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I'd love to join up if the slot is still available

Hey Pits, make those big arms of yours useful and secure these doors somehow will ya? Lissie, you want to take a second look around and make sure there is no way for those disgusting vermin to disrupt my beauty sleep?

Acidios points out his requests and then begins setting himself up a sleeping area.

Acidios makes his way into the first room of the citadel, searching for any danger (especially rats) and if the doors look like they could be secured.

Perception
1d20 ⇒ 5

Acidios complies and leads down the stairs.

Of course I'll let you hide behind me.

He giggles to himself.

Acidios snaps awake, licking the potion off his lips, and patting his stomach.

I have too much potion in my belly, and not enough food.

He yanks the arrow out of his leg. When he spots the dead goblin beside him, he lets out a high pitched cackle.

Yes! I got him! You're welcome Pits. Let's get inside and find somewhere safe for a good sleep.

Taking a deep breathe to fight back the pain, Acidios creates a small ball of acid in his palm, throwing it at the goblin and yelling out to his allies before falling unconcious.

YOU KNOW I NEVER RUN FROM SOMETHING MY OWN SIZE!

Acid Splash(Ranged Touch)
Attack:1d20 ⇒ 17
Damage:1d3 ⇒ 1

Current HP:-1

Just stand there and look scary so he shoots at you, Pits. I'll make quick work of this pest!

Cast Magic Missile
1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Acidios wakes up to the commotion, still feeling stiff and groggy. He jumps up standing ready to defend against whatever onslaught Barlow is yelling about.

Perception
1d20 ⇒ 15

Full Defensive; +4 to AC

What is your ugly mouth yelling about Barlow?! I'm trying to sleep!

Sense Motive
1d20 ⇒ 9

Acidios eyes widen.

I was joking, why would you do such a thing?! It's like my worst nightmare come true! Did you let the rats gnaw all over me as well? My toe...

Just as Acidios face begins to change a hue of red, he feels cool metal around his neck. A familiar wide grin spreads across his face as he looks to Barlow and Lisbeth with an almost admiring look.

Acidios chokes to conciousness with a gasp. He looks around the room confused, eyes barely open and speaking lethargically.

Wha... what happened? Why do I hurt all over? Did you sit on me Barlow... I mean Pits?

Acidios chuckles weakly to himself as he remembers the new nickname he had given the big orc. His expression suddenly turns to panic. He starts feeling around the floor with his hands frantically.

Shiny! Where did it go?!

Constitution Check(DC10)
1d20 + 1 - 7 ⇒ (10) + 1 - 7 = 4
Current HP: -8

Constitution Check(DC10)
1d20 + 1 - 9 ⇒ (18) + 1 - 9 = 10

After his spell and a quick inspection of the results, Acidios grin returns, wider than ever.

That necklace is mine! I spotted it!

Acidios reaches for the necklace, but pauses just before he grabs it.

Pits, I'm a little uneasy about the aura coming off these skeletons. Be ready to smash em as soon as I grab that shiny will you? I get a shiny, you get to smash. Both our favorites!

Knowledge Arcana Skeletons:1d20 + 9 ⇒ (10) + 9 = 19
Knowledge Arcana Necklace:1d20 + 9 ⇒ (20) + 9 = 29
Spellcraft Necklace1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19

Following a yelp of pain, Acidios grin quickly changes to a scowl.

By Pharasmas left foot! What was that?!

Acidios takes a deep breath and begins to cast a spell.

Okay Acidios... just breathe and find the shiny

Cast Detect Magic(Front, 3 rounds)

Acidios lets out a high pitched squee of glee as he opens the door.
Forget the vermin, I found something interesting!

Open the door, then Perception
1d20 ⇒ 16

A wide grin snaps across Acidios face.

Sorry Pits, I can't hear you. I think I may have found something shiny!

Acidios walks to the south wall and inspects it for loose or anything of the sort.

Perception
1d20 ⇒ 17

Acidos walks to the center of the room, closing his eyes as if preparing to cast a spell.

I am hardy! I just like the way the potions taste!

Bluff
1d20 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

I'll leave the mundane searching to the two of you. I'm going to see if there is anything fancy in here.

Cast Detect Magic(Focus each direction, 3 rounds each)

Acidios growls at Lisbeths comment.

Just you wait Lissie! First mistake you make, I'm going to give you the most humiliating nickname in history! My wit has no contest! As for you Barlow, I'm calling you 'Pits' from now on.

