Baahir Saber's page

Oh come one Paizo...it ate my reply from days ago.

"It is a good thing, even if we do not know where he goes. A ritual flame can help keep away those that would turn spirits and bones to dark magic. Plus, it helps the living move on as well." he says as those from the pyre return to the group.

He is torn between watching the sweet lovers spat and the vision of Blaze leaving.

"A cursed item is no match for love, it seems. Goodnight, I will see you on the early morning shift Andrei." he nods as he turns in as well, following Blaze a few minutes later.

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Crawling inside the tent, he smiles to Blaze.

"It seems you are quick to get comfortable. Hopefully I can get this gear off without creating a ruckus." he says as he wraps the scimitar in his scarf before moving to struggle with the belts that fasten his chain-shirt.

"I-uh...please let me know if I am taking up too much room?" he says laying back after taking off only his upper garments.

"Thank you for joining me." he says warmly to Andrei and Blaze.

"I did not know you personally but you have laid the groundwork for our safety here. For that we thank you and give you over to the Dawnflower's warmth as you are guided to your final rest. May your journal and our journey here bring us closer you you in time." Baahir says near the pyre as he blesses it with his own flames. He then listens to the song of the cleric, looking over at Blaze as the flames dance in front of them.

Baahir finds some spirits to share with the Varisian as the others begin language lessons.

"Something of fine make to pair with this delicious meal. Let it warm our bellies and our hearts for we have made allies but must put one to rest. After we eat." he says warmly with a smile that creeps a bit larger.

He was used to trail rations and jerky on missions, so his appreciation for the food was fine an obvious. He tries to watch the others so that he doesn't finish his food too fast before heading over to prepare the pyre.

"Ţhâţ îz ă lîțțle of whăț îț îș lîke beîng on Dâ Roâd: trâvelîng țo dîştânţ locâleş, meețîng new people wîțh new perşpecţîveş. Excîţîng, îs îţ noţ?" Andrei beams as he continues to cook.

Baahir nods, "Exciting doesn't seem sufficient for everything that has happened today, heh. I...I envy such a life. You are a formidable and free spirit Andrei!", then he gets up for a moment to search up some wine or spirits for the chef and rest of the group.

Spellcraft (Sword): 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 4 + 1 = 23 Hurts more when you are close.
Spellcraft (Sword): 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 4 + 1 = 22 T__T

Baahir peers over the items as well and shakes his head, "I am certainly no enchanter but I thought I had figured out the power within those items...I am sorry I wasn't of more use. Using it to deal with some goblins or those lizards you spoke of may reveal more."

With that out of the way Baahir joins the others near the fire, taking a seat near Blaze.

"This is the first time I have experienced so many people I cannot understand. The mystery of what they are saying about us is a little unnerving." he mentions as they relax.

Yep, and hopefully no curious spider-kin joining any of us.

Baahir only gets a moment to catch his breath as the spiders begin their travel south, then three more newcomers exit one of the tents.

"Our group continues to grow...by people and creatures alike. We may have a small army to attack the goblins with at this rate." he says agreeing with Aramyros, exasperated by the day's revelations. Still, he gives a polite bow to the trio.

"My name is Baahir Saber, it is our pleasure to meet you. If you are friends with Aukan you are friends with us. It seems we have the sleeping arrangements already handled, they work quite well for me." he says sincerely before turning back to the others, nodding at the sleeping arrangements and moving his items to his new tent.

Baahir shakes his head at the offer to wear any of the new treasure but smiles when Lilianne mentions her blessing.

"I believe those in the most danger will do well with our finds but I will hold on to the Tinder Box if you would like. Being able to transform the shape of my magic could prove useful." he says looking over everything one last time.

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Baahir shivers as Blaze's fingers dance up his arm.

"Y-yes...it is just a blessing that I can heal without needing to be in direct contact with them......" Baahir starts reply as the door opens...backing away to give them space.

"There are so many of them." he says breathlessly before taking a moment to steel himself. He enters the room with the others to look around.

"Blaze, would you ask them if they know the purpose of these specimens?" he asks looking over the various animals in jars.

"Even in the dark it seems my eyes are not as keen as yours." Baahir says not being able to find anything of note to add to the table but he does take time to help identifying the magical items.

