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Hugs, GM. Take all the time you need - we’re happy to hear you’re still alive and kicking. Goodness knows you don’t need another thing to stress about right now.

Whew! Congratulations on finishing school! Don't stress yourself about getting this game moving again until you're ready - your IRL stuff is more important.

Those look like solid choices - goodness knows it takes the pressure off our healers to have creatures take damage that we don't have to worry about when they poof back to their homes.

As far as Bartholomew goes, he's getting Precise Bombs so we can worry less about that inconvenient splash damage. He's also getting 2nd level extracts, though only one formula known for free unless we find some spellbooks or potions he can poach recipes from.

Speaking of which, the inventory sheet has a spellbook from a female wizard we fought in the catacombs. @GM, what spells were in it? Bartholomew can also snag see invisibility from the scroll we found and cure moderate wounds from a potion we found. This will consume the scroll, but not the potion. Is that alright with the party?

"Fascinating." Bartholomew looks up from reading the journal on the walk back to Sandpoint. "A pity she was not fond of proper note taking." He sniffs, an odd reaction from the usually-emotionless man. "Or proper penmanship."

"Why are we bothering?" Bartholomew asks, no judgement or any other emotion present on his face. "Do we require another pack animal to carry the dead back to Sandpoint?"

As Uvara falls, Bartholomew quickly throws another explosive at the creature before ducking back around the doorframe. "She is in very bad condition," he says plainly to Sven and Adarion.

Bomb, PBS: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 6 + 1 = 24
Fire damage, PBS: 2d6 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (2, 3) + 5 + 1 = 11 (7 splash damage, Reflex 15 to halve)
Miss: 1d8 ⇒ 4

Aiming for a back square to try to avoid hitting Uvara with the splash damage. She might have fire resistance, but it could still put her over the edge of death.

Not certain what the creature is, Bartholomew waits for Nyx to begin his familiar sermon before stepping forward and tossing an explosive bottle into the room.

Bomb, PBS, IC: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 6 + 1 + 1 = 17
Fire damage, PBS, IC: 2d6 + 5 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (1, 6) + 5 + 1 + 1 = 14 (7 splash damage, Reflex 15 to halve)
Miss: 1d8 ⇒ 3

That’s nice for Marcus, but how about Bartholomew? XD

Bartholomew studies the door carefully, trying to spot any surprises. ”We’ve come this far already - I’d hate to have to travel back out here for one door,” he comments.

Taking 20 on Perception for 27 vs traps.

Heal vs DC 15: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

Bartholomew studies the bones with interest, but does not draw any meaningful conclusions. ”A strange place indeed.”

"So it's an illusion then?" Bartholomew squints at the figure, trying to study it without getting any closer. "Why would someone make an illusion down here of all places? It's not even a very good one - maybe it would fool a goblin or a small child, but that would be about it."

Bartholomew tries to keep an eye on the shadowy creature and avoid its draining touch should it reach for him again.

Total defense - Touch AC 17

Sven and Naesehorn, lacking any magic weapons, step out of the way of the bomb they expect Bart to throw.

Bartholomew obliges.

Bomb, PBS, IC: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 6 + 1 + 1 = 21
Fire damage, PBS, IC: 2d6 + 5 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (3, 1) + 5 + 1 + 1 = 11 (Splash damage 7, Reflex 15 to halve)
Miss?: 1d8 ⇒ 5

Aiming at the more-solid shadow, trying to catch the other in the splash.

Fair enough - if Nyx starts his sermon, we can always add that after the fact.

Also, I am making the roll now, but if anyone does not consent to friendly fire we will direct the bomb at the other shadow.

Bartholomew sighs and throws another bomb at the thinner shadow. "You might want to duck," he suggest helpfully.

Bomb, PBS: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 6 + 1 = 17
Fire damage, PBS: 2d6 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (1, 4) + 5 + 1 = 11 (Splash damage 7, Reflex 15 to halve)
Miss: 1d8 ⇒ 4

Bartholomew recognizes the tactics Uvara suggests employing, but is unable to get a clear shot at the creature in question. Backing up next to Adarion, he pulls out a bottle that leaves a trail of sparks and smoke in the air as he arcs it over his companions towards the far shadow.

Bomb, PBS: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 6 + 1 = 25
Fire damage, PBS: 2d6 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (3, 3) + 5 + 1 = 12 (Splash damage 7, Reflex 15 to halve)
Miss: 1d8 ⇒ 4

"I don't suppose anything in here is magical?" Bartholomew asks clinically. "Given how clean the walls are, it is very unlikely the goblin tribe above made it this deep. Perhaps their unwelcomed guests were merely in search of these ruins - though that does not fully explain their provoking the attack on Sandpoint."

"Odd." Bartholomew glances at the coins for a few seconds. "Goblins are usually quite greedy. Unless this is their trove - which seems unlikely, given the general cleanliness - their either never explored this part of their lair or had good reason to leave that alone."

If Sven takes the lead on finding the traps, Bartholomew can do the disabling. Otherwise, let's use Bartholomew's Take 10 on Perception for 17 vs traps to help keep things moving along.

