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Then that's exactly where I'll be using my discount. Along with my 2PP on a wand of clw.

Rules related question. I know Druids can't use armor that is made with metal, but can their animal companions use barding that is? I.e. I'm thinking about using my discount to buy Huntress some Mwk studded leather barding, but I don't want to accidentally lose all my class powers.

That aside, my chronicle looks good, and I enjoyed this run! Thank you GM supervillan!

I thought she was lovely! I loved how you wove your backstory into this story. Right now all of my next games are for gameday, or a continuation of a three-part series. Aulurius is also going on the bench, and I'm playing a couple of 2E games. I hope you get well soon!

"Fer the disbanded cult of Roidira, offer them a new path. Or, as Roidira would say, a new destination. The White Feather... well, I'm not sure what ta make of 'em." The dwarf looks over at Sayuki, thinking she had the most interaction.

"I began to believe parts of what she was sayin', and yer not wrong, ma'am. The lens of absences is exactly what she wanted people to remove and see through to find their own wisdom. I believe she did exist and abandoned her followers." Aulurius heaves a heavy sigh. "I feel better gettin' all that out, and I'm glad to be away from that cult."

"Bah! If only you lot had seen what I saw. Rodira is real alright, and she's abandoned her followers, rather than guide them," Aulurius says with much pent up frustration. "She saw that I was not truly her follower and mocked me for it. She is angry with her followers; in her eyes, they used emptiness as a destination, rather than a journey. So instead of guidin' 'em, she abandoned 'em, and left 'em one final task," the dwarf air-quotes the next bit, "'where [she] could crush their stupidity in one fell swoop.' Rodira has forsaken her followers and left them without purpose. Hopefully they all will find meanin' elsewhere and won't be a nuisance."

Aulurius is visibly shaking when he finishes speaking. If a deity could abandon their people like that... I hope the powers of Golarion never falter.

Aulurius is fuming, possibly shaking, and his lips are pursed in on themselves, as if a dam keeping words from flowing out. For better imagery.

Aulurius spends a moment cursing in Dwarvish upon snapping out of his vision. He's clearly angry and upset, but refuses to speak after the cultists address them.

The dwarf sighs and, thinking the power in the water will fade when Roidira does, kneels down, cups his hands, and drinks deeply of the fountain.

Aulurius is hesitant, but speaks. "I'd wager Etna is having a vision of Enlightenment. Should more of us try?"

Aulurius will rise and step forward, bidding huntress to stay where she is. He will wait to drink alongside any of his fellow pathfinders that opt to do so.

"There is more to know than can be known. And existing knowledge is all relative to other existing knowledge. So, the only way true knowledge is possible is the journey to discover our own true knowledge?" Aulurius' grasp of this philosophy is still tentative at best, but he feels this will satisfy Rodira's final question.

This is definitely an interesting encounter. It took me a while to figure out how Aulurius would react to seeing what could be a literal Goddess.

Fort save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13

Driven to his knees by this powerful force, the dwarf wrestles in his own mind at understanding these philosophies. After a moment, he believes he's figured out where these teachings are trying to direct those that will listen. While he still has faith in the natural world of Golarion, Aulurius does find some truth in these teachings. "I believe that turning away from other beliefs is a belief itself. It's finding knowledge where other faiths instruct you to turn away."

Usually headstrong and sure of himself, the druid is clearly troubled by this powerful presence.

Geez this isn't going to end well.

Diplomacy: 1d20 ⇒ 13

What are the odds?!?

Aulurius clears his throat, humbled by the demanding, divine presence before him. In as flat a tone as he can muster, the druid recounts, "There is no presence, only absence. There is no meaning, only knowledge." He takes a deep breath, clearly giving an attempt to fit these words into his own philosophy. "I dinna ken fer sure, but I think these words are meant to help ye' see things from another perspective than yer own." Aulurius says this with the weight of his own stubborn mind at the forefront of his reasoning. He glances at the others, internally willing them to play along until they can get some answers.

Edit: Sayuki beat me to it, but Aulurius would feel internally compelled to give his answer one way or another

On approach, Aulurius would say, "Curious... I haven't seen many dwarves, and yet, this is written in Dwarvish..." More to himself than anything.

