal, and I need you to split up and get each of the families to agree to it before the Ymingars patriarch marches off for Valenhall with Sveinn Blood-Eagle.

"Balasz is their patriarch. He is proud and stern. He responds poorly to threats but is amenable to flattery. He respects anyone who can prove their knowledge and respect for the land and enjoys conversing with other farmers. Deishu Molwan is their matriarch. She is a renowned breeder of the long‑haired horses common in this part of Arcadia. She has a sense of humor but looks poorly on attempts to win her over through flattery. She respects strong people who aren’t afraid to make their will and thoughts known, as well as anyone who shows a strong affinity for horses and the equestrian arts."

I recommend a team of 2 and a team of 3. The smaller team should have Teja in it.

Teja listens with care to the mayor.

"Are you suggesting that the pathfinder society acts as steward of the land?" she asks "And we build the lodge there? Or that we take over the feasting hall?"

Then she adds "And, if not the society, do you have a suggestion for someone who would be acceptable to both families to act as steward?]"

Thinking about the personalities she sighs. "I suspect I will be better dealing with Balasz."

"Yes. That is the most elegant solution to my problems," the mayor says. "Once you see the land, I'm sure you'll agree that it a better choice than the feast hall. The Pathfinder Society will have privacy and plenty of land in exchange for maintaining the natural resources there. It will be a bit of a walk to town and the docks, but that is a small inconvenience. However, if you decide you would rather have the feast hall--and you do have Sveinn's recommendation--then I'll find someone else appropriate to serve as steward."

Elixia looks to Teja. "I'd be much more useful spending time with those prone to charming conversation than hard labor...but if we have no other options, my strapping fellow Hans here is my only other suggestion if you want me to join the more manual party."

Feel free to send me to whichever option I fit in best at

"That's okay. Why don't you take on Balasz then, and I'll talk with Deishu. Shall I take Azu with me then?"

She pauses to think. "I suggest we first up see if they can suggest someone who would be mutually acceptable to both. If the holdings are near each other we may be able to compare notes... or not have time. Otherwise we suggest the Society as an impartial third party who just wants clean water. "

She sighs. "I suspect they both really want the same thing, the others not to have access. Even through they are related, old feuds run deep. So the Society acting an impartial steward is likely our best bet if they can't suggest anyone else neutral."

Azu nods and prepares to follow Teja.

You begin hiking toward the two properties, diverging as you reach the contested land. It is a potentially bountiful area with fertile grasslands and a placid river flowing down the center.

What follows is a chance for role-play with the NPCs. After that, I'll tell you what your skill options are and call for rolls.

Molwan Ranch (Elexia, Rangi, Scratch)

The Molwan ranch features a stable, a covered hall for eating, and a handful of single-family houses and tents staked out near a fenced-in grazing area. Large horses with thick manes, hair-covered fetlocks, and unusually shaggy hair covering the rest of their bodies, prance about the grazing area. The horses are clearly bred for heartiness, strength, and endurance, rather than speed. Mahwek and Valenborn grooms care for the horses and move about the property with the assured, quick steps of people who know what they’re doing and will get it done quickly so they can move on to the next task.

An older woman rides from the grazing area to greet you, her dark hair pulled back in a gray-flecked braid and her skin weathered by sun and the elements. Combined with her razor-sharp cheekbones and bright eyes, the woman’s age could be a hard-won forty to a youthful sixty.

"What's your business here?" she asks, and then turns her horse and begins to walk away. "You'll need to walk and talk, so keep up. Work on my ranch never stops."

Ymingars (Azu, Teja)

The Yrmingar Farm is a series of small plots of land, each plot dedicated to growing maize, potatoes, wheat, or squash, and two plots left fallow. Ulfen and Valenborn toil in the fields collecting a harvest. As you approach, a large Valenborn man sets aside an oversized scythe and waves to you as he walks over. As he draws closer, you can see that he wears a bearskin cloak with a clean tunic underneath, though his hands and pants are textured with layers of soil and loam. He thrusts out one of his large, dirt-stained hands. "I'm Balasz Ymingars. What brings you to our farm?"

As Azu walks along the farm, he looks for any clues of predators or thing that might improve the harvest.

Survival +11. Nature +8

Azu greats the man, gripping his hand firmaly, "Azu. We are Pathfinders." Azu let's Teja introduce himself and do the talking.

I think we were doing groups the other way around as Elixia wanted to work her way on a male target.

I would wait for the conclusion who goes where. Rangi has better RP opportunity on a ranch, but he can find a common topic with a warior.