He chuckles out loud at his own cleverness.

Lissie has a point though, how are we going to get you out of... oh... you can climb. Good work Pits.

Acidios lets out an "oof" noise, as the massive rat knocks the wind out of him. Acidios looks at the limp corpse in front of him with disappointment and gently stabs it with his blade.

Thats not what i meant... Why must you ruin all my fun with your muscles?!

Are you kidding?! It's bigger than I am! Just toss it next to me so I can stab it.

Acidios walks up to edge of the newly uncovered pit barlow fell into, holding his sword up to provide some light.

HA! Some nice ranger tracking skills you have there ya big brute! If you were looking for a hole to fall into, bravo! Toss that Rat up here so I can kill it!

Acidios illuminates his sword with magical light once again.

Rats are now my official nemesis. Remind me to buy one of those Rat Bane blades with our pay Barlow.

Acidios furiously chops one of the rat corpses into tiny bits, then reluctantly follows behind Barlow.

Perception
1d20 ⇒ 1

Acidios sheathes his sword, trembling with anger and breathing heavily.

Just... give me... a moment.

Grumbling every profanity imaginable, Acidios uncorks a potion and gulps it down.

Potion of Cure Light Wounds
1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

Acidios voice reaches a maximum high octave as he screams out in pain.
YOU INFERNAL, OVERGROWN, FLEA-INFESTED, SPAWN FROM HELL! LET ME STAB YOU ALREADY!

Opportunity Attack
Longsword:1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16
Damage:1d6 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

Acidios pale complexion began to turn red as he continued yelling, the pitch in his voice gradually becoming higher and higher.

COME ON LISBETH! YOUR JUST HELPING BARLOWS MOCKERY THAT I LOOK LIKE THESE VERMIN! AND I AM NOT SQUEAKY BARLOW, I'M FIERCE!

Intimidate to sound fierce
1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9

Acidos, full of rage, infuses his sword and hand with magical energy as he steps forward to attack the closest rat.

Expend 1 point from arcane pool
Cast Daze(DC 13 Will)
5ft step up to the closest rat
Spell combat to attack with Longsword

Longsword(-2):1d20 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3
Damage(+1):1d6 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

Acidios lets out a high pitched scream as he falls from the rope.

AH! My back!

Acidios rubs he is back frantically trying to ease the pain, an instant later noticing the yellow eyes of the rats peering at him. He rolls around sporadically trying to avoid the onslaught of teeth, kicking the rat that had just feasted on his small leg. He stands, and quickly takes a hop back to the wall, ranting at the top of his lungs to his allies as he maneuvers.

THEY DO NOT LOOK LIKE ME BARLOW! THEY ARE OVERGROWN AND UGLY LIKE YOU! AND WHO THREW THAT ROCK, DAMNIT?! WATCH YOUR AIM!

In a panic, Acidios tries to focus and cast a Shield spell on himself.

Stand and 5ft step back
Cast Shield

Feeling pretty confident in his solid tug to test the sturdiness, Acidios illuminates his weapon with light, then hops on the rope.

Nothing exciting. I'm going to take a closer look. Keep one of your big orc eyes open for me on my way down, will you?

Acidios begins to repel down the rope.

Climb
1d20 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 1 = 16
1d20 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Looks safe enough to me!

Acidios gives the rope a firm tug to test the saftey of the rope.

Strength Check
1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18

Acidos inspects the pillars, a grin spreading across his face as he reads the writing aloud.

"Come down here, lose an ear and we eat you." Sounds like more fun! Me first!

Acidios rushes to the rope, picking up a small rock on the way. He magically illuminates the rock with light, and tosses it down the ravine. Putting one hand on the rope he leans over the edge to see what the light reveals.

Cast Light

Perception
1d20 ⇒ 6

Better luck next time, big friend! Looks like there is enough gold coins on these fellas for each of us to take 30.

Barlow takes out 2 small cloth pouches and puts 30 gold pieces into each, and tossing one to both Barlow and Lisbeth.

Here Barlow, you take this potion as well. Need a refreshing beverage while your getting stabbed on your next smashing spree after all.

Acidios tosses the potion to Barlow.
Give Barlow Potion of Cure Light Wounds x1

Acidios quickly sheathes his Longsword and begins shuffling through the bodies.

Let's see what these low-lifes had on them. Did you know those guys Lisbeth?

