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[After a brief hiatus we are returning you to another episode of Barns: broadsides to miss Season 2]

Ana’s eyes bulge as the macerated assemblage still remains upright before her. The young woman huffs and throws force again:

Zzhiiii!!!; Foompkt!!!: 1d20 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 2 + 1 = 111d6 + 1 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 1 + 3 = 5 [+2 Dex, +1 Weapon Focus; +1 Physical Blast, +3 Con]

Ana grabs matter and threshes it forward with curled fingers at the skeleton immediately east of her...

Wkchaaa; Foompkt!!!: 1d20 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 2 + 1 = 171d6 + 1 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 1 + 3 = 10 [+2 Dex, +1 Weapon Focus; +1 Physical Blast, +3 Con]

I actually have no idea if I threaten AoOs with kinetic blast, if not, ignore the first action

Confirm! Sadly...

[AoO]

Ana near jumps out of her skin as the shadowstealth man appears. She fires off a quick blast before realising the peril of her position...

AoO; Chhh!!!: 1d20 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 2 + 1 = 141d6 + 1 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 1 + 3 = 7 [+2Dex, +1 Weapon Focus; +1 Physical blast, +3 Con]

[Standard Action]

Then she blasts him again for good measure...

Kraa; Boomf: 1d20 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 2 + 1 = 171d6 + 1 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 1 + 3 = 6 [+2Dex, +1 Weapon Focus; +1 Physical blast, +3 Con]

GM: Only just noticed, but in my last post Ana moved to where the man with the sword and fine cloak is standing now, under the antlers/wall mounted head...

Ana swallows hard, then ducking under the eagle, rushes to the west wall to stand under the antlers/stuffed head. Her countenance becomes, if possible, even more set and grim. She screams as she hurls all her anger, pain and fear into a ball of chaotic force at the western skeleton...

Haiii; Kschakkkt!!!: 1d20 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 2 + 1 = 131d6 + 1 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 1 + 3 = 10 [+2 Dex, +1 Weapon Focus; [bludgeoning] +1 Physical Blast, +3 Con]

Damn, should have shot at the ceiling above the thing’s head or something...

”Siddown chump and lissen to the cook!” Ana cries, her blood rising from all the chaos. She blasts the man not being gouged by Ques’ eagle. The resultant flying detritus is huge, and powerful, but completely misses the target.

Schkooo ; Oomph!!!: 1d20 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 2 + 1 = 61d6 + 1 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 1 + 3 = 10 [+2 Dex, +1 Weapon Focus; +1 Physical Blast, +3 Con]

Anna moves up by the eagle and shoots a burst of wood shavings, kindling and fireplace detritus and remnants at the man next to the orcess...

[Move] to space adjacent-east of eagle; [Standard] firing at man adjacent-east of orcess

Kwoo ; Foompksh!!!: 1d20 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 2 + 1 = 201d6 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 3 + 1 = 7 [+2 Dex, +1 Weapon Focus; +1 Physical Blast, +3 Con]

Umm, I think I got skipped in the Initiative.

Did I miss my turn?

Ana saunters in and moves to the right of the doorway. Summoning a ball of kinetic chaos she hurls it at the closest “chiller”. With a woosh! of dust, dirt and grit the ball of energy completely misses the target.

Kvoo!!!; Komf!!!: 1d20 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 2 + 1 = 51d6 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10 [+2 Dex, +1 Weapon Focus; +1 Physical blast, +3 Con]

@Grod: sounds good. Casters are sneaky!!! Good thing Ana knows, likes and trusts Garland! And yes, 2 Intelligence is pretty smart for a half-orc! ;)

B-but...let’s hope we can now hit the broad side of a barn...Anyone see one anywhere? Hang on, what’s that small structure to the east - the jakes?

Init: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14

”I dunno, that guy I just blasted into last winter looked pale and sick - mebbe they all have a chill-plague or something...Keep your distance!” offers Ana with her characteristic aplomb.

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Can Ana see/hear the door opening? If so:

Ana dumps her crossbow, then moves in ungainly tromps to face the doorway and tries to blast the newcomer back into the building.

Move Action: Move to space three south of Ques.
Standard Action: Kinetic blast toward doorway peep.

Zvvv; Boosht!!!: 1d20 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 2 + 1 = 231d6 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10 [+2 Dex, +0 BAB, +1 Weapon Focus; (+1 Physical Blast, +3 Con)]

Crit Confirm: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 91d6 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

GM: Ana just shot her crossbow, and will now be using Kinetic blasts...

”Right, that does it.” yells Ana, tromping off toward Garland before crouching and firing off a shot at one of the traitorous scouts. The shot is terrible. Ana frowns, muttering,..”I’m gonna smash you gickshits into next year, and then I’m a wait, and find you then, and then I’m a do it all over again.”

Free Action: Get mouthy.
Move Action: Move to square directly south of Garland.
Standard Action: Shoot whoever is on the eastern edge of the map - Whipper or Cud.

Shffpt!!!: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10 [+2 Dex]
Spltchhh!!!: 1d10 ⇒ 2

Can’t remember if Ana got hurt in the battle with the snowman’s friends, so not sure how many HP she has...

You don't need to explain nothin' to me GM! But thanx...

So none of Ques/Ana/Arsiel's actions inside the lodge happened. And...they really are more bad guys. Awesome.

Ana's lips frown and eyebrows raise in estimation of the crossbow trap. It seems a crossbow is the weapon du'jour around here and she holds hers tight. She follows Ques lead, sitting down and looking at Arsiel and Rohkar's interaction brightly before starting to remove her snowshoes.

