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Still here as well.

Take your time to recover properly, we'll be waiting :)

K.Arcana: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21

"...That's a crystal dragon, in theory, they're not evil but get offended very easily, then they do evil things because they're angry."

"I don't know how I forgot to bring rope too.", Ai'sha sighs. "But I'm really bad with climbing, I would prefer if you could fly me down, Nak'T."

Ai'sha will use inspire competence (+2) to help anyone who attempts to climb down the rope..

"It looks like it's in good shape, let's get up there before something jumps at us.", she says, looking around in anticipation of an attack. "Could you fly up there, Nak'T?"

"Let's go towards the one close to the wall first, then get the one next to the Xotl, then the Xotl.", Ai'sha says.

Drew a thin red line on the map of her suggested route.

Ai'sha will stow back her alchemist's fire and quickly get closer to help Irakelesh.

Heal Check to Treat poison 1: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24
Heal Check to Treat poison 2: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21
Heal Check to Treat poison 3: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27
Heal Check to Treat poison 4: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13
Heal Check to Treat poison 5: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25

"Y-yeah, snakes, off c-course, no problem at all.", Ai'sha says, taking a step back and searching on her backpack for a flask of alchemist's fire.

Ai'sha will buy two Holy Weapon Balms

"So the amulet makes you look like a lizard?"

Ai'sha shrugs as she sees the broken compass but awaits Irakelesh's inspection.

"Sounds like a plan.", Ai'sha says, ready to head out.

No questions here

"That map would be really helpful for plotting our course.", Ai'sha says to Sebti. "Searching for a tunnel into the Necropolis sounds like a good start, then the Xotl in Vizier's Hill would be closer than the Cenotaph of the Cynic. If any these elegiac compasses are on the way we could search for them as well."

Ai'sha spends a long timing dressing before coming downstairs wearing her new armor. "Huh, not as regal as Akhentepi's armor, but I guess that's the price of protection", she says to herself, watching herself in every reflective surface she finds.

She eats her breakfast quickly, eager to get into action.

"I don't know about you guys, but I'm extra motivated now that we get to save the city and prove Nahkt wrong at the same time, we should get started!"

Are we allowed to buy between now and the next day? I said I was going to get a Chain Shirt when we sold our loot but completely forgot about it.

"That would be nice. Well, let's rest, we have a city to save, apparently."

Lvl Up!

+7 HP
+1 Diplomacy
+1 Heal
+1 Knowledge(religion)
+1 Linguistics (Ancient Osiriani)
+1 Perception
+1 Perform(dance)
+1 Perform(sing)
+1 Spellcraft

Feat: Weapon Focus(scimitar)
2nd level spell known: Glitterdust
1st level favored class spell known: Solid Note

"Wait! Were you able to speak with us all this time and kept barking things in ancient Osiriani just to confuse us!? I was almost asking Irakelesh for lessons!", Ai'sha says, surprised. "To your question, I'm sure we'll get the experience we need as we go, my swordplay wasn't very tailored to fight non-humanoids when we began, but I'm picking up some tricks, Sarenrae will light our path."

Sorry for my absence since last week. Things got really out of hand around here. I'll get a post ready tomorrow morning.

"Surrendering is not our thing, and you're definitely not our better!", Ai'sha barks, throwing her tanglefoot bag at it.

Ranged Touch Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

If I understood correctly it probably has DR 10, Irakelesh got an 8 damage swing once and it "bounced right off leaving no damage".

So with Nak'T out of the picture we literally have no chance of winning.

"Right, I'll get back to you in a second.", she says, circling the battlefield to get behind Nak'T and healing him again.

CLW Wand (Nak'T): 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Ai'sha takes a quick step to the side and uses her wand to heal Irakelesh while reaching on her pouch for a tanglefoot bag.

CLW Wand (Irakelesh): 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

GM, Ai'sha healed Nak'T last round, not herself.

"You better not fall before you beat this thing!", Ai'sha says, knowing Nak'T can't understand her, while she draws her wand of Cure Light Wounds and pumps more healing magic into him.

CLW Wand (Nak'T): 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

Ai'sha walks behind Nak'T and spends the last of her arcane energy healing him.

Cure Light Wounds: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11

Ai'sha takes a moment to heal some of her wounds.

Cure Light Wounds: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

"You cheater!", Ai'sha winces, dropping her stance and withdrawing from the flying creature.

Ai'sha keeps circling around the creature, dancing to its left to give Aliva a potential flank. She swings again.

Attack(Battle Dance, Arcane Strike): 1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 7 + 2 = 22
Damage: 1d6 + 3 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 3 + 2 + 1 = 12

Will DC 17: 1d20 + 6 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 6 + 4 = 18

Ai'sha almost shakes at seeing the creature but something about seeing Nak'T fighting makes it easier for her to shrug it off and join the combat. With a quick step to the side she changes her stance and attacks the creature.

