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"If it what is necessary to secure your safety, I suppose we must agree."

Airyn reviews the notebook and the possible leads. "Cannibal's Grove doesn't sound bad. Who's up for a trip to the woods?"

Airyn moves around to Hallimir's side, and lays his hands upon the wounded elf.

Cure: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

"Well done. You fall with style."

Airyn moves around the boulder, then studies the the assassin.

"I do suggest surrendering."

Airyn moves around the boulder, then summons the winds around him to knock the assassin from his perch.

Bull Rush: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 1 = 18

Airyn moves out from where he was hiding in the cave.

Airyn nods and slips into the darkness of the cave.

Stealth: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13

Airyn takes the other CLW

Airyn nods at Zaratina, "Sorrina Westyr is making for an excellent Master of Spells, even for an oread."

Is there another option besides finding Ulisha?

Airyn nods his thanks.

Later:
"I suppose we must go and warn Ulisha of this danger."

Airyn looks at the others, "It could not hurt while we are waiting for Ulisha." he shrugs, "Show her that we have some leads, as well."

"In the morning."

"I agree. Let's pay a visit to this Ezmerlilly Vanderpoof." He nods.

"Whoever has the coin, is acceptable. Though I would prefer a healer to a death dealer, given the choice."

"I am not skilled, put I came to this plane to learn and experience." he says, taking a seat.

Knowledge(planes): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14

"Simple raw material, fresh spider silk. Are you both alchemists?"

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12

Airyn sets his drink down and stands, "Yes, let us meet this person."

Airyn sticks with Hallimir, or at least follows him to the tavern and enjoys a drink.

Survival: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25

"This kind of forest will have most edibles underground. You need to look for mushrooms and fallen nuts. There may be some young grasses, too."

Airyn takes Hallimir to forage for dinner.

"Wake me up for morning watch" Airyn says as he lays out his bedroll.

"Do you know anyone else in the business?" Airyn asks as he helps Hallimir descend.

"We should try to sell adhesive while it is fresh." Airyn checks that everyone is standing. "And I do not care to stay here."

Airyn helps Blane collect the silk gland from the spider corpse.

Heal: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20

Airyn moves next to Blane, carefully avoiding the knot of web, then attempts to get a better look at the remaining shroudweaver.

study target

"We have predators. Many birds of prey. Those are friendly enough. Or so I have read."

Airyn steps into the space formerly occupied by Blane and swings at the shroudweaver with his sickle.

"The creatures of this world are not so very friendly."

Attack: 1d20 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 2 + 1 = 15
Damage: 1d6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 + 1 = 8

Airyn acted. He studied the shroudweaver that bit Blane.

Woops, got my wires crossed there. Zaratina

"Jump down, I've got you!"

Airyn studies the creature, looking for weak spots.

Airyn will cast feather fall on Blane if he jumps or falls

"I don't need light, but I could carry yours." Airyn says as he draws his sickle.

Survival: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

Airyn is spooked by the surroundings, despite himself. "Give me a good thunderstorm over this drab drizzle any day. Each horizon looks the same!"

I've just been hanging out, waiting for the adventure to get underway. But, yeah. I don't have ranks in Know(nature) and can't make a DC 11.

Blane rolled (nature) though.

"I've got my supplies already." he looks around at the party, "Does anyone need to stop to make a purchase?"

Know(local,un): 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10

"I've read about Daggermark. It's famous even on my own plane as an exercise in practical anarchy. Assassins can be quite affordable here."

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (10) + 8 = 18

"Ahh. I do enjoy chocolate." Airyn follows the gnome to her counter, his wispy form almost seems to float along, "Here is... 5 gold pieces? For the chocolate. And have you seen Ulisha?"

The sylph stands for an awkwardly long time, examining the offerings of the gnome barrista. Finally, he asks, "Do you have chocolate?"

I don't mind swapping.

Player Name KingOfAnything
Character Name Airyn Skystalker
PFS # 93593-20
Faction Grand Lodge
Day Job Roll n/a
Standard Advancement or Slow? Standard

Initiative Modifier +2
Perception Modifier +7
Sense Motive Modifier +8

Airyn looks between everyone with a look of confusion.

Then slowly crosses off another line on his parchment.

"Well done, all. I shall add the name 'Aroden's Lost Cove' to my notes."

I am interested in playing Silverhex

"There is much to learn about this plane. I do wish to continue studying here."

Airyn shivers. Then wipes his eys, "It is cold in here."

The faint breeze surrounding Airyn agitates as he inspects the spoiled goods and decaying bodies.

"We have the truth at last."

"Excuse me, Lydia. You've got in my way."

Airyn instead turns about, steps between Hallimar and Tawner, studies the yellow zombie, and attacks with his sickle.

Attack,studied: 1d20 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 2 + 1 = 9
Damage,studied: 1d6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 + 1 = 4

19 seconds, lol

Airyn moves up behind Sidi. Seeing his club raised and ready, Airyn studies the teal zombie. As he observes the creature, he says to his companion, "You take left, I'll take right?"

Moved and used studied combat on teal

"We will not be far behind you." Airyn says, steeling himself for more kobolds.

Airyn turns back toward the halfling and nods sagely, "A Wo-Minotaur"

"I hope not." Airyn says, scanning the trees for movement.

He cast it first, outside of threatening range.

In the same round that you cast the spell, you may also touch (or attempt to touch) as a free action. You may take your move before casting the spell, after touching the target, or between casting the spell and touching the target.

Airyn casts cure light wounds, then moves up to his fallen blue friend to deliver the healing magic.

Healing: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

"Stay down, friend. I don't think you can take another hit."

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

Airyn walks cautiously across the log. "Hit the nose! It'll startle him - er, her?"