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 4 + 1 = 18
Spellcraft: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 4 + 1 = 25
Spellcraft: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 4 + 1 = 21
Spellcraft: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 4 + 1 = 14

"It seems we are finding quite a few magical items down here, I will take a look as well." he says also looking over the belt found by Blaze.

I have 5/8 Channel left for the day.

"Your kindness, even for these new arachnid friends is warming. Just as warming as the flames." Baahir says smiling as he holds his channel for the moment, when the group nears the door he allows the healing energy to flow outward.

Channel: 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (5, 1) + 1 = 7
Re-Roll 1: 1d6 ⇒ 2 8 Healing Total. 4/8 Channel.

Fortitude: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 4 + 1 = 12 Minutes: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

As battle ends, one of the ghouls was especially ripe even getting through Baahir's scarf. He starts to gag but keeps it in.

"In a way we were lucky that they were susceptible to our divine energy, makes a powerful weapon." he says clapping a hand on Andrei's shoulder but there was little time to celebrate till everyone was back to full health.

"How are we looking? Those claws looks particularly nasty." he asks if any others need healing as they head into the next room.

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

The Dazzle effect from Angelfire Apostle doesn't have a save.

Perception: 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 4 + 2 = 8

Round 1:

Fortitude: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 4 + 1 = 17
Knowledge (Religion): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

The stench of the oncoming undead doesn't bother Baahir enough to make him sick. As he studies the creatures, he gets into position behind Blaze to provide her with support.

Guidance on Blaze.

Round 2:

Baahir pulls forth the angelfire from his chest, pulsing it outwards as the wave washes down the hallway. The energy reaches all but the last creature. Only Yellow is out of range.

Positive Damage (D16 Will to Halve): 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (2, 6) + 1 = 9 Non-Good Targets Dazzled for 1 Round.

While the group was examining the runes, Baahir puzzled over the possibilities as well.

"How much of this place operates without the owners, all these latent and waiting runes. The automaton. Whoever did or does live here are more advanced than I would have expected in this area. Thorn, we may need to discern what combinations are possible when we get a moment."

As the others start to leave, Baahir keeps a keen eye darting behind him at intervals. He grips his blade with white knuckles at the various sounds and sights.

When the group members starts speaking with what is assumed to be the spider behind the door, his jaw goes slack for a moment.

"Intelligent, speaking arachnids? Were the runes some sort of feeding device for the spiders? I am not opposed the the alliance but it will take a great deal of time before I lessen my guard. Lilianne is right though, they must be cautions to not draw any unwanted attention...imagine if we did not have you two to translate?" he discusses with the group. However, he quickly turns his attention to the possible threat awaiting them.

Round 2:

Baahir moves further into the room attempting to discern what the creature is.

Knowledge (Arcana/Planes/Religion): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18

Round 3:

As his allies get battered by the beetle he begins to channel more healing frames from his divine connection.

Channel: 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (2, 1) + 1 = 4
Re-Roll 1s: 1d6 ⇒ 4 7 Healing.
Excluding Enemy, it takes Fire Damage equal to healing amount and is Dazzled (1 Round), DC 16 to halve damage and stop Dazzled.

"Do not fear my light, let is soothe your wounds."

Baahir follows through in the middle ranks, preferring to be in reach of anyone that comes under attack.

"Thank you, Thorn."

"I was wondering when the threats down here would present themselves, how is everyone feeling. Do not hesitate to ask for my aid, we should be at full strength for what comes next. As Aramyros said...I don't feel safe with an intelligent beast like that crawling about." Baahir says as he looks over his allies for any serious burns or wounds.

As the group fans out to explore, he stays by Blaze's side as she examines the beetles. He watches with unblinking eyes as the flames swirl around her feeling she was not in danger.

"Were these creatures born of fire or was it thrust upon them?" he muses quietly to her as she finishes.

Round 3.
5-foot step and Standard->Guidance on Aramyros.

"I will keep an eye out for anything coming from the other rooms. Sarenrae's light will protect us all." Baahir says turning his attention to the other directions.

He steps closer to Aramyros, and casts guidance on him as well.
"I am here with you. Strike with fury."
Guidance: +1 to an attack or check.

Round 1.

I would have created some distance but now I know what is coming so not sure how to actually act.

"Immune to your flames? Something tells me mine will not be any luckier!" he says laying a hand on Blaze's back, imparting divine guidance upon her.

Guidance on Blaze and move.

Round 2.