Attack(Battle Dance, Arcane Strike): 1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 7 + 2 = 14
Damage: 1d6 + 3 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 3 + 2 + 1 = 8

Whoops. Well, Ai'sha might be embellishing the facts a little.

Ai'sha shrugs, drawing her scimitar with one hand and making a delicate gesture with the other, conjuring a puddle of grease under the creatures.

Grease, DC 14 Reflex or fall prone

"Wait, those things are YOURS?", Ai'sha asks, pointing to the gator-bears. "We saw two of them almost eating a poor unconscious trapped woman alive, they didn't seem to be very focused on fighting all the other undead in the city either. And we had to beat them to save her."

She turns to Sebti. "Do we really have to waste time here like this?"

"I was, of course, going to suggest that too.", Ai'sha says, nonchalant, then quickly glances towards her friends. "If my companions agree to it as well."

K.Local: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16

"I learned from the Temple of Sarenrae that protecting those who need it comes before destroying evildoers. It seems very clear to me that the High Priestess is in the right here.", Ai'sha says without hesitating.

Paizo boards made my post disappear :(((

Ai'sha nods and follows.

"Can someone help with the crates?", Ai'sha says, going up to the woman and making a token effort to help her free herself.

"Don't worry, you're safe now."

Ai'sha turns to the woman. "Hang in there, I'll return to help you in a second!", she moves around the crates and swings her scimitar at the remaining creature.

Attack(Arcane Strike): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26+2 flanking?
Critical?: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26+2 flanking?
Damage: 1d6 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 3 + 1 = 10
Crit Damage(Flame of Dawnflower): 1d6 + 3 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 3 + 1 + 2 = 8

"Just distract them for a second! I'll help you soon!", Ai'sha screams, quickly retrieving her wand of cure light wounds and using it on the injured woman.

Wand of CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8
Heal: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14 What is her state? Does she need any more help than a cure spell?

"Uh, oh."

Ai'sha draws her scimitar as she gets closer and, in a dance-like move, dashes through the creatures, swinging her scimitar at one of them and, more importantly, getting closer to the woman.

Attack (Bladed Dash, Arcane Strike, Combat Expertise): 1d20 + 7 + 3 - 1 ⇒ (13) + 7 + 3 - 1 = 22
Damage: 1d6 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 3 + 1 = 7

Ai'sha just grimaces as she watches Irakelesh hurt himself in confusion.

"Well...He's seen worse."

"Irakelesh, are you...fine?", Ai'sha asks, trying to hide her concern.

Ai'sha keeps a healthy distance from the smell and waits for Irakelesh.

"I'm fine with my scimitar as well, thank you. Though I'd like a cloak as well.", Ai'sha says. "Let's stuff everything else in the bag of holding and move on before our scaly friend picks a fight with something he can't handle."

"Ah, I recognize some of these.", she says. "The bag and the cloaks seem very useful.

She quickly explains what every item does, then points at the bird figurine's missing feather. "It's possible that they were communicating with someone, maybe their master or something like that?"

"Here, let me try."

K.Arcana (Blade): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9
K.Arcana (Potion): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26
K.Arcana (Oil): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 19
K.Arcana (Cloak): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27
K.Arcana (Bag): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (10) + 8 = 18
K.Arcana (Feathers): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 19

What type of blade is it?

After dodging to the side, Ai'sha makes another swing.

Attack vs. Red (Battle Dance, Arcane Strike): 1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 7 + 2 = 26
Damage: 1d6 + 3 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 3 + 2 + 1 = 10

Ai'sha has a cocky smile as two of the men fall down but then grimaces as all of them easily get out of the grease and Nak'T is knocked to the floor. She switches her stance and steps to cover the dragon-man's flank, swinging at the closest enemy.

Attack vs Red (Arcane Strike, Battle Dance): 1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 7 + 2 = 13
Damage: 1d6 + 3 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 3 + 2 + 1 = 7

"W-what?", Ai'sha is completely surprised by Nak'T as she can't understand what he said before breathing fire. "...Well, crap. At least they're nicely clustered for me!", Ai'sha makes a gesture with her free hand and sings a few arcane words, making a layer of grease appear under the four men.

Casting Grease, DC 14 or fall prone

Ai'sha goes back to her regular fighting style and tries a third strike, trying to predict the weird creature's movements.

Attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23
Damage(Arcane Strike): 1d6 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 3 + 1 = 10

Ai'sha switches her stance and swings at the creature a second time.

Attack(Arcane Strike, Battle Dance): 1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 7 + 2 = 14
Damage: 1d6 + 3 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 3 + 2 + 1 = 11

K.Religion: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17

Ai'sha steps up to Aliva's side and slashes at the...thing.

Attack(Arcane Strike): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10
Damage: 1d6 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 3 + 1 = 6

"Alright, lets go west first."

Ai'sha moves along with the group.