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Thanks everyone. GG.

Name: Arcana Accipitridae
Player Name: Alex
PFS#: 129922-8
Faction: Silver Crusade
Profession(Merchant): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21

Dunno if I have LOS, attack if I do.

"You guys shoulda been more friendly.

Longbow Flurry1: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7
Luck: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7
Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11

Longbow Flurry2: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7
Luck: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18
Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

Arcana breathes a sigh of relief when Aeris heals Zlata. She didn't want to the her die for a second time. She tries to focus and end the sorceress for good.

Longbow Flurry1: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18
Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

Longbow Flurry2: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 = 17
Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10

"Ugh! Just die!"

Longbow Flurry1: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7
Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

Longbow Flurry2: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5
Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

"FOUL SORCERESS WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME?!"

The sorceress' taunts frustrate Arcana and she tries to take her out for good.
Longbow Flurry1: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9
Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

Longbow Flurry2: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8
Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10

But it is not to be.

Flurry against the same lady

Arcana grits her teeth as the missiles slam in to her and unleashes a flurry of arrows at the lady. "Grrr. Have it your way!"

Flurry 1: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

Flurry 2: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8
Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

I have failed :(

5 foot step back, draw bow. Attack the furthest enemy, the sorceress lookin' lady with perfect strike
"What is the meaning of this?!" Arcana chooses to answer their uncalled for aggression with aggression.

Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21
Perfect Strike: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5
Piercing Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

"What a creepy lady. Whole bunch of creepy people today. I'm glad to be done."

Arcana hesitates before shooting the demon with a silver tipped arrow. Maybe it knows something important. She puts the arrow away and fires off a pair of blunted arrows at the monster.

Flurry 1: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12
Nonlethal blunt damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

Flurry 2: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12
Nonlethal blunt damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

The creatures rage makes its movements erratic and hard to predict...

Per: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12

"This one of your devils then? Devils are..." the monk pulls out an arrow with white fletchings and a shiny silver-white head. "Devils are silver, right?"

Per: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 19

Arcana wonders what prompted the woman's rant on devils. "That's nice but I don't think we're here to talk about devils and stuff...we just want our thingy."

Aeris stole my key DM plz ban.

Arcana wants to be angry at the silly test, but instead laughs herself to tears at Aeris expense. "Your wings are green your wings are green!"

Do we wanna take the map back to the lodge or keep goin' from here?

What's it dangling from? Can I hit it, or whatever it's attached to with an arrow to knock it down, or is it in arms reach?

"What's the point of all these different keys? Really annoying."

Bow attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11

Per: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26

"One chest left, what could it be?"

I dunno. I've been really busy, haven't had time to post much. Waiting for the results of Zlata and Aeris' shenanigans.

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23
"He just wants us to solve some stupid puzzle for him!? How rude! I thought there would be cavernous wonders to explore..."

"Maybe it's a fan?"

She addresses the sage. "So these vaults have not been explored for some time?"

"But they're all sooo cuuute Auntie Baltwin", Arcana whines. "I wanna talk to all of them."

I think we're just buying time for Aeris to explore? Can't do a lot with auntie here. I'll move into one of the other children's rooms.

Arcana moves into one of the other rooms and sits on the edge of one of the children's beds. "Hello little one. I'm Arcana, I'm with the Pathfinders, they sent us to check on you guys. What's your name? What are you in here for?"

Diplo: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (6) - 2 = 4
Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11
Sense motive: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 19

Arcana takes the woman's arm. "Wonderful! So, how many children are here for healing and how many live here permanently? You used magic to heal me, are you a cleric of some sort or a druid or somethin'?"

Diplomacy if needed: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (18) - 2 = 16

"Okay, everyone calm down. Thank you, miss Baltwin. Aeris there let me get injured, he's jealous cuz my wings are bigger." Her wings flutter nosily. "Could I see the sick children? I've found they tend to be amazed by my wings, it might make them feel better."

Sorry, I'm sick. Did my sense motive check earlier get anything?

Arcana enters the house.
perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16
She joins the others, holding the medicine package to her chest.
"I am Arcana, Pathfinder agent at your service."
Sense motive: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23

Diplo: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (12) - 2 = 10

"Mmmh, nothin'. Just lookin' around. What goes on around here? You guys live here?"

Arcana kneels by the boys in the dirt and smiles at them, her wings splayed out to either side of her. "Hi, guys. Whatcha' up to?"