Apologies. You're right.
REPOST:

Molwan Ranch (Azu, Teja)

The Molwan ranch features a stable, a covered hall for eating, and a handful of single-family houses and tents staked out near a fenced-in grazing area. Large horses with thick manes, hair-covered fetlocks, and unusually shaggy hair covering the rest of their bodies, prance about the grazing area. The horses are clearly bred for heartiness, strength, and endurance, rather than speed. Mahwek and Valenborn grooms care for the horses and move about the property with the assured, quick steps of people who know what they’re doing and will get it done quickly so they can move on to the next task.

An older woman rides from the grazing area to greet you, her dark hair pulled back in a gray-flecked braid and her skin weathered by sun and the elements. Combined with her razor-sharp cheekbones and bright eyes, the woman’s age could be a hard-won forty to a youthful sixty.

"What's your business here?" she asks, and then turns her horse and begins to walk away. "You'll need to walk and talk, so keep up. Work on my ranch never stops."

Ymingars Farm (Elexia, Rangi, Scratch)

The Yrmingar Farm is a series of small plots of land, each plot dedicated to growing maize, potatoes, wheat, or squash, and two plots left fallow. Ulfen and Valenborn toil in the fields collecting a harvest. As you approach, a large Valenborn man sets aside an oversized scythe and waves to you as he walks over. As he draws closer, you can see that he wears a bearskin cloak with a clean tunic underneath, though his hands and pants are textured with layers of soil and loam. He thrusts out one of his large, dirt-stained hands. "I'm Balasz Ymingars. What brings you to our farm?"

"That's the difference between the city and the farm. There is always something more than needs to be done. A fence to fix, bard to build, water to carry."

She pauses for a moment to admire the horse the woman is riding. "She is a beautiful animal."

Then looks the woman in the eyes. "We are here on behalf the the mayor. He wants to see the problem with the land between your farm and the Ymingar holding settled."

"That's the difference between the city and the farm. There is always something more than needs to be done. A fence to fix, bard to build, water to carry."

She pauses for a moment to admire the horse the woman is riding. "She is a beautiful animal." Eyes slightly sad she comments "It's a bit cold up north where I come from for horses to be used much. But I love meeting them now."

Then looks the woman in the eyes. "We are here on behalf the the mayor. He wants to see the problem with the land between your farm and the Ymingar holding settled. Could you tell us what has been happening? The mayor only gave a very short summry."

Azu takes a look at the horse and tries to see if there is anything ailing the animal as well as determining its stock and/or breeding.

Nature +8

Teja nods as Azu assesses the animal and farm. She casts her own eye over the lands as well.

Also nature +8

Rangi limps towards Balasz he keeps his shield in hand and nods his head. "I am Rangi, druid of the old ways, this is Scratch and Elexia. "

Nature: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (11) + 9 = 20

"I see you have some fine land here, the soil seems fertile, managed well can be valuable for a really long time."

I am leaving flattery to Elexia, Rangi can try to impress Balasz with Nature knowledge ;)

Molwan Ranch (Azu, Teja)

As Teja begins to explain why they have come to the ranch, Deishu to shout at a pair of farmhands strolling down a path at a leisurely pace, "Hey! Wabash! Thror! Put some pep in your pace or you'll be eating a cold dinner by the time you finish with your work!" She glances back at Teja, [b]"You were saying?"

While Teja continues to explain your intentions, Deishu turns off the path and rides to a horse struggling some with the birth of her foal. She dismounts to assist with the birth. Teja and Azu assist her proficiently. "Thanks for the hands," she says, wiping her hands on her saddle blanket before continuing on to the house. There she rinses her hands in a cold water trough. "The Ymingars' farming practices have become sloppy over the years," she explains to Teja and Azu. "Their soil is eroding downhill during the rains and dirties the water, which makes it bad for drinking--man or horse--and is killing off the salmon, so there's not as much fish to go around. That's what the problem is. We asked the Mayor to deal with them since they won't listen to us."

Checks made and succeeded. She'll sign the papers if you ask her to.

Ymingars Farm (Elexia, Rangi, Scratch)

"Well, that still doesn't tell me the purpose of your visit," Balaz says. "Did you come to study my farm? It is very efficient and ecologically friendly. Not like the Molwan's ranch. They water their horses in the stream and let them deficate in the same water, which makes the water unfit for drinking unless you hike well out of your way."

Elixia gives the patriarch a dazzling smile and provides a pleasant greeting and compliments on the beautiful farmland before them as well as its tender along with the reason why we're here.

