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Thank you!

Oh hey, level up.

Artemios prods his chronicler. "Hey, they're looking for trainees to clear out the infestation. Nadia, hey Nadia! You should sign up as a field agent and get a job hunting r--"

"No."

Animal Lore: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16

Success. 2 sp x 8 days = 1.6 gp

Athletics: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (15) + 11 = 26

Artemios makes it onto the deck of the ship in time to... do nothing. He sheathes his sword and sits. "That was quick," he says.

His Radiant presence alone was integral to their victory. Probably.
Well, it still heals the injured, anyway.

◇ Shift Immanence to Gleaming Blade when Initiative is rolled
◆ Climb
◆ Shift Immanence to Gaze Sharp as Steel
◆ Spark Transcendence - A Moment Unending... which does nothing if Artemios doesn't make any attacks to benefit from it, but was a Spark Transcendence action so Ulvard heals 8.
Artemios can also heal Clarence and Conziva over the next two rounds, assuming fighting doesn't break out again.

Artemios was a little concerned about healing, but it hasn't been a problem yet and he still has the first potion they gave him. He takes the offered oak potion.

"We don't mind. It's been fun!"

"I don't know that melons are that much of an incentive," says Nadia.

"Nope!" agrees Artemios, "But the fact that we know to offer them does show that we spoke with and listened to her crew."

Hm. How can we weaponize large amounts of booze?

Oh, obviously. Hit them with it!

Athletics: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (18) + 11 = 29

"Hold on!" Nadia clings to the back of Artemios's armor as he bounds up onto a counter, then an awning, then a roof.

Athletics: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (5) + 11 = 16

At least, that was the plan.

Artemios has been learning about wilderness survival in Pathfinder training, but really he's more at home in a city anyway.
Survival: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24

"Oh hi! Are you looking for something? If you're looking for the shipyard, you've come too far. It's back the other way. You should be careful, though. There was a fire."

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15

"Or the Pathfinder Society. We weren't hunting you, you were hunting us! The Society takes all kinds--trust me, I know. I... wouldn't trust that offer, not from them."

"Your captain always remembers those who hurt her... so that she can work for them?"

Artemios sheathes his sword, the light settling once more in his eyes (and on Hector).
Hector heals 8 HP and then is immune for 10 minutes. Artemios can then do that again, but then he'd be immune for another 10 minutes.

He sits on the dock and shakes his head sadly, fixing the pirates with a disappointed look.
"Attacking people isn't very nice," he says, "I think you can be better than that."
Nadia nudges him, and he clears his throat. "I'm definitely a wolf, by the way." He's met goblins before.
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23

◈ Swim Athletics: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (7) + 11 = 18. Drat. Is this "in most instances of calm water, you get an automatic critical success"?

He's welcome to, if he doesn't mind getting wet!

The other Pathfinders are focused on the enemies on land (and the docks). That makes sense. But Artemios did say he could handle the water, and he said it for a reason. Hopefully trying to take on two foes wouldn't prove to be a terrible idea. Drawing his sword, he leaps from the dock into the water, swinging the gleaming weapon down at the closest of the violent fish people.

◈ Interact to draw weapon
◈ Leap
◈ Strike White Gleaming Greatsword: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (5) + 10 = 15 Hero Point: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (10) + 10 = 20 for slashing damage: 1d12 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16 and spirit damage (holy): 2 = 2; total of 18
Artemios has Underwater Marauder and so isn't Off-Guard and doesn't take attack penalties from being in the water
Red-Gold Mortality: If White is hit and would heal later, must succeed at a Will save

Healing potions don't deal damage anyway. They just wouldn't do anything else, either.

Artemios's sword gleams in its sheath, as it often dies when things get dangerous.

◇ Shift Immanence to Gleaming Blade as a free action when Initiative is rolled.

Artemios decides the others' method of creating effective splashes is more efficient. He sheathes his blade and joins in.
Athletics: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (10) + 11 = 21

Or is the one I already did my "one more attempt"?

Artemios fixes the gorilla with a serious look, the gleam in his eye still sparkling. "Last chance," he growls around a mouthful of sword, "Be smart. Take it."

