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Does anyone else think that animal companions are less attractive in epic campaigns than others with fewer build points, and therefore the classes that have them don't scale up? I'm obviously thinking of the animal companion as a "shard" of the character. The power relationship between characters and animal companions gets skewed.
My character has racial natural armor (not a bonus from a magic item). 1. Is that lost when using wild shape? I'd think so, but the mechanics as described for the spell and the polymorph section suggest that it's kept. 2. If I have the feat improved natural armor, does it apply to my new form? I'm confused on that one, I'd like to think it does; it would be fair anyway.
How would you resolve stupid tricks with a whip, such as take out a pipe, a cigar or a cigarette from someone's mouth (without hurting that person), remove buttons from a vest or cut the rope from which pants hang? This character was raised in a circus :D. All I can figure is that Improved Disarm should be involved somewhere.
The intent of this thread is to keep track of a list of questions for which people desire an official ruling, because the debate can't be resolved satisfactorily by player discussion. I am starting with the ones below. Please add more, BUT DO NOT DEBATE HERE -- instead post a link to the debate thread (I can't figure out how to make the links active though, the html tags get escaped). 1. Can you disarm a shield?
2. Can a monk take Greater <combat maneuver name> at level 7, as it seems the iconic monk, Sajan, must have done?
3. Whirlwind, combat maneuvers and AoOs
http://paizo.com/paizo/messageboards/paizoPublishing/pathfinder/pathfinderR PG/rules/whipWhirlwindGreaterTripLunge 4. Does the monk ki extra attack stack with haste?
Per RAW, can you disarm a shield? If you succeed by 10 or more, can you disarm both the main weapon and a shield? I don't see why not but I was told that I couldn't do it "just like that" (with a disarm CM succeeding by 10 or more over the CMD). Sounds weird to me. This isn't about going over a GM's ruling in his campaign (which it isn't anyway), this is about finding out what the RAW say.
The printed copy of Pathfinder core rule book differs from the PDF. In Chapter 3, page 53, "Animal Feats", the printed copy contains "Weapon Finesse" but the PDF contains an empty space between commas: "Toughness, , and Weapon Focus" where "Weapon Finesse" should be. There's nothing about it in the errata, and supposedly the PDF is more up-to-date than the printed copy. It looks like a typo, but is "Weapon Finesse" an available feat or not? I emailed customer.service@paizo.com but I'm not sure that's the right place where to ask about typos or for reporting them.
1. Would that combo really allow me to make trip CMs against everyone within 20' (45' diameter circle), and apply Greater trip as well (all the tripped opponents provoke AoOs from anyone threatening them)? 2. Does this description apply to all my AoOs, only my AoOs granted by combat reflexes, or doesn't apply (e.g., using an off-hand weapon to make the AoOs)?
What if there's a second creature next to the first. Can you combine Tumble (Acrobatics) with an Overrun to avoid AoOs from the second creature due to your movement? Or for that matter, can you use Tumble (Acrobatics) while moving before and after an Overrun to avoid AoOs from an overrunned creature that simply let you pass and can't knock down?
I found the following guide useful: http://www.dandwiki.com/wiki/SRD:Overrun I'm not sure how much of it carries over to PF though. Essentially, based on it I believe that: 1-You can overrun opponents at any point during your move, and if successful keep moving the full distance. You don't need Spring Attack, although SA may help avoid AoOs (e.g. if the opponent has reach). 2-As long as opponents let you move through their square, you can keep overrunning more opponents because those that let you pass don't count against your standard action. Only when one of them doesn't want to let you move through, is the standard action used. Even though Improved Overrun states that "Targets of your overrun attempt may not chose to avoid you", it would make sense for a GM to allow a player to not use that feature of the feat if so desired (e.g., to move as far as possible) because having a feat should not be worse than not having it. 3-As part of a charge, I suppose you can keep moving in a straight line up to double your speed total, after making an overrun. However the overrun (and associated AoO if you have Greater Overrun) replaces the attack you would have made at the end of the charge. Spring Attack doesn't apply within a charge. I'd love to have a confirmation that my understanding as stated above is correct...
Seeing as a monk already has Double Slice (in effect), and Improved Two-Weapon Fighting (for fists) by the time the monk gets a BAB of +11, why not rend? It would apply only to fists of course. I suppose not since a monk doesn't have off-hand attacks per se? I'm not saying the monk needs it, I'm just curious. One could argue that the increased damage/level sort of represents a "rend". How about Two-Weapon Defense?
