Yup, thanks for running the game. I can't wait to play Annilda once 2e is official. This is one of the character concepts I just couldn't do in 1e.
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"Getting killed for a single book? Hmpf." Annilda scoffs. "Let anyone who wishes to read it, read it."
Annilda stretches. "Well, that was exciting. And what have you found, Fumbus? Let me take care of that."
"For a six foot tall coward driven by jealousy... he knew how to hurl insults. I wonder how many curses he will give the judge. Haha!" "Yes, all of the evidence we gathered points to him doing the deed and then trying to blame his rival with some well-placed claw marks." She shrugs. Once Prakhavu is dragged away, Annilda turns to her fellow Pathfinders. "All of you- I was glad to fight by your side. Hopefully we won't get shot again too many times. So much cowardice out here." She grins. "Would anyone like an Augury? Good for what ails you."
If she has time, Annilda will stabilize the apprentice as well. The master drove them off the cliff.
"I love how they grovel when they realize it's too late." Annilda laughs and proceeds to disarm and tie the Arclord before casting Stabilize. "I don't care much for the law, but I do want to see him squirm." "Fumbus, acid burns are simply not your style. Come here."
"While I save the Arclord's sorry life, someone should search him, just in case he has something useful. I'll see to his apprentice shortly."
Annilda grins. "Oh please. As if I'd ever let you escape so easily. Let's see your pathetic final maneuver."
Laughing, she slaps the Arclord across the face thrice.
Annilda grins as he slips out of her grasp. "Oh well. Since you refuse to surrender, I'm going to enjoy this." Annilda moves up and casts Savor the Sting. She then reaches out to touch him.
Savor the Sting description: You revel in your target’s pain. If you succeed at a touch attack, your target takes 1d6 mental damage (double damage on a critical hit) and becomes sick with pain depending on its Will save. As long as the target is sick, you gain a +1 conditional bonus to attack rolls and skill checks against the target. Success: The target does not become sick.
Heightened (+1) The initial damage increases by 1d6 and the persistent damage increases by 1.
Annilda enjoys playing with this man, even if he remains an insufferable genius. She strides twice up to him, around the cloud and tries to hold him again.
"Not that I don't mind wasting this man's time, but if you could finish playing with those rocks, Karvek. I could use some help, here."
Annilda runs around the shrubbery, next to Lem. "You can't tease me like that, friend. We finish when I'm satisfied!" She tries to grapple him again.
"We have questions. And you have answers!"
Annilda promptly faceplants. She stands up and channels some of her healing energy to Karvek.
"I hope you're having fun smashing statues. I'll double around the area." She then turns her sights on the apprentice and dashes around the bushes.
Annilda tries a different tactic, dropping the whip she closes in and tries to wrestle the man into a headlock, proving much more effective at it than using the whip soon having the arclord bound and held in place, the man furiously shouting curses about the upbringing of a woman who’d use her hands like this! However keeping the arclord inplace requires almost all of her attention so her attempt to punch soon turns back into grabbing his neck. "Not too bad. With some practice you could actually scare someone with those threats-" Prakhavu tries his damndest to wriggle out of Annilda’s and not only does he wrench himself free he is able to flip over her arm and land the woman on her back side knocking her prone. "Unbelievable." Annilda flops right onto her back as the statues begin pummeling her. She stands up from prone and gives the statue in front of her two solid kicks.
...kinda.
"What's wrong, big man? Too afraid to fight us up close?" Annilda follows him and tries to restrain him.
With him hopefully grabbed (rendering him immobile and flatfooted,) Annilda begins to pummel him.
"Definitely compensating. No matter." Annilda finally gets close enough to crack her whip at Arclord Prakhavu.
"The bigger they are..."
"You Arclords overcompensate too much." Annilda sneers. "You see a single magic spell and you have to compare yours to it."
"I bet you're a tiny, tiny man who barks louder than he bites." She sneers, although it probably didn't have the effect she wanted.
"Lots of thorns in this garden. I like it." She grins.
Annilda readies her whip.
"Seo-yeon Kim, Lem, and Earevel should have no problem using the scroll. And I will make sure sure to take him down with non lethal means. I'll make sure he stays alive no matter what." She grins. "I hope Ngasi isn't sending us on a foolish errand to stall for time as she makes her escape or something."
Annilda bows to Ngasi. "One day I'd like to compare claw marks with you. I received some hand-to-hand training, particularly in the Tiger Stance. Perhaps we can spar at some point." She grins. "Thank you for your help." Annilda casts Heroism on Karvek.
"This will last for about 10 minutes. Let us finish this, quickly."
Annilda grins as Seo-yeon Kim sings the tales of lovers across time. "Reminds me of some of the Savored Sting's more... delicious endeavors."
This is more of her element, and she's already forming a mental list of whom to speak to after this party is over. Assuming the society doesn't teleport her to another forsaken hellhole.
Annilda takes up a simple nap in a corner. When the next day comes, Annilda stretches, practices her katas and spends more time praying to Calistria. She orders a fine red and silver dress from the society, one that emphasizes her toned legs. She can't wait to meet them. At the party, Annilda hobnobs with as many as she can. "Arclord Ahmakt met an untimely demise... or maybe he tried to outrace the golem!" She jokes around.