Yeah, if folks are out of spell slots then it’s not much fun for them. Resting sounds fine - do we want to do that down here or back up with the goblin chieftain?

Bartholomew taps the fallen priest again, glancing over at the two fallen fighters in the other room. ”They’re both dead, you know,” he says bluntly, helping Nyx back to his feet. ”Can’t lose that much blood and still be alive.”

CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Bartholomew has a constant deathwatch effect.

Oh dear - is that enough to spell the end for Gudada?

Will vs DC 15: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 1 = 18

Bartholomew doesn’t seem to notice the wash of dark energy, though his breath catches involuntarily in his throat. Looking between his companions for a clear shot at the woman, he spits the same pale-green fluid at her. As it lands, it immediately puffs up into a hard foam that threatens to glue her to the ground.

Using adhesive spittle. Automatically hits and entangles the target, but if she makes a Reflex 15 saving throw she is not glued to the ground. Otherwise, the spell functions identically to a tanglefoot bag (including scraping the foam off, breaking out, and 2d4 rounds of duration).

Bartholomew watches with interest as Nyx staggers to his feet. "Fascinating..." Eyes snapping over to the ongoing battle, the chemist pulls out a small bottle of pale green liquid and swallows it.

Drinking an extract of adhesive spittle - can't do anything with it this round unfortunately since it's a standard action to spit.

Bartholomew grabs the dropped stick from the floor. "What am I supposed to do with this?" he asks incredulously. "I'm a scientist, not some mumbo-jumbo magic user." Shrugging, he taps the fallen priest. "Though, if it were to create a reaction, proximity to the wound might trigger as a catalyst..."

Cure Light Wounds: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

Move action to grab wand, standard to cast.

Hearing a door open behind him, Bartholomew turns around to see the strange woman with an even stranger arm. Fascinating... he thinks, then frowns when he spots Nyx's still form on the ground. Ah, that's why it got so quiet. Stepping towards the priest, he grabs Nyx by the arm and drags him around behind him.

Reposition: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 = 17

5 ft step and Reposition combat maneuver, putting Nyx on the other side of Bartholomew in the short hallway. As Bartholomew does not have the Greater Reposition feat, the action should not provoke an Attack of Opportunity against Nyx.

It doesn't look like Bartholomew's darkvision has been implemented in Roll20.

Bartholomew steps past Gudada and pulls out a worn sling. Giving it a whirl, he sends the stone flying at the woman around the corner.

Sling, PBS, IC: 1d20 + 4 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 4 + 1 + 1 = 8
Bludgeoning damage, PBS, IC: 1d3 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 + 1 = 5

He'll have precise bombs next level, which will help him start contributing more than just an opening salvo. But for now we make do with what we have.

Bartholomew waits for Nyx’s speech before tossing the vial into the room.

Ranged Touch, PBS, IC: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 6 + 1 + 1 = 14
Fire damage, PBS, IC: 2d6 + 5 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (2, 5) + 5 + 1 + 1 = 14
Miss: 1d8 ⇒ 1

”This isn’t magic though,” he says curiously to the priest. ”It’s chemistry. Anyone could do this.”

"Do we want to give her an... explosive surprise?" Bartholomew asks, gently swishing a bottle of clear liquid.

The trick would be getting the bomb thrown without hitting any allies, but also not being out in the open for all the nice doggies to ruthlessly murder immediately after that.

And the offer to retrain Bartholomew to handle traps still stands.

”Does it sound like more goblins, or something else?” Bartholomew asks curiously. ”We’re how far underground now?”

"A pity the 'simple' creature showed more intelligence than most of the humanoids we've encountered here," Bartholomew comments as he follows.

No, Bartholomew got whacked by the dude as he squeezed into the room.

Bartholomew thanks Sven for his assistance, wiping the blood off his clothes with a damp rag. ”Fascinating that you can produce that chemical reaction with just a stick,” he comments.

Knowledge (dungeoneering) vs DC 14: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (20) + 11 = 31

”Fascinating. A tentamort. Ambush predators.” The chemist looks around. ”Are we its prey though?”

”Fascinating.” Bartholomew watches with interest as Tsuto’s breathing becomes irregular. ”Though I suppose he would be less able to answer questions if dead. Perhaps... Nyx, could you help this man stop losing so much blood?” There is no emotion in the scientist’s voice - only clinical detachment.

Doesn't Tsuto have to make an Acrobatics check for each person he's trying to avoid an AoO from? With a cumulative penalty for each creature?

Bartholomew shrugs, walks around the table, and tosses a smoking bottle after the woolly rhino.

Bomb, IC, PBS?: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 6 + 1 + 1 = 12
Fire damage, IC, PBS?: 2d6 + 5 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (5, 5) + 5 + 1 + 1 = 17 (Splash 7 fire damage, Reflex 15 to halve)
Miss?: 1d8 ⇒ 6

Bartholomew sighs and picks himself up from the grease, then picks his way across the slippery floor with more care.

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19

Stand and move. Bright side - if he uses the swordman's AoO, then Uvara might have an opening to stand without getting whacked!