Perception
1d20 ⇒ 7

Wonderful! If You're going to die anyways, I greatly apreciate letting us kill you!

Acidios swings his magically charged blade at the thugs mid-section.

Longsword+Arcane Pool(+1)
1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 241d6 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

Crit Damage
1d6 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

Acidios approaches ready to strike, just in time to see the head leave the body. His jaw half-drops with awe. He gently stabs the body as it falls limp to the ground.

He was still alive Barlow! That counts as mine!

Acidios lets out a sigh of satisfaction at his recent kill.

Glad you've got a semi-level head Lissie, but we both know what barlows got on his mind. We are past proposals.

Acidios turns his attention to Murix. A frightening grin across his face as he begins to advance behind him, pointing, and chanting something under his breath.

Intimidate
1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23

Cast Daze (DC13 Will negates)and move into flanking position with Barlow.

A wide smile creeps across Acidios face.

Look at that! I do get to stab something today!

Swift Action: Expend 1 point from arcane pool to activate Corrosive on Longsword. (Favored class option.)

A green dripping acid magically coats Acidios weapon as he runs up to take a swing at one of the speakers lackeys.

Move to Longsword attack on Thug.
1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 141d6 + 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (5) + (5) + 2 = 12

Course she can pay up! Did you see the womans house? And you're being paranoid about the elvish Lisbeth. Probably just a bunch of philosophical time wasters that are unimportant to anybody who is not an Elf. We know where are targets are supposed to be, that's all we need to know.

Sense Motive on Lisbeth
1d20 ⇒ 3

Acidios glances back to see if he can see what Lisbeth is looking for.

Perception
1d20 ⇒ 8

What are you so edgy about today Lisbeth?

Acidios smiles.

Life gets boring if you don't press your luck from time to time. Basic needs I have. Farewell Lady Hurcele.

With a wave goodbye, he draws his hood over his head and makes his way out the door.

Have you any wands or potions we could have? In case things should get rough. You could count them as an advance on my reward. I'm running low and gold wont do us any good if we are dead after all.

Diplomacy
1d20 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

Acidios giggles and thinks to himself Worth every coin.

Wonderful! Food time is over, we have descriptions of our targets, and it looks as if the oh-so delightful Lady Hurcele is about to cry. Onward fellow adventurers!

On his way to the door, Acidos walks up to Lady Hurcele and whispers something to her. Stretching on the tip of his toes to get as close to her ear as he can.

I really am sorry for the damage Lady. Just deduct the costs from my share of the reward when we bring your friends back safe and sound.

Diplomacy
1d20 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 1 = 14

Acidios gives her a smile and waves goodbye.

Acidios draws a slight smirk across his face as he reseats himself at the table and pretends to sneeze.

Bluff
1d20 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Cast Acid Splash on Barlows food
1d20 ⇒ 11

Oops!

Acidios lets out an irritated sigh as he slides his back down a wall and seats himself on the floor.

Fine! I suppose I'll just polish my daggers some more. Lisbeth grab a shovel and help him eat faster will you? I want to get on with this already. And for your information Barlow I would melt off the scary womans face before she got so much as a taste!

Acidios scoffs at the servant, wraps his food in some cloth, sticks it in his satchel and pats Barlow as high on the back as he can reach.

C'mon Barlow! Grow some tusks, let the servant deal with it next time. Lady Hurcele, I believe I will take my breakfast on the road. Thank you for your kindness. It almost makes up for the lack of shiny compensation for my valuable time. Let's go comrades! With any luck I'll still have time to stab something today.

Acidios impatiently makes his way to the door.

Perception
1d20 ⇒ 12

Acidios looks angrily at his plate of food, picks up the nearest fork and throws it at one of the servants.

Fork attack
1d20 - 8 ⇒ (9) - 8 = 1

Fork damage
1d2 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Incompetence! Come back here, cut my portion in half, and put half on my large friends plate! He needs to keep his strength up, and I don't need to be rolling around on my belly!

Intimidate
1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17

Acidios takes a glance around the house and mumbles softly.

Perception on the house.
1d20 ⇒ 2
Yeah, yeah... I'm sorry. I'll take what the big guy is having with a half portion.

Acidios giggles to himself while following Barlows lead in pulling his hood over his head.

Well if i see a height advantage to be necessary, I may just hop up there anyways. So don't be alarmed if our foes imminent demise is suddenly in fierce combat atop your head.