"But what do you know about the Arclords? I know many things about religion in general. Let me tell you of some of the more advanced tricks Calistria can pull!"
"Wait. Repeat your description of Ngasi." Annilda listens to to the arclord's many accomplishments. "We've seen claw marks and bits of stone in his body. Ngasi can change her hands into raptor claws- she could have gored him. Then again, Prakhavu summons earth elementals- they could have left their stony remains within him. But the threatening letter was written be someone more fluent in polyglot than common." "Do you remember the golem we fought in the Kefanes workshop? It too had claw marks." "I think we should look into Ngasi first. That letter she wrote makes me suspect her more than Prakhavu."
I didn't want to risk climbing up to the assassin, because I'd have to roll 2 15s in order to climb. Critical Failure (if I rolled 5 or below) would cause me to fall. But I took the Acrobatics Feat to treat all falls as 10 feet shorter, so I wouldn't have suffered any penalties. Whoops! Oh well, this is the price of playing higher level PCs.
Annilda sits down and enjoys the wine. The buzz feels great. The hard stone floor provides a counterpoint to the sand she's been walking though today. "Quite an adventure. You should have seen the woman's face as she fled!" "Arclord Prakhavu Khibenid seems to be the main suspect, or at least our next lead." She slumps further into the chair. "Remind me to learn how to treat burn wounds next time."
"That ifrit shot me thrice and made pincushions of all of us. All of my magical healing resources were spent."
Annilda gets in close.
Annilda frowns when the letter appears. "And I was having so much fun...then again, we all need rest at this point. Let us entertain the little one."
Annilda ties the woman up and casts Stabilize. "Oh no, it won't be that easy to escape. I need answers." One the woman awakes, Annilda cracks her whip. "Those crossbow bolts hurt. A lot. You're going to give me the answers I need. Like who hired you. And who are we upsetting."
"Finally." Annilda sighs and drops her whip. She moves towards the building the woman is at.
Annilda applies the last of her energies to keep Seo-Yeon alive, blessing her with a bolt of restorative energy.
"That's all I can do for today. Let us destroy these things so we can silence that woman!" Flanking with Karvek, she lashes at the Orange-tinted flames.
Man, I miss spontaneous healing already. This sniper has hit me every round for 3/4 of my hit points at least twice. With the version 1.6 changes I would have to rebuild Annilda- she loses 3 channeling attempts per day. GM, I don't know if you want us to update our characters or not, since an update hits every 2 weeks.
"I'm going to strangle that woman with her crossbow." She pulls out another crossbow bolt and heals herself again.
She Steps up and whips the elemental, rather than bothering with the cover. It doesn't seem to be helping.
"Whomever wishes us dead hired quite the marksman." Annilda pulls out another bolt. "Can anyone provide us cloud cover or ranged attacks?" She heals herself.
"Lem! Get over here, quickly!" She lashes her whip out twice at the elemental, trying to deal lethal damage. It's unwieldy.
She then tries to Take Cover behind the trees.
"Clumsy." Annilda pulls the bolt out of her chest, knowing that's going to hurt later. "I will enjoy tearing you apart later." Realizing the climb is much too dangerous to attempt, Annilda retreats behind a tree to heal herself.
The barb wound mostly heals itself. Annilda draws her whip.
"Let us make our way to the woman, then." Annilda strides twice, running past the Fire Elemental (this may provoke if it has an AoO.) If the woman is within 30 feet of Annilda:
"You! Woman! You are uglier than burning refuse! No I take that back, that's an insult to refuse!"
Annilda's voice is lost to the wind...
If she's too far away: Annilda draws her whip.
Yoink! I'll keep that spell, then!
Annilda gives him an angry glare before the reinforcements arrive. "Have a good day, sir." She curtly declares before leaving. "Sounds like we won't find out much from Prakhavu. Ngasi is active at sunset. Let's head there."
"I need no appointment. My presence is more than enough. Don't you agree?" Annilda grins and casts Charm, Page 209 at one of the guards. "A simple cantrip my mother taught me. It was the family way of saying hello."
"Thank you for your assistance..." Annilda bows. "Prakhavu seems fine."
"Quite the collection you have..." She lets the more social members talk first.
It's good for me. I'm very busy this weekend and I won't be free until Tuesday morning, anyway. I might be able to squeeze something in on Sunday night if I'm lucky.
"My apologies, I did not see you there." Annilda calms down and bows to the halfling. "I would shake your hand in normal circumstances, but mine are quite filthy."
"I have picked up some information in this town. Maybe I heard something about her..."
"Bah. Leave an automation to leave a mark." Annilda feels her shoulder as she comes to a rest. She focuses on herself, drawing upon the powers of her goddess to give her the strength to carry on.
"Ah, much better!" Annilda finds some cloth to wipe the gore off her hands. "Now then, which way do we go next? I say we track down this Ladhila person."
"You are nothing more than flesh before the grinder!" Annilda hacks into the creature some more.
Annilda continues raking away with her tiger claws, annoyed it's ignoring her.
If Annilda was hasted:
"You can't reason with objects. It's why a pet is much more valuable than a sculpture of one!"
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