I'm wondering because in 3.5 we already have trouble finding someone to play "cleric medic" and nobody in our group wants to do it all the time. Since the other classes are to be so much more interesting (sorcerer, rogue, fighter...) in Pathfinder and with the talk of giving only medium armor to clerics, who's "going to get stuck" playing the cleric? Let's make this a poll... Who is reading this and still planning to start a cleric in the new Pathfinder rules? Maybe I'm missing something... How do you make being a cleric less of a thankless job running around trying to touch everyone to keep them alive?
About Cordia MaseroName pronounced as kaw.dee.ah == Her theme song == Physical Description:
Age: 19 Height: 5'8" Weight: 127 lbs (57 kgs). Toned, petite, with slight flare of hips. Skin: A natural bronze tone. Pleasant appearance. Hair: Black, long (just passed her shoulders) and naturally flowing. Eyes: Oval-shaped, expressive, grey in colour, framed by long dark lashes and ebony brows. ========== Personality:
She is a tom boy at heart; having no qualms about getting dirty and exploring dirty, ramshackle places. Independent of spirit and mind and rather wilful/daring, she can be reckless at times, yet is trying to improve on this since two of her friends' deaths. Compassionate (she always gave what she could to the impoverished children begging on the Crownsgate streets), yet she is no push over or a saint. Street smart (preferring doing rather than reading), she has a good sense of people's motives. She has a dry sense of humour and pleasant manner (can laugh easily and doesn't take herself too seriously) - however, sometimes her wit can border on acerbic (especially when she doesn't like someone or she's pushed into a corner). She can be loyal to a fault, until she is betrayed. Then she can be prickly. She is a troublemaker at heart - considers stealing as a means to scarce coin - however she will not kill good folk in the name of coin (she abhors cutthroats/assassins - even she has some form of moral code on the streets). She's good with double-talk and talking her way out of trouble. White lies have never been a problem for her, especially if they lead to a good outcome. ===== Backstory:
Cordia had been born in Oppara's poor district of Crownsgate. It was largely filled with canal warehouses and factories, but the district was pilfered of anything desirable by the rest of the city. Even the cobblestones in the streets had been pulled up and used elsewhere; leaving hard packed dirt under foot. She lived there, in a small, simple tenement house above one of the warehouses, with her blacksmith-come-shipwright father, Iavo. Her mother, Calvia, had died in childbirth, so she never knew her mother - except for the small details her father shared with her when he was in his cups and nostalgic. Her father never remarried although he had lovers when he had a mind to. He was an aloof man - focused on his work and leaving his daughter to her own devices more often than not. Cordia was fine with a little troublemaking. Part of her liked the freedom that came with her father's loose reins and lack of physical presence. Crownsgate was a dangerous place. Cutthroats, petty thieves, and desperate beggars lurked in the narrow, dirty alleyways at night. The back alleys were filled with illicit activities and the constabulary rarely bothered to patrol the area, leaving any chance for justice in the hands of the district’s residents. This is the place Cordia grew up in - moulding her - and teaching her how to adapt - to dodge and survive in miserable surroundings. At least they didn't live in The Narrows, which was far worse. It was of no great surprise that Cordia turned to roguish pastimes - as a child she started as a purse-snatch and was taught to pick locks by some of her street friends who were regulars in the local and influential thieves' guild. The Brotherhood of Silence Chapterhouse owned most of the district. They also owned her best friend, Montus (or 'Monty' as they called him). Whenever he wasn't working and she wasn't hustling, the two childhood friends would find their way to the underground canals with their narrow walkways on each side. Cordia never had trouble picking the locks on the old, heavy, rusted gates. Curious and reckless natures made them go deep inside the thick darkness to explore and hide from the world when the need took them. Over time, Cordia's eyes grew accustomed to the pitch black that she discovered she could now see well enough in the dark, even if it was only in monochrome hues. Cordia rarely stumbled off the narrow walkways - but Monty did, more times than he should have. He was also the one to painstakingly teach her the Draconic tongue, which sounded much like hissing. She asked him where he had learned it, but Monty had kept quiet and she didn't force the issue. Her father had fashioned her makeshift armour, offering some protection as she moved about the narrow streets of the district. He didn't want her shanked in a dark alley. As she grew, he adjusted and remade the armour and she had grown quite used to the weight and restricted mobility. When she was fourteen summers old, Monty had somehow run afoul of the Brotherhood and they found his beaten and cut body, floating face down - dead - in the shallow, fetid