Really insane last few days...I'm sorry I don't have a lot of RP in me right now, so I guess just insert something creative?

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (7) + 10 = 17
:(

If that's a failure I'll use a hero point. If it's a critical failure I'll use Courteous Comeback. Either way feel free to roll for me to not slow things down, ty.

Azu nods, "It sounds like we should be able to kill two quail with one stone. If we stop the erosion on Ymingars farm, they will have better crops and stop polluting the river."

Azu turns to Teja, "We should investigate the situation at Ymingars farm"

Scratch has been silent for a long time, something was off. Walking out and seeing the farmland though finally snaps him back on "We're Pathfinders, not sure if that means anythin' to ya, but back where we're from it do. The mayor wants us to settle the back and forth 'tween you all and the horse farm folks. We wanna build a Lodge near the river up on the hill there so we can keep the river clean and the salmon jumpin' high. Maybe we can look at the river and help everyone sort out problems straight off.. maybe neither of ya is at fault, maybe its somethin' like them damned carp eatin' all the fish eggs or two angry beavers blockin' the way for the little fry goin' ta sea."

Nature: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (10) + 8 = 18

Scratch does indeed want to visit the river on the way back, or during the trip, the solution could be finding no fault between the two sides and another issue altogether.

Teja nods her thanks.

"Well, if we build a lodge there, we'll be able to help keep an eye on the water quality... and maybe offer Ymingar a hand with building something to stop his farm eroding into the river. " she says.

Have we actually read the papers that the mayor has send with us? Not that I'm suspicious at all, but I'd certainly want to check them before putting them up for signing.

You could have. It's all on the up-and-up. This isn't one of those gotcha situations.

Molwan Ranch (Azu, Teja)

Deishu nods as she looks over the contract. "This would be acceptable to me to have the Pathfinder Society serve as a steward," she says, signing the contract.

Ymirgars Farm (Elexia, Rangi, Scratch)

"Ah, that's what you're about?" Balasz says. "You seem like nice folk. Come with me as I finish my chores then I'll wash these hands before I handle your delicate parchment and feathers." The patriarch introduces you to many farm workers along the way, referring to them as his sons and daughters. Once he has finished, he heads to the main house. "Alright, let me see that contract." He nods as he reads it through. "You folk seem knowledgeable enough about the land to serve as stewards. I'm convinced." Balasz signs the settlement contract.

Each group having obtained their respective signatures, you return to meet at your prearranged meeting place and learn of each other's success. You can also share that neither family is doing anything wrong in particular, but they both have expanded quite far and the inevitable consequences of progress are taking their tole on the lands between. A neutral steward certain could help both family's and the natural resources shared between them.

You return to Port Valen where Mayor Bloodfang looks extremely relieved to hear of your success. "Finally! I can give those troubles over to someon--Er. I mean, great work! That is a big help to me and my nights will surely be more restful." He glances pointedly at his assistant, who scurries off to retrieve a chest. "Here is your immediate payment for a job well done."

Within the chest are 4 moderate acid flasks and 4 moderate alchemists fire as well as 100 gold in mixed coins.

You have the rest of the day to yourselves.

Teja heads down to the waterfront to see if she can acquire a boat and crew, and whether the sea is calm enough to dispose of the bodies.

Scratch isn't one to look a gift horse in the mouth, happily accepting the chest of rewards "Always glad to help Mr Mayor. Go get yerself a relaxin' massage and a half a couple hot toddies n you'll sleep as hard as a whelpling on rock tossin' day." He hoists up the loot and hurries off.

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"Bet we can find a quick boat trip, maybe drop the names of our new friends here eh? Maybe they got a church or somethin' that would be up for puttin' them bones to rest." Scratch helps Teja as best he can. He may be pretty rough around the edges, but he takes the responsibility of the dead as serious business.

Religion: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14

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"So, far as I can see on a cool night on flat ground is that we've done what needs doin' for the VC right? Secure a spot to build a lodge: check. And wrangle up some fresh maps so we don't get lost on the float home: check." He looks to the others for concurrence before bringing up the matter of a night on the town.

Calisro Bennary looks at Teja with a cocked glance. "Sure. Fine. Hey! Olley!" she yells over at a junior agent. "Go untie the dinghy and row it over to the docks to help this Pathfinder put some dead to rest." The junior Pathfinder agent hops up and runs to the back of the ship, talking with a few of the other sailors to get the smaller boat ready.