Aulurius seethes inside. He feels the cultists they fought were clearly here against their will. The dwarf will let the others do the talking, and he will hang back and try to search for some deception, first with his eyes, then, fearing charm magic, with detect magic.

Aulurius looks indignant, but accepts. "Aye... I'm hurtin' pretty bad. Do ye mind if I heal Huntress as well?"

clw: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
clw on huntress if Etna agrees: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

"Thank you, Etna."

Aulurius groans as he's brought back to consciousness. "That's the last time I try to get in and out the way of arrow fire..."

Aulurius begins to argue about healing the cultist, but then thinks better of it. He goes over to see what he can do. Heal: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20

After stabilizing the dying cultist, Aulurius offers the two berries he made the day before to the cultists. "If ye can speak, why did ye come down 'ere? What possessed ye ta take up this mantle?"

No matter the answer, the dwarf does call his cat to him, praising her for defending him. He contemplates if he should ask for healing or try his luck creating more berries, but he's stubborn and remains silent.

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

Aulurius groans, loud enough to let everyone know he's ok for now, and is just a heap of Dwarf on a pew for now.

Aulurius steps around the cultist and slashes with his scimitar, putting both hands behind his swing. Pretty sure this opens me up to an AoO from yellow and blue, with pews being difficult terrain.

Scimitar: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10
Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

"Cuidich mi leis an fhear seo, Huntress!"

Apologies, the last part of Huntress' move didn't save on slides. It is correct now

"Keep an eye out for the one behind us!" Aulurius shouts as he moves towards the hostile cultists.

"Teich mi!" The dwarf commands his pet in druidic. Reaffirming her guard command

Both Dwarf and Tiger bound down the hall, limited by the dwarf's short stature and shorter legs.

Both double move

"I think we should investigate the chapel and see if there's written documents," Aulurius whispers. "Something's not right about the trees and water here.."

"I think I can safely say that servants of nature are not mixed up in this... madness."

Edit for the sake of not spamming

Aulurius has not let go of his scimitar since the battle with the phantoms. His left hand rests on Huntress' back, taking reassurance from her presence.

Aulurius scowls. "I refuse to pay these babblings any mind. Let's get to the bottom of this, and try not to cause any further collapse." Aulurius keeps moving, but makes sure the rest of the group is behind him before venturing towards the closer light.

Out of curiosity, is either phrase written in druidic?

I think GM knows which PbP is wrapping up to its ending. ;)

This character's good. I'm only playing in one PF1E table, and I wanted to try investigator out.

My vote is whatever the group wants, lol

Good luck! If I didn't have my plate full I'd offer to play in your table!

Aulurius smirks at all of this camaraderie. Surely this is better than nothingness?

Aulurius offers to activate the wand to heal Zeta.

Aulurius and Huntress move to take point heading down the stairs.

Aulurius casts guidance on Huntress, then moves up with his companions to try to get closer. He points to the remaining phantom and yells, "A-nis an tè seo, Huntress."

Thank you GM. I didn't realize Ultimate Wilderness added so many tricks!

Aulurius steps up to the lead phantom, puts both hands behind his scimitar, and slices at the phantom!

Scimitar: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18
Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

Aulurius draws his scimitar and steps around Sulana and Zeta, while calling to huntress in druidic. "Tha sinn a ’dol mun cuairt an aon rud agus ionnsaigh!" The dwarf points at the lead phantom

Handle Animal, Link: 1d20 + 4 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 + 4 = 20

I'm thinking as a player that that phrase may have ended combat. If so, Aulurius will not reignite aggression. If not, I'll post a full combat post in the morning, but Aulurius will draw his scimitar and move, Huntress will move with Acrobatics to avoid AoO and bite.

Ghostbusters! Classic

Aulurius pales somewhat at the sight of the phantoms, and fumbles to get himself together. Wow those init rolls...

Aulurius clears his throat and tries to remember the phrases that were mentioned in the bars. When asked ‘Where does brotherhood lie?’ answer, ‘At peace beneath her black wings.’