He then swings his sword, not at the beast but down into the water, attempting to use the flat of the blade to drive a wave of water towards the fire.

◈◈ Appeal to Surrender Diplomacy: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21
◈ Save the Shipyard! Athletics: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (10) + 11 = 21

Not wanting the party to be flanked by an enemy coming up behind them, Artemios hurries to help Bob. Seeing Olad on the other side, he takes the opportunity to strike. His blade, seems shine especially bright in the sunlight, and as he attacks the blade itself seems to become light, slicing through the gorilla without actually cutting... hopefully it still hurts.

The point where the blade entered is marked with a gold emblem, but the blade is a physical object once more (and no longer seems quite so shiny). The light settles in the dog's eyes. And on Bob's wounds.

◇ Shift Divine Spark to Gleaming Blade
◈ Stride
◈◈ Transcend: Flowing Spirit Strike Green Gleaming Greatsword: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (15) + 10 = 25 for spirit damage (holy): 1d12 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11 and Gleaming Greatsword: 1d20 + 10 - 2 ⇒ (15) + 10 - 2 = 23 for spirit damage (holy): 1d12 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10. If both attacks hit, combine damage before resistance or weakness.
Red-Gold Mortality: In the unlikely event Green would regain HP during the next minute, it must first attempt a DC 19 Will save, gaining half HP on a failure or none on a critical failure.
The Radiant: Bob regains 8 HP. This an emotion effect, not vitality. He's then immune for 10 minutes.
Divine Spark moves back to Gaze Sharp as Steel
Oof, I think I got everything (this character has so many riders...)

Aye.

"Eaten by rats, but still seaworthy. That's lucky!"

Perception: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 6 + 1 = 27

"We're not merchants, though."

Perception: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 6 + 1 = 13

"Oh, this one smells... bad. I like it!"

Perception: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 6 + 1 = 27 Artemios has Scent, if it matters.

Artemios takes a healing potion, a little concerned that he's probably going to need it. He has less need for the other consumables since he sees no need to avoid falling into the water, but will take something if left unclaimed.

"I know all about ships," he informs Olad cheerfully.
"Falling off of them," adds Nadia.
"Jumping off of them. On purpose. To fight pirates. I have a lot of experience at sea."

It's not even untrue, though maybe a little exaggerated.

"I'm Artemios," says Artemios, "and my chronicler is Nadia." Tail wagging, he adds helpfully, "I'm a Pathfinder!"

He doesn't want to be rude, so he takes a chair.

Meanwhile, back at the restaurant, Ulvard's two of everything keeps arriving at the table. One of the servers looks at the hobgoblin, two skeletons, and talking dog and quietly asks... "Um... Are you part of the Patchfiller group that we're expecting?"

"No," says Artemios, taking some fish, "He ordered this for everyone, right? I've never heard of them! We're the Pathfinder group."

On the flip side, if you are totally down, and willing to let me move your token or roll a strike for you, let me know as well, and I will read and follow any specifications round by round!

Oh, that's a good idea. Exemplars are kind of wobbly, though. Unless we're fighting constructs, Artemios tries to have his Gleaming Blade active whenever he attacks--but it'll only be active when it's not his turn about half the time.

He still has a decent attack, it just won't get the extra spirit damage.

"Food?"

Aside from the speech, there's something about the way the dog carries himself that sets him apart from a normal animal. The look of his eyes is particularly striking.
Of course, the first clues are probably the armor, and the greatsword strapped to his back.

Also perched on his back is a small cat. The cat is also clearly atypical, a paw holding open a large leather book as the other adjusts her spectacles. She nearly loses her book as the dog hops up onto a chair. She hops up to perch on the back.

"I'm Artemios," the dog says. He doesn't refer to himself as "the Radiant," but it is somehow obvious that it is part of his name all the same. "I'm a warrior. And this is Nadia, my Chronicler. Oh! This is the Pathfinder group, right? I'm a Pathfinder!"

I've always had a preference for the stranger ancestries. Unusual beings are a big part of fantasy for me. I really like awakened animals.

I should also get my own tables set up. Do you mind if I copy your macros?