Meanwhile, Scratch asks around and finds someone close enough to a priest of Gozreh to say words for the sea burial. With the word of your helping two of the leaders in town spreading, he is even willing to do it without charge. It takes a while to get everything ready at the docks and it takes a good while to sail the dinghy out beyond sight of the shore. Fortunately, the weather is fair.

By the time those of you who went out make it back to town, the sun is ready to begin dipping below the horizon, and Scratch is itching to start the evening festivities. With many of Blood-eagle's men ready to set out for Vallenhall soon, there is no shortage of feasting and drinking.

Rangi limps with the others and helps dump the bodies into the sea. "That was an easy job, when do we go back?" asks looking at the settlement from afar

"We don't have to supervise the building itself do we? Just secure the land." she says hopefully.

The through of spending a night of hard drinking with her distant cousins doesn't fill the scholar with a load of joy. She takes a sketch pad with the intent of drawing the feasting scene and taking notes about how the various groups interact.

"Not sure 'bout you guys, but after spendin' that much time bobbin' along like sea serpent bait in a toy boat how 'bout we spend some time socializin' round town here and learn some culture?" He ribs Rangi and Teja.

Too much focus on work n not enough livin' life for them two. What's the point of workin' if ya don't make yer liver hate ya once and a while?

Teja, slightly green from the all-too-soon-repeated experience of being on a boat sighs. "Explore.. Cooperate... Drink... I think the societies motto needs to be changed." she mutters.

Still, she does tag along, curious about what passes for entertainment amongst folk who recreationally fight linnorm.

You spend the night where and as lively as you choose. Wherever your head found rest, you are rudely and suddenly awakened by the clanging of bells, men and women shouting in alarm, and the clatter of spears being collected from weapon racks. While you hurry to dress and arm yourselves, you hear terrible roars and bellows. Emerging onto the street, the broken body of a Ulfen warrior crashes down beside you. Turning in that direction, you see three frost giants at the edge of town. Sveinn Blood-eagle's men are dealing with these. Other warriors are battling monsters around Port Valen.

Two small, blue-skinned giants accompanied by four wart-covered, hairless, green-skinned hounds break through the lines and eye you hungrily. "Raagh!" One of the giants charges forward and then tosses a hatchet at Teja. She leaps out of the way just in time as the whirling weapon passes uncomfortably close to her head before it sinks into the wall behind you all.

Yes. You have your weapons out.

Encounter! Round 1. Bold may act.

Blue Giant
Teja
Ragni
Scratch
Elexia
Blue Square Hound
Azu
>Arlo
Red Round Hound
Red Square Hound
Red Giant
Blue Round Hound

Scratch wakes up, pulling a numb arm out from under someone, either himself or a local friend he met last night at the party. "Who set the damned alarm clock so early?" Wiping the sleep from his eyes and the dried something from his beard he looks out the high window "Grab all the gunpowder ya can, we got some blastin' to do!"

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Scratch moves quickly to the cover of the blue spruce tree, leans the barrel of his long rifle against the rough bark, and pulls the trigger.

BOOM!

+1 Striking Arquebus: Concussive, Fatal d12, Kickback vs Blue Giant: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (18) + 13 = 31 Damage (P/B): 2d8 + 2 + 1d6 ⇒ (2, 6) + 2 + (6) = 16

He ducks for some cover while he reloads.

"Focus fire on the big blue ugly up front!"

Stride, Strike, Covered Reload. AC23 for the round.

Scratch blows a hole big enough to pass a keg through in the giant's side. The giant does not seem to mind. In fact, the bleeding stops almost immediately, and the ruined lung regrows into a smaller bud of a lung, inflating and deflating with each rapid breath.

The other giant sees someone else it wants to rip apart and runs off that way (apologies, I misread the encounter numbers, only one giant).

Encounter! Round 1. Bold may act.

Blue Giant (-56 hp)
Teja
Ragni
Scratch
Elexia
Blue Square Hound
Azu
>Arlo
Red Round Hound
Red Square Hound
Blue Round Hound

"This... This is why I moved south. How can anyone get any study done with these constant interruptions."

And to try and find my father

For a moment she considers what she knows about giants, letting her allies know some words of wisdom.

Then, having little desire to go toe-to-toe with a giant, slips behind a tree and hides, waiting for a better opportunity to aid in the battle.

* recall knowledge (society +14)
* stride
* hide (stealth +14)

Teja warns you that that this giant is a cavern troll. You can see that the foe is regenerating with your own eyes. Unlike mundane trolls, they are not vulnerable to fire and their regeneration is stopped by sonic damage.