water at the entrance of the underground canal. There was never an investigation by the constabulary. Cordia was heartbroken and her father fearing the same fate would befall his only reckless child, sent his daughter away to Cassomir - to a childless second cousin and his wife, Linus and Antonia Vengilla. Linus was a retired River Guard and now employed as a master woodworker for the Imperial Naval Shipyards. He helped to build the fine war vessels for the Taldan Imperial Navy. There were a lot of rules in the Vengilla household and Cordia broke most of them more often than not much to Antonia's displeasure. Cousin Linus felt more tenderness toward the girl and on his days off from the shipyard he would teach her how to wield blades - much to the eagerness/excitement of Cordia who loved the rapier and dagger. She continued to practice her lockpicking skills - Antonia would often lock up her fine jewellery and liquor and Cordia always found a way to get to them. She wasn't much into the gods, yet she felt a certain kinship with the Lucky Drunk - Cayden Cailean - as she enjoyed a good ale or two to make her feel less miserable since the death of Monty and her relocation to Cassomir. She wrote to her father, yet he seldom wrote back. Life continued the same for the next few years - the Vengilla's dutifully doing right by the girl left in their care and trying to keep her from the gaol house. Cordia, who was a month shy of her eighteenth birthday, joined the Blackrock Company under the leadership of Shmad Blackrock. Their playground was Cassomir's Locker - a series of sewers, vaults and underdocks. There was one rule they all had to abide by: Don't share the knowledge of what they find there. Unfortunately, one of her new friends, Falx (or 'Fox' as he was known in the group) couldn't keep his mouth shut and told his brother and cousin, and, the information started to spread among the other dockworkers and thugs of Admiral's Fen. It wasn't long before word had gotten back to Tiller Merseine, leader of the Blackrock Company headquarters located in Admiral's Fen. She'd been sharing an ale and laugh with Fox when Tiller's right hand man, a huge brute of a man whose true name she/they did not know, found them and began to beat on Fox - punishment for breaking the rule. Fox was scrappy and the man's fists turned him bloody and blue in no time at all. Cordia could not stand by and see another friend slain. She jumped on the brute's back and bit him on the side of the neck before she was thrown off and landed with a hard whack to the back of her head on the broken cobbled ground. Shaking off the dizziness and nausea, Cordia drew her dagger and moved in. She didn't want to kill the thug for she didn't want to see the inside of the central prison keep of Swift Prison. With his attention on an almost lifeless Fox, Cordia snuck up and stuck her dagger into the man's booted foot. He cried out in surprise but then kicked her hard. Through the haze of pain and dizziness, she watched as the thug snapped Fox's neck and he fell unmoving. She wanted to call the alarm, but she couldn't find her voice and a tear fell unbidden down her face. As the thug began pulling Fox out of the street, she took the chance to get away - crawling and stumbling down the alleys until she found a place to hide and slip into unconsciousness. When she woke she was cold, wet and sore (her head and back ached). She made her way back to her cousin's house and slipped into her room; trying to clean the blood now matted in her hair. She couldn't stop shaking; paranoid the thug would find her and finish her off for what she had seen and tried to do in helping Fox. Poor Fox; she whispered a prayer for his soul. A hatred for Tiller Merseine began to take hold of her heart. He was a dangerous man and now she felt her life was in true danger. She kept to the house most days and when she had to be on the streets, her eyes darted all around, waiting for the strike to come. Soon it was her eighteenth birthday and Cordia came across a handbill declaring an urgent call for adventurers and mercenaries. Caravan Guards were needed for a well-to-do merchant, Silas Gribb, who was headed into the Verduran Forest. This gave her a perfect opportunity to leave Cassomir and the threat of Tiller's retribution. She told Cousin Linus some story about wishing to go and find herself - find a proper living - and her cousin chose to believe her and reservedly gave his approval. Antonia seemed excited at the prospect of having Cordia gone from her home once and for all and didn't care why the girl was leaving. Cordia wrote to her father and explained her adventuring plans so he would know where she was, at the very least. Now, all she had to do was convince Silas Gribb to employ her. She had to to get on that caravan.
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Female Human (Taldan) Unchained Rogue 1 CG Medium Humanoid (Human) Init +5/*+7 (*+2 in ruins) Senses Darkvision 60ft; Perception +5/+6/+7, Sense Motive +5 --------------------
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Total Cost and Weight: 125 gp, 8 sp & 3 cp out of 140 gp and 59 lbs (medium load) (STR 12 : Light Load: 43 lbs or less, Medium Load: 44-86 lbs, Heavy Load: 87-130 lbs.)
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