I'm intending to play my level 3 Exemplar, but I have several characters in range and I'm flexible.

I have two GM Glyphs.

And I think I've done everything except the maps (it's view only).

Stella's Associate. GM said so in the last gameplay post.

Got it. I actually saved and applied it this time, too.

"Fane added something about right of refusal. She called it 'a bit of assurance.' I didn't feel like she plans ahead a lot, but maybe that was for show."

I don't think I ever downloaded it. But I thought that's what you did and I looked for the post. I don't know how I missed it.

Thank you.

"Fane didn't want anyone to recognize us, so she drew more attention to us," Artemios explains, "So yeah, we're done."

Animal Lore: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19

Success. 2 sp x 2 days = .4 gp

Actually, something is off (though it's correct on RPG Chronicles). It looks like I never applied the Chronicle for Sandstone Secret. How did you distribute those?

Artemios is a little distracted by the coin--he's only really understood what it is for a fairly short while, but now that he does...

Shaking himself, he bounds down the stairs and into the remaining crowd, swinging his blade to drive them back. Mostly with the less-dangerous side.

Will: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12 Dang, these Will saves are not working out for me. Though moot since Erred gathered the coins, right? Although I don't have the spare action to Transcend anyway.
◆ Stride
◆ Stride
◆ Strike area 5 Greatsword (nonlethal): 1d20 + 10 - 2 ⇒ (12) + 10 - 2 = 20 for slashing damage: 1d12 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

"We have what we came for," growls Artemios, "and nobody else is directly attacking us. We could just go!"

At first the attacks had seemed inconsequential, but he was starting to feel it. His sword lights up again as he whirls around (a technique akin to a dog chasing its tail) to drive back the brawlers around him and hopefully disperse them.

The light settles in his eyes--and heals Erred.

◆ Shift Immanence to Gleaming Blade
◆◆ Flowing Spirit Strike vs hazard section 1 Gleaming Greatsword (nonlethal): 1d20 + 10 - 2 ⇒ (14) + 10 - 2 = 22 for spirit (holy) damage: 1d12 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 4 + 2 = 12 and Gleaming Greatsword (nonlethal): 1d20 + 10 - 2 - 2 ⇒ (10) + 10 - 2 - 2 = 16 for spirit (holy) damage: 1d12 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 4 + 2 = 12
Divine Spark moves to Gaze Sharp as Steel (granting Artemios +2 to AC vs ranged attacks)
Erred heals 8 HP

Will: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12 Failure

Artemios is distracted again, this time by shiny gems. Thankfully, he doesn't need to focus as much for this. Shifting to a more advantageous position, his sword again gleams as the blade becomes pure light. He whirls around, sweeping the blade in a circle in an attempt to catch the last assailant twice.

The light settles on Vermithor, healing him, and on the brass bangles around his forelimbs. They shine like gold, at least as attractive as the gems. Who wouldn't want to be near him?

◆ Step to flank
◆◆ Flowing Spirit Strike vs Black Gleaming Greatsword (nonlethal): 1d20 + 10 - 2 ⇒ (16) + 10 - 2 = 24 for spirit (holy) damage: 1d12 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 4 + 2 = 10 and Gleaming Greatsword (nonlethal): 1d20 + 10 - 2 - 2 ⇒ (6) + 10 - 2 - 2 = 12 for spirit (holy) damage: 1d12 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 4 + 2 = 14
Moving spark to Fetching Bangles (mostly because it doesn't have concentrate); if any enemy within 10 feet tries to move away from Artemios, they must make a DC 19 Will save or the move is disrupted
Vermithor heals 8 HP

Will: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11

Artemios isn't greedy, not really. But that is a lot of gold. He shakes himself, focusing his power out of his eyes and back into his sword. "Fine, if that's how you want it to go!" he snarls, swiping the blade towards his injured assailant... poorly.

