[Gameday XIII, PF2/Farol] #5-15 Cleansing the Flame

Game Master Farol

"Maybe there is a hard but possible way to cure the poison." Raph tells the medic. "But if he wishes to fight to death, it would not be fair to him if he is ailed with the poison."

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"Very well, we will meet at the city gate at noon! When Sanrea's light is brightest. Rest and prepare" says Uirich leaving.

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Uirch arrives fully dressed in his Knight of Lastwall armor and attire alongside another Burning Sun member to go over the rules of the fight. The Burning Sun orcs escorting you to the place explain how much of an honor it is to have someone outside the hold participate in this battle.

Most of the town has come to watch this combat, both to cheer Uirch on and see the prowess of the Pathfinder Society. His fellow hold members announce they’ll be joining Uirch’s side during the fight to ensure it’s as fair a challenge as possible for the sake of the knight’s dignity and honor. However, as they’re not the ones wishing to fight to the death, they ask the healers stationed on the wall and around the area to stabilize anyone other than Uirch upon falling in combat, including the you. The combatants start on opposite sides of the town’s gate entrance. The wall is 30 feet above the rest of the city and full of Burning Sun members and other spectators, including Ruhkat Twisted Tusks. The spectators are excited to see the Pathfinders at their full strength, but for the sake of wanting to see Uirch at his greatest and strongest, the casters from the walls will be buffing Uirich throughout the fight.

Uirich stands with one orc and a triceratops on the opposite side of the gate. ;) And here is my elephant to fight with me :P

One of the casters from the wall casts haste on Uirich, He raises his flaming scimitar "Best of luck, the healers will not let you fall, so I will not hold on my strikes" he prayse and moments, and disapears, reapearing next to Dreadfang whom he strikes with his sword Blink charge

Strike@Dreadfang: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (2) + 17 = 19
Damage, slashing, fire, force: 2d6 + 10 + 1d6 + 2d8 ⇒ (4, 4) + 10 + (4) + (3, 3) = 28

Dreadfang instinctively dodges the swing, which would cut deaply and heavily
Force damage on fail: 3 = 3 Dreadfang is hit for 3

Than he steps away and raises the shield. The crowd cheers, you can tell that they would hope the strike to hit. Blink charge, raise shield, move away

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Gates Round 1

Terrain: Gates
Battlemap

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BOLD IS UP!:
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Uirich (-0 HP) │ Hasted, Shield raised
➤ Dreadfang (80/83 HP)
➤ Folmyr (97/97 HP)
Orc (-0 HP)
Triceratops (-0 HP)
Raphaeleos (68/68 HP)
Samna (85/85 HP)
Isaku (85/85 HP)
Manny (96/96 HP)

Dreadfang bares his claws, and breathes a mighty gout of acid!

Tiger Stance, Dragon Breath (60’ line, Ref save DC 23)

Acid damage: 7d6 ⇒ (1, 2, 2, 5, 4, 4, 1) = 19