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Atanxi keeps running until he comes to another blockade. The parade slowly walks past his path. Hearing the guards close behind he quickly gathers enough power to have the floats torn asunder with a blast from his wind.

Kinetic Blast: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17
Damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8

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Atanxi dashes across the parade and finds a wagon filled with supplies.

These may slow down those guards.

Str: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (4) - 2 = 2

Atanxi tries to toss the supplies all over the place but the animals seem to panic and get in his way.

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Passing further down he peers at an actual ritual to Asmodeus. He rushes up to the clerics and points to the temple. Quick! Get the guards. There is a Cleric of Sarenrae loose in the temple. The b##++ will destroy everything!

Bluff: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (18) - 1 = 17

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Atanxi uses the 'flesh puppets' distraction to easily bob and weave thrugh the crowd.

Dex: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18

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Seeing guards blocking the main street Atanxi dives into the nearest bar. Seems he chose the wrong one as it looks more like a fighting pit than a bar. Looking back he hurls a mug at one of the fighters.

Improvised Weapon: 1d20 + 4 - 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 - 4 = 3
Damage: 1d3 - 2 ⇒ (2) - 2 = 0

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We've reached the docks! Atanxi waves to the others. We have to keep moving! He tries to stretch his strides out as he runs.

Con Check: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17

CLW: 3d8 + 3 ⇒ (1, 8, 7) + 3 = 19

Knowing that the guards are quickly behind him Atanxi begins to panic. We are never going to make it through these streets.....

Seeing Zahaz's plan Atanxi begins to help him hurl food and hurls it. Hurry and grab what you can before its gone!

CMB Aid another: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (17) - 1 = 16

Atanxi looks to Samaeon, his chest bloody from the chains wrapping around his chest, grinding away at his skin. You mind helping me out? He holds his wand out to the skittish creature.

Atanxi tries to use his wand on the wounded men.

UMD: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13
UMD: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

The wand releases a bright flash as it shorts out in his hand. He hurls it to the ground.

Damn it all. The wand is cracked. Anyone else able to get it to work?

We can link back up with Krima and see what she thinks. She may know a back way outta here. Atanxi suggests.

Turning to the mechanism Atanxi begins to gather the power of the air around him. The chains moves around him as the dust begins to swirl. He concentrates on the area around the mechanism as electricity begins to crackle and pop.

Kinetic Blast RTA: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20
Electricity Damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

There is a way to unhook the chains over here. Atanxi begins to point to the area. I have no clue what to do with it though. No disable device

Not able to do much Atanxi does what he can with his small dagger to help out.

Aid Another: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22

As Atanxi looks about the room, one of the chains catches him in the side of the head as it whips about. He falls to the floor, stunned as his head begins to scream in pain.

He shakily stands, holding his bleeding head and continues to look around for someway to lower the chains.

My dagger isn't going to do much and I would rather not charge all of these chains with electricity.....

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21

Atanxi studies the chains, trying to determine how they are operating in this chamber of torture.

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

What can I do. How can I help. He reaches for his wand to heal his wounds before stepping into the room to help in whatever way he can.

CLW: 3d8 + 3 ⇒ (2, 4, 3) + 3 = 12

Atanxi scratches his head as he holds the prisms in his hand. The documents say that if these prisms are inserted than the wall of silence will be created.

He looks to Chrysalis Black. It seems that your many...many...many years of wisdom helped solve the riddle on the lock. What do you think?

She shrugs. "I'm not usually involved. But there seem to slots over there for those crystals." She points to a few inset places in the corners.

Atanxi turns his head. What crystals?

I did a search back and didn't find anything on us finding any crystals. have we found some and I just missed it?

Holding up the paper Atanxi glares. What does this all mean for the Paracountess?

Heading down into the cells Atanxi looks all around from inmate to inmate, carefully reading their placards. So many prisoners here. At least most of them are nearly free from this place.

Heal: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

Holy crap. I would have never looked for something like than in the poem. That's evil.

It's cool :)

Atanxi screams as a blade juts out from the door, slicing his hand open.

DC 18 Fort Save Round 1: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9 1 Dex dam

DC 18 Fort Save Round 2: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (10) + 8 = 18

He feels a bit woozy but it quickly passes through his system. Leaning against the wall his arm shakes. Something tells me that was wrong, and that it was poisoned. Luckily it must have been old. I feel it leaving my system already.

Atanxi shrugs. Lets give it a try.

Whats the worst that could happen. We summon a Lord of Hell?

Jace flips the Wheels one by one to the combination of:

3,4,4,3,7,4,7,6,9

Atanxi puts his hands on his hips as he peers down at the lock. You know anything about this? He looks u hopefully at Krima and points to the combination lock.

Atanxi asks to see the poem once again. He goes over it and over it but remains confused.

Why would you have a room of silence set up near an interrogation room?

Not sure if this is even in the right direction but the poem is 9 lines long.

Atanxi draws his dagger from the folds of his robes.

This is actually working better than expected.