Ouch. Not all Transcend actions have Concentrate, but the one Artemios currently has available is.
◆ Shift Immanence. Move Divine Spark back to Gleaming Blade
◆ Strike Blue Gleaming Greatsword: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (1) + 10 = 11 for slashing damage: 1d12 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7 and spirit (holy) damage: 2 = 2
◆ Strike Blue, or Hazard if Blue is down. Gleaming Greatsword: 1d20 + 10 - 5 ⇒ (7) + 10 - 5 = 12 for slashing damage: 1d12 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9 and spirit (holy) damage: 2 = 2

Fort: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (12) + 10 = 22

On the one hand, they're trying to stab him. On the other, they're mostly throwing drinks and slapping people. They seem harmless.

Artemios continues trying to attack nonlethally, which is easier to do when he strikes at the spirit. The gleaming blade seems to turn entirely to light, which (hopefully) slices right through the assailant without leaving any physical sign of damage--though there is a mark, painted in red and gold, where the sword first touched (assuming it did).

The light fades from the sword, but now there's a fierce spark in his eye instead. And some of the light settles on Vermithor, healing him.

He then steps back a little, so he isn't quite so surrounded.

◆◆ Flowing Spirit Strike vs Blue-ish Gleaming Greatsword (nonlethal): 1d20 + 10 - 2 ⇒ (7) + 10 - 2 = 15 for spirit (holy) damage: 1d12 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 4 + 2 = 9 and Gleaming Greatsword (nonlethal): 1d20 + 10 - 2 - 2 ⇒ (8) + 10 - 2 - 2 = 14 for spirit (holy) damage: 1d12 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 4 + 2 = 9; if both attacks hit, combine their damage before applying weakness or resistance. If they take damage, they're affected by Red-Gold Mortality; no immediate effect, but must attempt a Will save if they would recover HP
Vermithor heals 8 HP from Radiant epithet.
Spark moves to Gaze Sharp as Steel
◆ Step

"That happened very abruptly. ...I don't like this place."

Artemios draws his sword and bounds after the closest assailant. They haven't actually done anything that calls for stabbing yet, and while he doesn't intend to wait to make sure he does turn the blade to strike nonlethally.
Especially nonlethal, since it isn't a very good swing at all.

◇ Shift Immanence when Initiative is rolled to Gleaming Blade
◆ Draw weapon
◆ Stride
◆ Strike Blue nonlethally Gleaming Greatsword: 1d20 + 10 - 2 ⇒ (2) + 10 - 2 = 10 for slashing damage: 1d12 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13 and spirit (holy) damage: 2 = 2

Artemios's ears perk up. "Then why'd you want to meet in a bar?"

Artemios fumbles with his cards--the better to deftly swap in one of the ones he palmed before...

Thievery: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9
Hero Point: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13

...and drops more cards then he was supposed to have in hand. "Oh, um... looks like a misdeal."

"I don't have thumbs," says Artemios, making a show of how difficult it is for him to even pick up the cards... while using his other paw to slip a few extras off the deck and under the table.

He wouldn't normally cheat, but suspects that this opponent considers it part of the gameplay. And if he has that wrong, he can just put them back later without using them.

Oh dear. Artemios is at least trained in Thievery.

Artemios tries the drink.

Fortitude: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (9) + 10 = 19

"You drink this on purpose? I've had worse, but I've never paid for worse."

"Oh. I thought as such an important person, you'd want to help visitors." Artemios gives a disappointed look.

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22

"...but fine. We recovered this earlier. It seems somebody lost some of their cargo. Most of it was broken, but this was intact. I think it's expensive, and I'm sure you can help its rightful owner recover it."

Artemios offers the bottle of Southern Squall.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 6 + 1 = 22

"Wow, neat! I'm glad we ran into someone who can help us officially. We heard Fane is 'where the kids go these days.' Do you know where that is?"

"...can I stay here?" asks Nadia.

"Nope! Hold on!" Excitedly, Artemios leaps over the ship's railing, the cat clinging to the back of his armor and screaming until the plunge into the water silences her.

"All the dangerous places we've had to go, and getting a little wet is where you want to stop?"

Perception: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 6 + 1 = 23

"Hey, hey I found something!"

Athletics: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (16) + 11 = 27

Artemios takes out his crowbar and pries the crate open. "Look, look, I found--"

Alcohol Lore: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (16) - 1 = 15

"--something!"