Reflex: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10 12 Damage
Reflex: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23 4 Damage for 16 Total (-1 HP). Unconscious & dying. Not sure where I should have fallen due to having moved. Feel free to move me back if needed.

Andrei's Channel: +8 Healing (7 HP).

Groaning from the burning flames and acid, Baahir calls out to Sarenrae from the ground.

"Dawnflower, unleash you light."

Channel Positive Energy: 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (2, 1) + 1 = 4
Envoy of Healing Re-Rolls Natural 1: 1d6 ⇒ 2 2+2+1=5 Healing.
Excluding Beetles, Blue takes Fire Damage equal to healing amount and is Dazzled (1 Round), DC 16 to halve damage and stop Dazzled.

After feeling the succor of his god's light he stands back up.

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13

"Seems my intuition was correct. The question now, is just how many? Sarenrae burn bright in our veins and embolden us in this task." he says as he sends a wave of energy over the party.

Surprise -> Standard Action: Bless/3 minutes (+1 morale bonus on attack rolls and on saving throws against fear effects.)

Most of my oracles don't have any clear information on just who gives them their powers aside from my Oracle/Paladin (Chosen One) who literally had an emissary from the god appear. Their powers are thrust upon them without their choice so I wouldn't see all of them taking to veneration, patrons work in mysterious ways.

Before or possibly now with a missing Lilianne.

"Like some kind of divinations? But there is no one maintaining it...It makes me wonder how much Ethos knew and did not share with us." Baahir says exasperated and the finding, yet he still takes a moment to speak to Blaze.

"Do not worry. Even if we can't see it...we believe you. At this point the unbelievable feels scarce." he says as they meet with Andrei.

Earlier.

Baahir strains his eyes looking for something...anything but to no avail.

"I...no...can you tell what you are seeing? Are you alright?" he asks concerned for Blaze and worried about his own eyesight. He sees her begin to shiver and retreat, prompting him to place his arm around her.

"It must be some foul trick! Know that I am real. As are our allies." he says still looking around the room for any changes as he comforts her.

Currently.

"Lilianne is right! You do have a marvelous gift...the way you handle the flames could make someone forget their natural danger." he says with admiration, being one of those that can forget in the dancing fire.

With the webs clear he is more at ease to explore the room, noting the better condition of furniture.

"Things are in better condition here once the dust and webs are gone. Shall we explore further."

Once on the next level you notice that the dust has been replaced with webs. You appear to be in a large room but with so many webs it is hard to tell how big the room actually is. There appears to be tables and chairs in this room but they are covered in webs.

Are their doors leading out of this room. I am thinking it is the large room on the 2nd Floor map?

Although I think I will wait on what we as a party (or as an individual) do next till the timelines re-converge. It appears something interesting is happening up top with the runes.

"Agreed Thorn, better we know what is below where we sleep. Sarenrae protect us, perhaps it will be unoccupied otherwise we will be able to work on our teamwork in battle. I can help clear them with you Blaze...these boxes could catch fire." Baahir says using Spark to burn way the pieces farther from the boxes and swiping the rest with his sword.

If there is room, Baahir rides the elevator with the first group.

"We should be careful with this device. No telling when it could power down or what awaits us below. I will travel down with whoever wants to explore it." he says preparing himself.

Arriving down below he begins to worry, seeing so many webs means there is a possibility of creatures. Spiders have to eat after all. He draws his blade as he wait for others to join.

"We should proceed with extra caution. The weaver of these webs could be lurking."

Will wait to see who all is coming down before exploring further.

Was letting Aramyros take the lead with the elevator at the moment, was going to post when I woke up today.

After failing at my rolls on the runes I kind of switched my focus to the next choice.

"It at least seems his is more likely to harm himself than us, so far. Yet it is another mystery for us to ponder over...much like these shafts." Baahir says watching as Aramyros works.

"Cleansing a goblin threat has certainly taken a turn for the complex. I have to take back what I said about it being too simple for us."

Baahir nods, putting the mask he picked up within the chest as well.

"Better to have it away from us, with whatever curse may be upon it." he says rather quietly.

"I wonder the significance of this caldera is...perhaps it is another place we will be sent. I don't believe there is any volcanic activity near here, Blaze?" he asks her as she has some knowledge of the country.

Aramyros was baffled by his allies' childish curiosity and recklessness. "You say it, like it was a game. But these are clearly no toys, Baahir!" He responded in a strict and angry voice.