Drop your weapons to the floor so we can take you to be questioned!

Intimidate: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18

Atanxi stands with a small bit of actual confusion as he didn't expect it to go like this at all.

That will surely show us who the traitor among us is!

Aid Bluff: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (2) - 1 = 1

Though his voice quavers and he sounds extremely unsure about the entire event unfolding. He begins to sweat nervously.

Atanxi stands up with mocked surprise. He reaches for his dagger. What happened? Did Thrick do this? Are you trying to poison us?

Atanxi stands beside Chrysalis as he also watches it unfold. He knows his position and that he is quite worthless when it comes to deception. Not that he would not deceive but would rather face his enemy head on. Face-to-face.

Turning to Chrysalis he gives a small smile and a wink as he nods to the cook.

Seeing that the Hobo may need a bit more time Atanxi clears his throat.

Exactly! He slams his hands on the table. Once these low-life's and vagrants pass through that gate. They are all guilty.

Atanxi grasps the Elixir of love with care, hoping not to get any on him as he nudges Chrysalis. Perhaps you can find a husband in one of these guards? He says with a wink.

Oil of Taggit in the stew would be good

Is there nothing this woman won't say? Atanxi seems surprised by how forward s/he is and places a hand on his dagger just in case this goes bad.

We don't even know if we can trust him.

Some fresh air would be good. Atanxi clasps Galvar on the back. Go. Get some stew. We will be fine.

Atanxi says as he recognizes Zahaz's opening.

Atanxi's stomach rumbles violently as it has been many hours since a decent meal. The vast aroma makes his mouth water.

At least if we have to miss the festivities we may as well eat good.

There are so many guards. How can we possibly be able to sneak away from all of them unnoticed?

Grabbing a chair Atanxi looks about to see if his associates might have an alternative outside of force.

Sounds like a lot could go wrong. Atanxi glares at the halfling. But I do owe it to Zefiro for helping us so I am in. Atanxi says as he slumps into the folds of new cloak in the chair.

Sounds like a suicide mission to me.....

When do we leave?

I am now level 2

Awesome! Thanks. I will level tomorrow. That one had a much better ending than Part 1. Though I keep going unconscious hehe :)

Atanxi awakens and helps look about.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21

Atanxi grabs ahold of the documents. I bet VC Farabellus would want to see this. He says as he sneers down at Iluvia.

@Atanxi: Since you have 5 NL, do you even need to make a stabilize check? Aren't you just unconscious, not bleeding out?

Yup, just reread it. Seems you are correct. I just though for some reason if not treated then the next round you would start bleeding out.

Con check Dc 10: 1d20 + 4 - 0 ⇒ (17) + 4 - 0 = 21

Atanxi's bleeding ceases immediately.

Reflex: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15

Hmm. Not sure why I didn't heal. Noob mistake.

The flames wash over Atanxi and he fall unconscious to the ground.

Will save: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14

Feeling a bit shaken by the woman's glare Atanxi stirs the wind around her in an attempt to knock her from her perch.

Kinetic Blast: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13
Damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

Questioning? For what? We are on orders from the Society to investigate!

He glares at the woman. Tell your guards to stand down as we do not wish to fight! He hollers back up.

Diplomacy: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (17) - 1 = 16

Double Move

Atanxi sneers at the torturous table. Also, seems they didn't want someone to talk about what happened here.

He takes a look around.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

Atanxi outstretches his hand causing sharp gusts of wind to quickly buffet the statue.

Kinetic Blast Ranged Touch: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11
Damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

Knowing his wind would have little effect he moves in on the outskirts of the slick grease next to the Hobo.

Atanxi shrugs. Dunno! I was hoping you might have an idea.

Atanxi looks back to the others. Anything?

Atanxi thinks for a moment.

Didn't we find Jistkan stuff matching this painting. A dagger with a Raven pommel on it? A gold bracelet with a goat engraved on it? And a Platinum ring adorned with a hound?

He looks over at the corpse. And look over is an amulet with what looks to be a rat curled on it. He says pointing to the pictures.

Heal: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11

Atanxi nudges the remains. More skeletons....at least it is not rising up like the rest.

He looks around the corner. Looks like there is a way around over here.

Knowledge History: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22
Knowledge History: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 1 = 18

Atanxi passes the statue. Well, that is creepy. What sort of dig site did he saythis was again?

Atanxi begins to dig through the rubble and finds a carved, broken rod and holds it up for everyone to see.

At the large pool of water Atanxi takes his time and leaps from pillar to pillar as he follows it along to the west.

Take 10 for 15 on Acrobatics.

Knowledge History: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
Knowledge History: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 1 = 15
Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12
Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20

Atanxi points to the set of four statues. These were the military leaders who served in Taldor’s Third Army of Exploration under General Coren. Unfortunately, all four died before the founding of Corentyn, which supposedly served as a launching point for the group that founded this colony.