Encounter! Round 1. Bold may act.

Blue Giant (-56 hp)
Teja
Ragni
Scratch
Elexia
Blue Square Hound
Azu
>Arlo
Red Round Hound
Red Square Hound
Blue Round Hound

Rangi takes a few steps forwards and raises his shield. He smashes his bastard sword into the shield yelling at the hounds

"You! Mutts! over here!" Then he looks at the giant and tries to intimidate him with his stare.

Intimidate, intimidating glare@ blue giant Will DC: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24

Rangi has Wovenwood shield Hardness 5 BT 20. He will shield block the first attack that deals less than 10 dmg.

If a haund will run past him before he uses shield block he would strike with AOO

The cavern troll doubts itself for a moment.

Encounter! Round 1. Bold may act.

Blue Giant (-56 hp; frightened 1)
Teja
Ragni (shield)
Scratch
Elexia
Blue Square Hound
Azu
>Arlo
Red Round Hound
Red Square Hound
Blue Round Hound

Elixia sees the battlefield before her and knows that she'll be more useful when forces close with each other. For now she casts Forbidding ward on Ragni, protecting him from the blue giant

+1 AC, stacks with shield

She then moves a bit.

Apologies. I read Elixia's post on the phone and forgot that I had read it.

Elixia wards Ragni.

One of the warty, hairless hounds bounds toward you all.

Encounter! Round 1. Bold may act.

Cavern Troll (-56 hp; frightened 1)
Teja
Ragni (shield) (forbidding ward vs. cavern troll)
Scratch
Elixia
Blue Square Hound
Azu
>Arlo
Red Round Hound
Red Square Hound
Blue Round Hound

Azu casts gravity weapon, designates the (blue square) hound as his prey, and throws his light hammer

Light hammer: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (15) + 10 = 25 Damage: 2d6 + 3 + 4 ⇒ (1, 1) + 3 + 4 = 9

Azu throws his hammer into the grotesque hound's face. Even as his hammer reappears in his hands, the ruined snout begins to heal.

Ribs regrow and flesh begins to follow as the cavern troll's new lung continues to grow larger. The remaining hounds rush toward you. Two of them reach Ragni and bite at the lame orc. Only the weaker looking of the two manages to find flesh.

The troll strides forward and reaches for Ragni. The claws on its left hand scratch deeply, but his shield and Elixia's magic keep the right hand away.

Hound (10): >=10 damage, so block not used.
Troll (12): >=10 damage, so block not used.

Encounter! Round 2. Bold may act.

Cavern Troll (-41 hp)
Teja
Ragni (34/56 hp; shield) (forbidding ward vs. cavern troll)
Scratch
Elixia
Blue Square Hound (-9 hp)
Azu
>Arlo
Red Round Hound
Red Square Hound
Blue Round Hound

Teja slips through the trees and then strikes at the nearest hound.Blue square
strike vs FF: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (19) + 11 = 30
damage: 2d6 ⇒ (2, 4) = 6
sneak damage: 2d6 ⇒ (6, 1) = 7
deadly if crit: 1d8 ⇒ 5
She tries to quickly follow up with a second blow.
strike vs FF: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (9) + 11 = 20
damage: 2d6 ⇒ (3, 6) = 9
sneak damage: 2d6 ⇒ (5, 4) = 9

Rangi extends his hands and a blast of fire flies towards the foes

Burning hands@red square, cavern troll and blue round, fire: 2d6 ⇒ (4, 5) = 9 Basic reflex save DC19 Burning hands lvl 1

Then he raises his shield. Shield block the first attack that deals 12 or less damage ;)

"Blast that big thing!" yells the Orc

"They brought a cave troll? Sonova biscuit... sonic damage? Then why the bloody hells did they give us a pile of acid and fire flasks?" Hollers the old Dwarf as he touches off another blast, reloads, then fires yet again into the cavern troll.

BOOM!

+1 Striking Arquebus: Concussive, Fatal d12, Kickback vs Blue Giant: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (20) + 13 = 33 Total Crit Damage (P/B): 5d12 + 4 ⇒ (4, 9, 12, 7, 3) + 4 = 39

BOOM!

+1 Striking Arquebus: Concussive, Fatal d12, Kickback vs Blue Giant: 1d20 + 13 - 5 ⇒ (1) + 13 - 5 = 9 Damage (P/B): 2d8 + 2 ⇒ (5, 7) + 2 = 14

Strike, Covered Reload, Strike. AC23 for the round.