Bartholomew watches with interest as Adarion conjures magical shielding. If he goes in there, he's much more likely to die and it will be more expensive to restore him to useful condition, he muses pragmatically. And this stalemate is not improving very quickly. With a shrug, the scientist gulps down a bottle of clear liquid before pushing past Nyx, Sven, Uvara, and Naeselhorn to reach the far side of the chamber.

Using extract of shield and moving.

Bartholomew waits, not wanting to hit one of his companions on accident nor wanting to rush past the man he feels could have killed Nyx.

Delay. If Uvara can clear that big guy out of the doorway, Bartholomew'll be able to move in and bomb the other two.

With the room still mostly empty, Bartholomew takes a chance and tosses another smoking cask at the far wall. As the bomb explodes, he walks away in slow motion without looking back to make space for the others behind Uvara. "There is room in front now," he says flatly to Sven. "Thank you for moving earlier."

Ranged Touch, PBS, IC: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 6 + 1 + 1 = 19
Fire damage, PBS, IC: 2d6 + 5 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (3, 2) + 5 + 1 + 1 = 12 (Splash damage 7, Reflex 15 to halve}
Miss: 1d8 ⇒ 6

Aiming at the lower opponent labeled "2" on the map, then moving.

Bartholomew moves towards the front, curious about this strange new phrase from the normally-single-minded priest. Picking a bottle off his belt, he shakes it and tosses it past Uvara into the room.

Bomb, PBS: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 6 + 1 = 8
Fire damage, PBS: 2d6 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (4, 3) + 5 + 1 = 13 (7 fire splash damage, Reflex 15 to halve)
Miss: 1d8 ⇒ 3

Well, that's a thing. Aiming on the opponent on the far side of the table, so that would put the explosion... just south of the person on the far side of the room.

Still delay - still nothing useful to do from this position. #AlchemistProblems

If Sven would be willing to circle around to the back and clear a spot at the front, that would be lovely. Otherwise Bartholomew can’t even see in the room from his spot in the rear.

Bartholomew continues watching. Hmm. How to get an explosive to burst in certain directions... he muses.

Still delay.

Bartholomew delays - not much he can do at the moment.

Bartholomew pulls out a flask of clear liquid and pours it down Sven’s throat. ”He’s stable, but this’ll bring him back to consciousness,” he says to Nyx as the cleric pauses in his sermon to take a breath.

Cure Light Wounds: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

”Now don’t move - those hounds have a pretty nasty bite,” the chemist cautions the prone half-orc. ”And don’t even think about picking up that scythe unless you don’t want to wake back up after the next bite.”

Using extract of cure light wounds on Sven as a full-round action.

Will, Aura vs DC 12: 1d20 + 1 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 1 + 4 = 24

Seeing Sven fall, Bartholomew puts the cork back in the bottle and moves forward to pull his unconscious teammate out of danger.

Drag vs ??: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11

Not sure what Sven’s CMD is currently, but I don’t think it’s very high. On mobile and can’t access map, but 5 ft step and Drag (Combat Maneuver) Sven back as far as possible. Good news is that the movement won’t provoke from the hounds. Yay!

”Sven, you might want to duck,” Bartholomew comments as he shakes a small glass vial and waits for the druid to step away from the dog-creatures.

”The architecture and style of decoration would support your hypothesis,” Bartholomew replies detachedly.

Knowledge (local), Take 10: 10 + 8 = 18

"Evidence would suggest that this is the equivalent of a goblin nursery," Bartholomew comments without emotion. "I will admit I am not terribly familiar with goblin breeding behavior, but it seems odd that there are no children here whatsoever."

Main entry door sounds fine here.

"Oh? Just what did he do to the people of Sandpoint?" Bartholomew asks clinically as he loads another stone in his sling and launches it.

Sling, PBS, IC: 1d20 + 4 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 4 + 1 + 1 = 23
Bludgeoning damage, PBS, IC: 1d3 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 + 1 = 3

No penalty for shooting into melee, but cover has not been applied.

Bartholomew can swap archetypes to cover our trappy needs until Gudada can return - assuming the GM is fine with that sort of shenanigans. That would let us continue while letting Gudada come in and out as needed.

And hugs, Gudada.

Bartholomew follows behind Adarion, sling still loaded and in hand. Seeing the hobgoblin in the hallway, he sends the stone flying...

Sling, PBS, IC: 1d20 + 4 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 4 + 1 + 1 = 15
Bludgeoning damage, PBS, IC: 1d3 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 + 1 = 3

With Sven and his companion in such a rush to get to the front, Bartholomew sighs and puts the small glass bottle back onto his pouch. He pulls out his sling and finds a piece of garbage from the floor that seems particularly heavy, placing it in the leather cup and giving it an experimental whirl.

Move action pull out sling, move action to load.

That's because Bartholomew doesn't know that he's a tiefling and thinks he's just human. He just assumes that he can see in the dark because he has superior senses and most anybody could do it if they tried. Poor sheltered boy - perhaps he'll learn someday (especially with another tiefling in the party).