”I don’t even know who she is or who her people are, t’be honest. Just a Lady. Maybe her people don’t even know she isn’t yet reached where she meant to?” Ana offers helpfully, walking now with great ease, even sauntering a bit now she and her companions are safe, and Brinder seems to think so highly of them.

That's true Arsiel. Some of the trees haven't attacked us yet.

I give it 50/50 even these guys will turn out bad and try to kill us...

"Yup. You're legit. Welcome to the winter of our discontent." Ana trudges over, removing her mitten to clasp hands, a big smile on her face. "Name's Anadorita. Anadorita Garimos. Daughter of Kale and Menander."

Ana blinks. She lowers the crossbow.

"I'm just trying to see if he's a local or a... dread frost sprite or ice demon."

She asks the man again.

"So. Genuine or fake? Who owns the 'Stoat?"

"Uh-huh. I ain't moving a squidgeameter until I know you ain't...fey...or an invisible stag pretending to be a soldier...or a snowman or some other damn thing. We been shot at, set upon, trapped, sic'd at by a tattelwyrm...trapped by a chest....zombies....snow." Ana trails off, her thread losing momentum.

"Tell ya what. You tell me the name of the tavern in Heldren and I won't shoot you between the ears." Ana aims at the genuine-seeming soldier.

Ana sees the stealth attempt heading south fast, so she attempts to skirt around to get a clear shot at any possible adversaries...

Stealth: 1d20 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (7) + 2 - 1 = 8 [+2 Dex, -1 ACP] [is there a penalty from sneaking in snowshoes?]

Because nothing puts jumpy people just noticing someone is sneaking up on them on edge than noticing another person is sneaking up on them...

Anadorita stays put, keeping Arsiel in her sights, looking down the length of her crossbow quarrel.

Ana won't stop him, though she might think Grey would be better suited. Remember though that Ana overestimates Grey's capacities and abilities...

Ana holds a hand up to halt the group.

”Wait! I hear voices up ahead.” she whispers.

The ganzi frowns, concentrating.

”They’re arguing. In Common.”

She looks to the group. ”Who wants to scout it out? I’m so tired of being ambushed - maybe we can do the ambushing...”

Thanks Dad!

Ana works feverishly, acutely aware that what brought this old man low might do for her too.

Fortitude Save: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13

”Old man Dansby. You’re rigt Gar. He has a couple boys - we can let them know here he met his...end.” the young woman frowns, tears threatening to well up and over her eyelids.

”We take his gear. Use it if we have to. Make a marker here, or cairn or something.”

Ana looks around for rocks.

Does Ana recognise him - has he visited her folk's tavern?

Ana, scared by recent events, traps, tricks, natural collapses snd pretty much everything, nods with Arsiel. She hangs back, unstoppers some liquor and offers it to the fetchling.

"This'll warm your insides!"

Ana struggles to blast him up and away:

Reflex: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16

Schkwaaa!!!: 1d20 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 2 + 1 = 7 [+2 Dex, +1 Weapon Focus]
Fkwoosh!!!: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

[Whelp, even if she were quick enough, she can't seem to target him...]

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (10) + 2 - 1 = 11

Ana gingerly steps on to the frozen river, managing to avoid cracking the ice. She gasps as Arsiel falters...

I know it isn't RAW, but can I attempt a stupidly high Reflex to push Arsiel begore he falls with my Gravity Kinetic Blast?

Well, given Garland stopped Ana, and Ques cautions moving on...

"You're right Ques. The elk brought us here. And he was with the fey. Arsiel - you able to find our tracks back and maybe pick uo where we followed the elk from? We don't even know we need to cross this damn'd river..."

GM - I was surprised you let Garland stop me, given I posted before her. Would have accepted the consequences for my rash actions...

Daw! No fun!

Ana stops as Garland cautions her.

"I was only gonna push his head off..."

In the crunching snow, Ana walks over to the eidolon.

""Lady". Heh, I could get used to that." she smiles. Then, crossbow loaded she saunters (as best one can in snowshoes) over to Mr Snowman. Removes her quarrel. And pushes his head off.

[Sure, but Ana doesn't know that.]

[Well, I did shoot it in the noggin from point blank range... ;)]

Ana breathes hard, and rushes back to her discarded crossbow lying in the snow, reloading it hurriedly.

"Nice, Grey! Can you sniff out the lil pesk?"

NOPE

Ques - is a full round action to reload a heavy crossbow. Let's hope Grey killed it, otherwise Ana will have to hit with a kinetic strike...

1: Try HERE - does hits and fumbles...
2: Sure!
3: Divide opponents equally. If three are fighting/adjacent then give them 1,2,3 on a d3?

”Yisss!” Ana exclaims, throwing in a fist pump for good measure. Her celebration turns into a gathering of gravitational power, that she then flings at Grey’s opponent...the blast is enormous, but, as is traditional, quite off target.

Move Action: Gather Power [reduces burn by 1]
Standard Action: Chaokinetic blast; dampening infusion.

Zchaa!!!: 1d20 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 2 + 1 = 6 [+2 Dex, +1 Weapon Focus]
Kfoompf!!!: 1d6 + 1 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 1 + 3 = 10 [+1 Physical blast, +3 Con]

If that hits: Will save DC 14 or be dazzled for 1 minute.

Ah. I didn't know eidolons went to negative HP. I assumed they were dismissed at 0 HP...