Diplomacy: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (16) - 2 = 14

"Well, kids are pretty annoying."

Arcana salutes the paladin and takes the package. "We will save these orphans and bring Gilga to justice."

"Huh. Maybe it's better whoever this was intended for didn't get it." Arcana takes the acid flask and jars of ink.

Arcana spreads her wings, making sure to hit Aeris with one."Stop talkin' guys you don't know what you're talkin' about! I happen to be quite knowledgeable in such things as these. Someone get the boat."

Know Engineering: 1d20 ⇒ 18

"Lucky for you guys I am the smartest monk in the world."

"Could move the boat from outside under the hole and just knock the crate down."

Fort: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21

"Eeep! Monsters! Save me, Aeris!"

Hold action to attack when Insidion completes flank
unarmed: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 3 + 2 = 23
damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

Just realized we're a party of monsters. Probably not the most benign looking group to ever rob a place. Maybe we should get masks? At least none of us need light.

Per: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28
I see...everything!

Arcana covers her nose with her hands.
"What a waste! Starving people all over the world and food's just rotting in this stupid building." She indicates the hole in the deck. "Don't step near that, I can see from here it's ready to collapse."

Take 20 on perception to search for our magical crate I guess?

"This is a really stupid place to put a key."

She unlocks the door and steps through.

"Someone shoulda' brought the key... These boards here look pretty weak."

Arcana takes her crowbar from her bag and tries to pry the weak looking boards away.

Strength check: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 3 + 2 = 19

Sure.
Diplomacy to assist: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (9) - 2 = 7

"Well mister grouchy back at the lodge vouched for this guy, I guess it's ok to help him." Arcana cheerfully leads the way to the docks.

Perception to case the dock/building: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16

Arcana walks with Zlata. "Do you see that guy? He's just like me, he even has a sword and a bow and everything. We're twins! I wonder if he's...", her words trail off.

Sense motive, is this guy lying to us?: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (10) + 8 = 18

"I agree, start at the top. Unless someone knows the city well enough to set up a more efficient path?"

Arcana is a Plumekith and it shows. Like a bird, her amber iris' take up the entirety of her eyes. No white sclera is visible and she sports feathered, steel colored wings. The wings are quite large, when folded the pollex of the wings adds two feet to her height and the lowest part of the wings just drag along the ground. Her tunic isn't so much a shirt as a sleeveless and backless rectangle of grey cotton with three ties to keep it on. Her arms aren't entirely bare, several large feathers lay flat against her skin. Her short hair is the same steely color as her feathers. Although she's short, her large wings and defined muscles make her look quite imposing, at least when she wants to. She carries an exquisitely made longbow with a temple sword at her hip and is dragging an almost disturbing number of a variety of arrows along with her.

Arcana giggles with glee when she sees Zlata. She jumps up and throws her arms around the half-orc, engulfing her in her wings. "Zlata! My best friend! I missed you I can't believe we're gonna be working together again!" She releases the woman and clears her throat to address the rest of the group. "I am Arcana. I'm not a servant of a lady or a protector or anything like that but I am an official Pathfinder!" She concludes her short introduction and flashes Aeris a grin.

Looking good, looks like we have a Zen Archer and a Cleric of Iomedae.

@Arcana, I would request you to work on a backstory for your character. If you would like some help, the Core Rule Book is quite helpful and the dice help you find some pretty interesting characters to Role Play. If you want any help please feel free to PM me.

I usually don't include one for PFS, I've seen PFS GM's get really upset over fluff, but I'm sure I can come up with something.

Here's a 1XP Zen Archer for consideration.

Cool! Thanks Sior and everyone.

I'm fine with whatever.

"There's a mean man in there, he stole our cloak. There was an army of undead led by magic gummy bears, but we took care of them. One of them ate Zlata." She looks over the Minotaur's corpse, already losing interest in the subject at hand. "Cave's some kinda religious monument for gillmen. Mean gillmen."

Arcana feels all the soreness from her half-healed wounds dissipate with the half-orcs healing. "Thank you, Zlata."

With only a shortbow to do combat with, the monk has to move forward through the brush before engaging the monster.

Running to the edge of the stream as a full round action.

# 129922-8
Faction: Silver Crusade
Profession(Merchant): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15

If we're nearing the epic final conclusion I could use a top-off =)

"I wonder if these jelly beans are behind the undead. Maybe they were master sorcerers?"