"I...uh...you are right." Baahir fumbles his words realizing his folly but more surprised by the strong tone of the scolding. It was something that was wholly new to him.

Blaze shakes her head and points to Baahir's pack. "Put away to study later..." she urged him. She seemed shaken by the scene of Aramyros prying the wreath of thorns off Andrei. So much blood... this place... it was getting to be too much.

He nods, taking some cloth to wrap the mask with before depositing it in his pack.

"Not quite sure what came over me. This place has been so full of oddities." he adds, crestfallen. He rubs his hands together nervously as they finish in the room.

Curses are too interesting to not at least see what they entail! Hopefully this doesn't make Baahir fond of yellow suits and slapstick comedy!

"That looks rather painful, Andrei. Perhaps Blaze is right about leaving it be for now." Baahir says knowing the other items could have similar negative effects. With the Rod and Wreath understood, and the Stone being investigated by thorn...his attention shifted to the lattice work and the mask.

He slowly walks over to the mask on the pedastal, that the group is having trouble identifying. He contemplates for a moment on whether to take the item.

I don;t feel I have to wear a mask around these people...but if that goliath is just going to claim what is left, I might as well join Andrei on being cursed.

"Well, my curiosity is surely piqued now and it would be unfair to let Andrei suffer alone. Shall I put it on?" Baahir says as he plucks the mask from the pedestal and holds it up, for a closer look.

"My apologies, this isn't my strong suit. I can't tell what the effects may be." he says with a low, slightly embarrassed tone. He looks over his shoulders in case any of his allies wish to try.

I will be keeping you and your family in my thoughts as well!

The Special is going well, this is a fun one and the pacing is allowing my group to see the various options without much of a crunch.

It has been an odd season but these storms are cooling it down, most of the damage and loss has been further south than where I am.

"Let me study them for a minute, hopefully I can discern something more useful." he says concentrating his mind.

Knowledge (Arcana): 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 4 + 1 = 16 Are all the auras the same for the runes or are their overlapping ones? I can roll for the others as neccesary.

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 4 + 1 = 13

Gamespace there is a lot going on with online conventions and in meatspace we are getting hammered by typhoons at the moment. That said, doing fairly well!

"Well, if you are an explorer just like us...there may be more answers further below. We must be wary of further traps, however. I am not quite ready for a nap." Baahir says sticking close to Blaze, now making more extensive use of his Detect Magic.

"Careful, runes of magic inscribed on the floor." he says reaching out for the hand of Blaze to stop her from going further in.

Once the dust has been cleared up, Baahir attempts to search the room more thoroughly.

With a few hand gestures, he activates his magic sense. Detect Magic. Keeping his distance he will observe the items.

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 4 + 1 = 9
Spellcraft: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 4 + 1 = 7
Spellcraft: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 4 + 1 = 10

Quickly aiding Blaze drag the others out. He watches the goliath wake with his guard up. When he doesn't seem to pose a threat, Baahir lets out a sigh of relief.

"You do not miss a beat, Aukan. Glad we found you alive...and indeed, the goblins are our prime objective here but we felt finding you first was best. What exactly were you doing down here other than looking for trinkets?" he asks with curiosity, hoping for answers on the mysteries they have found thus far.

Fortitude: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24

"The dust...it is the cause of the sleep!" he exclaims as he digs his scarf back out of his bag, to wrap around his face.

"Perhaps it is my life before this, spending a great deal of time searching for those that abuse magic. It unnerves me even though I wield a form of it as well. It can be irrational but at times has saved my life. Do not worry about using your own, we are allies after all." Baahir answers Thorn about his own problems with magic but attempts to reassure the group he holds no negative opinions of them, specifically.

Blaze counts the items visible and frowns. "Only four items. Five places for items. Does he have another in pockets?" She asked the magic seeing peoples, just as wary of touching the man herself as Baahir. Remembering the ring that was absent from the pile of bones, she looked to see if this sleeping man wore one.

"A good eye, hopefully he can explain this whole situation once he wakes." he says with a smile walking the perimeter to aid Blaze.

Baahir follows through the illusory wall, skeptical of the illusion magic. Gritting his teeth and holding his breath till he gets through.

"Most magic can make my skin crawl." he mutters as they head up the steps.

In the room, Baahir almost rushes to the Goliath's side but when he sees that he is breathing, he pauses for a moment.