"I'm not much of leader in this sort of thing..." Aulurius admits to the group. "I'm usually head strong and do what I think is right, but I don't clearly see a right here. I'll follow yer lead, lasses and lad."

"These beliefs certainly are strange..." The dwarf mutters. He looks around for any weapons round the shrine.

Sorry guys. The holiday threw me off. I'll be back on track tomorrow.

Knowledge (nature): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

Aulurius runs as fast as his dwarf legs will carry him up to the kitsune's side. "Sayuki! Don't worry, I'll try to help!"

Sorry for the short update

Aulurius will take out both options and give one to Huntress and drink one himself once the sun starts bothering the dwarf.

Huntress will join, walking diagonally behind Sayuki, commanded to defend her.

I'm a relative newb, so for right now, it walks like a duck and quacks like a duck, so I think it'll float.

Bwahaha! Huntress is identical in the stealth/perception department

I'm game. I would command Huntress to defend whoever is leading the scout. The dwarf, on the other hand, is NOT stealthy and would travel at the back.

I cannot believe someone managed to reference Kitchen Gun in a pathfinder scenario... that isn't a gunslinger to boot!

Aulurius is following the group with Huntress close by. He's cooled down since the day before and has decided to follow the group's methods or discuss actions before running off on his own. "Aye Sayuki. Although, I'm none too great at talking people down from somethin' their heart is set on."

Could I take 10 to know(nature) for 16 to gather berries for today's goodberry as we trek through the jungle?

Aulurius will follow the group to the inn, for the moment appearing disinterested at the vendors' wares. He will end the day casting goodberry on the berries he had been saving, knowing that they will now only be good for 24 hours.

goodberries: 2d4 ⇒ (1, 1) = 2 Aw, come on. =(

After determining which ones are magical, he eats the nonmagical ones, disappointed in how few he was able to affect.

In the morning, the dwarf will prepare cure light wounds and goodberry

I'm over here rolling at all of this. I relate on a personal level to Sulana's social anxiety, but seeing it from an outside context in a fantasy world, I'm laughing right out of my chair.

After some wins and some losses, and ultimately breaking even, Aulurius politely excuses himself from the gambling tables and sets up watch in a corner to help keep his fellow agents safe, watching for anyone with ill-intent. He also keeps a close eye on Sulana, lest she become overwhelmed again... And promptly sees she is.

Aulurius definitely is not a social skill monkey, ha. But he'll for sure keep watch.

"There ye are lass! I told ye th' dwarven ale was nothin' to trifle with! Let me help ye." Aulurius offers Sulana a hand up and leads her over to the side. "Y'know, I'm startin' ta think you have worse luck than I, lass. And I've had my beard shaved off afore." Gruff as he is, Aulurius is trying to be soothing to the poor bundle of nerves. "If ye like, when we get out of here, I'll have Huntress follow ye for a spell."

Aulurius says a quick prayer to Golarion casting guidance and ponies up to a game of dice and begins chatting up a group of drunken gamblers, hoping to hear something interesting.

Diplomacy, guidance: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 1 = 11

He's not terribly good at this game, and it's taking a portion of his focus away from the gamblers' chatter.

By the way is anyone questioning Huntress while we're out on the town?

"At peace beneath her black wings... Sulana, I think we should head out and meet e'r'one else outside ta keep from drawin' any more attention. Oh, and.. sorry about earlier. I was hoping to save us both more embarrassment, not cause it lass. Ready?" The dwarf nods at the human, ready to exit.

"I'm with ye Sulana. Let's..." The druid forgoes words, instead catching Sulana's eyes with his fingers and pointing at the successful party members with the two notable people in the room. "Actually, I wonder if pink will draw more attention than red and white alone? Let's keep an eye out fer our friends, eh?"

He takes Sulana by the hand and, possibly louder than intended, says, "Come, m'lady, let's find somewhere a little more out of the way." Sulana willing, he leads her to a corner of the room where they could watch and hopefully hear what's going on with the group, as well as look out for anyone approaching with ill intent.

Would that be any kind of roll?