Atanxi looks under the collapsed roof. Hey, Over here. He waves. Help me lift this off. There is a body under here. The broken skeleton wears a platinum ring adorned with the head of a hound. He grabs the ring and pulls it from the finger to show everyone.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9
Knowledge History: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 1 = 10
Knowledge History: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 1 = 21
Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15

Atanxi looks over the painting. This seems pretty accurate for this period. It was only painted to look weathered but rather is actually quite new.

He leans down and grabs the scroll from the robed body. Any of you able to use this?

Atanxi shifts around closer to the skeleton. He reaches his hand out releasing sharp gusts of wind and force into the skeleton.

Kinetic Blast Ranged Touch: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19
Damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

Fort Save: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17

Aanxi screams in pain as the jagged blade tears him open. His eyes show fear. More undead?! Out here?

He lets the fear lead him to anger as small bits of sand begin to rise around him and whip in a miniature controlled storm. The energy manifests into his dagger as the bright beam of white energy erupts from the blade striking at the skeleton.

Gather Power (Move action) to negate 1 burn

Kinetic Blade; touch attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9
Damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

All Aid another

Climb: 1d20 - 4 ⇒ (1) - 4 = -3
Strength check: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (7) - 2 = 5

Climb: 1d20 - 4 ⇒ (16) - 4 = 12
Strength check: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (3) - 2 = 1

Climb: 1d20 - 4 ⇒ (12) - 4 = 8
Strength check: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (20) - 2 = 18

Climb: 1d20 - 4 ⇒ (1) - 4 = -3
Strength check: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (19) - 2 = 17

Climb: 1d20 - 4 ⇒ (12) - 4 = 8
Strength check: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (5) - 2 = 3

Climb: 1d20 - 4 ⇒ (6) - 4 = 2
Strength check: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (8) - 2 = 6

Climb: 1d20 - 4 ⇒ (8) - 4 = 4
Strength check: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (19) - 2 = 17

Climb: 1d20 - 4 ⇒ (15) - 4 = 11
Strength check: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (10) - 2 = 8

Climb: 1d20 - 4 ⇒ (18) - 4 = 14
Strength check: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (4) - 2 = 2

Climb: 1d20 - 4 ⇒ (5) - 4 = 1
Strength check: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (14) - 2 = 12

Knowing that he is not much for being able to physically do this on his own Atanxi helps where he can on bringing the tarp back down. Just as he gets it down the wind catches it once again ripping it from his hands. Did noone check the seers for the weather before we left?

Survival: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9

Atanxi remains oblivious to the raging storm until it is too late. Seeing how quickly it is moving across the land he kicks the camel into moving faster.

Ride: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 1 = 12

Atanxi looks down the side of the bluff and pats the side of the camel. Leaning down he whispers in it's ear. You kill me here and I am taking you with me beast.

Handle Animal: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (3) - 1 = 2

Holding his hand over his face he squints his eyes. He only ends up just getting more sand in them than anything else.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14

Unfortunately this is one of my first missions. Atanxi says. [b]Though i have been hired for a very specific skill he says as he pulls out his dagger.

Motioning everyone to back up a little bit Atanxi grits his teeth with a determined look in his eyes. Within moments a vicious wing begins to whip about him. Small stone and board game pieces begin to hover and circle about his body. The wind and small arcs of lightning shift and coalesce, concentrating into pure energy down his arm as it merges into a single beam of white light, cutting a large hole in the Siege board.

Kinetic Blade Touch attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (14) + 3 = 17
Damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

Expelling the beam the Siege pieces and small rocks fall harmlessly back to the ground.

Bluff: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (1) - 1 = 0

There is far better things that I could be doing, but the Society wishes us to explore, report and cooperate which lately just seems to be using us to rub some aristocrats shoulders and tell him it will be alright. They believe that same tactic will work in Cheliax but they really have no clue.

Perform Aid another: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (11) - 1 = 10

Jace barely recognizes the tune from when he was a child. Though it takes him awhile he lightly hums the beat of the instrumentals to himself, without realizing he is helping to keep the song in beat.

Diplomacy: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (17) - 1 = 16

Someof the locals say that Mavius is a cousin of the lord-mayor of Khari. The magistrate takes advantage of his station to enjoy all the pleasures the city has to offer, therefore his palanquin is a regular sight on the street as Mavius travels between the mansion and several high-end establishments and the opera.

Atanxi whispers to the others as they walk through the exquisite garden.

Listening intently Atanxi has little time for such games though he attempts to be pleasant. I am afraid I am unfamiliar with the rules. He waves his hand at the board.

On the voyage Atanxi speaks a bit with Dandy. So what brings... Mr Hobo was it? What brings you out this way? Did Farabellus also tell you about the wild goose chase he sent us on throughout the city? Seems He was the only one that knew we were coming. We were questioned every block by every guard in the damned city!

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Atanxi wipes his forehead as he looks at the sandstone buildings.

Diplomacy: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (12) - 1 = 11
Knowledge History: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

Bureaucrats and making simple things difficult. Seems like Cheliax alright....Time to find the Magistrate.