"I feared he had died down here but still, this may not have been a trap. We should be on our guard...what is this dust around the room?" he says slowly getting closer, digging in his bags for some smelling salts, holding them out.

He looks at how large the man is and hesitates, "Lilianne, I don't want to tax your servant but perhaps it can wave these under his nose. I prefer that to him lashing out at the first thing he awakes to."

Baahir attempts to open the right door, the cold biting into his hand, but he fails to get it open. He shakes his head and stops trying.

Strenght 12: 1d20 ⇒ 7

"Not used to cold so powerful it burns. I agree that we shouldn't bother with them since we can't even communicate. I couldn't even get it open." he says rubbing his hand looking to Blaze.

Oh sorry about that, I got mixed up.

"That man taller than us, it could be Aukan the Goliath. Perhaps he knows the words if we find him or something in another room. I agree to letting these creatures free...rather than being trapped here." he says walking over to the other side of the room. He looks into the cages and shakes his head.

Hopefully they understand Common.

"I take it you all are trapped as well? We are going to look for a way to release you, if you can provide any help." he asks just in case.

"We should be wary even when releasing it. I believe it to be a mephit, obviously immune to flames but this ice around the ovens may be what weakened it. Vengeful things, that means it may leave us be when we release it while it looks for revenge." he informs Blaze as she attempts to get the oven open.

Baahir shakes his head at the question of speaking Abyssal.

"If we find this Goliath we may just end up saving the owner, they may overlook our transgressions. Or at least I hope that to be the case."

He sticks with the group, entering the kitchen. Baahir can also help provide Guidance as we explore.

When Lilianne mentions the face in the flames followed by a bang from the oven, he speaks up. "A face? A living flame? My curiosity is piqued now, are these simple cooking ovens?"

With his blade out by reflex, he slowly walks forwards till he can see into the oven. Waiting for this face to appear...

Perception: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 4 + 1 = 16

"Show yourself." he calls out quietly attempting to see if is sentient and possibly a creature he has heard of.

Knowledge (Planes or something else possibly): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22

As far as marching order, Baahir will gravitate towards the middle of the pack. That way he is situated well to assist anyone.

"Yeah, this is something the whole group should be in on. I never went down the ladder so I am not sure just how deep the tunnels beneath here go." he says agreeing to wait for Thorn.

"Perhaps we shouldn't all go down, leaving at least one or two to watch over the camp. I will admit my curiosity is piqued so I would like to be on the party heading below."

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Heading down with Lilianne and the others that join he offers to light torches with his control of flame.

"How are your eyes in the dark, Lilianne? Let me know if I need to light up a torch." he says comfortable in the dark himself, peering down the dark tunnels from behind her.

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20

Their eyes meeting provided more warmth than the fire next to them, he enjoyed that moment.The only thing breaking his joy was the mention of Ethos. His eyes went wide as he remembered the dossier.

"Ah, I have been a fool letting it slip my mind. Ever since rushing through the portal I forgot! I will be right back." he said rushing to his tent and returning with the packet, sharing it with Blaze.

"By Sarenrae...I had a trove of information right by my bedroll. I am so sorry...we should share this with the others." he says, completely embarrassed but waving the others over.

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Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22

Baahir watches the the gears turn, spotting a handle in the core.

"I can't imagine how it works but as these gears turn I spotted a handhold within the creature, on it runes are flashing when you activate the lever. It is certainly magical. Was there anything else where you found him? WAIT, the dossier from last night! The owner was was mentioned to be lost within ruins...under this outpost!" he says pulling it back out, gliding his finger over it before landing on Aukan the Goliath. He digs in his pack for the compass supposedly tied to the engineer.

He seems ready to sprint off to the tunnels but holds, fidgeting with the compass.

"Aramyros, Blaze, this may be the best way to get him working."

Woops, I did think the dossier sounded familiar!

Later the next day.

"Aramyros, it seems it has trouble with complex tasks...or we are missing something. At least , we have the supplies it gathers and perhaps it will be able to handle tools for creating planks and such. I am curious to see how to command it." Baahir says walking up to Aramyros and the automaton, slowly walking around it to examine the lever and build.

He sighs, a bit out of his expertise.

"If we cannot create a large enough wall, we could create one with stakes. If it can dig holes that may help as well." he says thinking through ideas that will make for more expedient defenses.

Something like this might be easier for it to at least provide the supplies. Spike Wall