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An amulet. You have it. We can hold it for you.

He looks about to see if the imp is wearing it or storing it nearby.

Finally, we deal with that eel.

Biold follows the others through the portal. He whispers to Azorch.

So, what exactly is the plan with those torches? Let me know when I should start smashing with this hammer!.

Biold looks at the snitch with genuine curiosity.

Now this one I'd like to get back into my shop! It seems very "lawful", as it were. Or based on a strict protocol. Very well behaved. I'd be happy if more of my inventions turned out this way!

He looks to those who do the "talking."

That eel didn't seem very lawful, let's try this one...

Biold steps into the portal to A4.

Crazy eights...?

Biold makes a highly confused expression.

What makes them crazy over the other digits?

He's a little bewildered by his teammates' wildly different attempts at swaying the imp. He's not sure about the intimidation approaches. It seems quite comfortable.

Biold is about to say something himself when marI/Os simply accepts the imp's deal. He watches in stunned silence.

I suppose we still need something to smash for the eel-creature. Nevermind that now.

After marI/Os returns this amulet to Shane, Biold asks

So... what's our next clue?

If Leena's statement means we ought to pick another portal to find the "devil" (agreed), then...

Biold nods in agreement, saying to the eel Hold that thought. We're going to see what else there is around here that might be more entertaining to break in front of you!

He steps through the return portal and leads the party to the pink portal to A2.

Okay, this one has to be our devil, right?

He steps through...

The clue mentioned what type of creature we should retrieve an amulet from first. We could visit each of the locations until we find it.

Biold steps on the nearest, Yellow sigil to see if there's a devil at the other end.

Caustic Mucus (DC17 Basic Reflex): 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6 Ouch

Biold moves up, but not quite so near as Azorch. He elects to post himself up next to the nearest column and prepare...

◆ Stride 20ft

Again he fiddles with his hammer (it has been over 10 minutes, after all!)

◆ Overdrive (DC15 Crafting): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8 (reference)
Um, nooooooo!
☘️ Overdrive (DC15 Crafting): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9 You know what, I'll take it.

Failure Your gizmos whine concerningly and begin to smoke. Your Strikes deal 1 additional fire damage.

That's twice this thing has malfunctioned today!

Tightening his grip on the hammer, he raises his shield while focusing on the wyvern again.

◆ Raise a shield (AC 18)

By my count Biold has healed 12 points for 14 total. Thanks all!

We only get stronger when we put ourselves and our tools through the worst! he states confidently through the pain and bruises.

Glancing at his hammer, he responds to Leena No, unfortunately this hammer does not do anything remotely related to medicine. Only the opposite.

Biold start hacking horribly...

DC15 Fortitude: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25

but is able to get over it in but a moment.

Have been badly beaten and bruised he begins desperately fidgeting with his warhammer.

◆ Overdrive (DC15 Crafting): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11 (reference)

Failure Your gizmos whine concerningly and begin to smoke. Your Strikes deal 1 additional fire damage.

His expression becomes even more desperate when it begins to smoke and sputter. A lick of fire begins to escape from the top flat face.

He winds up at the nearest broom anyway.

◆ Strike BLACK: warhammer attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25 (versatile S, shove)
B damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8
F damage (failed overdrive): 1 = 1

◆ Strike BLACK: warhammer attack: 1d20 + 6 - 5 ⇒ (11) + 6 - 5 = 12 (versatile S, shove)
B damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5
F damage (failed overdrive): 1 = 1

@Biold, isn't minor healing potion d8?

Yup, for some reason I mixed it up with minor elixir of life effects

Minor healing potion: 1d8 ⇒ 1

lol, and was punished for doing so

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Brooms? Well, surely their handles can be smashed their bristles can be burned. You've got the right idea Azorch, keep at it!

As before he advances directly on them and begins smashing.

◆ Stride 20ft
◆ Stride 15ft
◆ Strike BLUE: warhammer attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10 (versatile S, shove)
B damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

Biold sets his hammer down on the top flat surface and retrieves a vial from his pack. Holding it up and nodding to Azorch he drinks as well.

Minor healing potion: 1d6 ⇒ 4

After he fidgets with his overcomplicated hammer, removing and cleaning parts.

Stand still! Biold snarls at the kobolds before taking another swing.

◆ Strike YELLOW: Warhammer attack, B damage: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 201d8 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

He steps forward carefully to strike at the next one.

◆ Step E

◆ Strike BLUE: Warhammer attack, B damage: 1d20 + 6 - 5 ⇒ (11) + 6 - 5 = 121d8 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

Welp, it's time to try this thing out...

He slowly stalks across the dusty surface, twirling his hammer in one hand as he goes.

◆ Stride 20ft
◆ Stride 20ft

He makes good on the promise of the hammer.

◆ Strike YELLOW: warhammer attack, B damage: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 131d8 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

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Oh, hehe.

He dons the cloak and boots. Most importantly, he draws the hood of the cloak before attempting to pass by the dragon.

Stealth, untrained, invisible: 1d20 ⇒ 9

Biold looks on horrified as two of his teammates make an excruciating amount of noise as they pass the dragon.

He looks back at Leena, confused, but dare not speak up to disturb the dragon.

Reeling in a fish? Will you pull me the rest of the way across? And that's supposed to be quiet?

He shrugs and throws one end of the rope to Leena to see what happens.

Biold nods, swiftly taking the crowbar and using it to brace the ingot as instructed.

Quick thinking!

Biold walks around the fountain at length and inspects it.

There must be some way to disable the electricity... he trails off, thinking.

Perc +4 or could he use Crafting +7 to find an "off" switch? :D

That seems right so far.

Biold retrieves the scroll of Dispel Magic and looks to Sorrina.

Could we ask you to do the honors? I think this is the right tool to suppress the effects of this pool so that it can be safe to enter.

He looks at her expectantly, not entirely sure how helpful she'll be.

Is taking 10 still a thing in PF2?

Generally no. It requires this feat to be selected for the specific skill: Assurance and it doesn't work exactly like in 1e (namely you ONLY get 10+proficiency, no abilities or other modifiers).

Climb the earthen staircase (DC15 Athletics): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19

I now can't help but imagine Brask as a sprite in Minecraft :P

Very clever Brask! Say, where do you get this earthen material that you manipulate? It has to come from somewhere, no? Biold asks, truly curious.

He follows the others up the earth-steps to the platform.

Do we all fit at the top?

Oh my, flurry of posts and I fell behind :sweats:

Biold is certainly fascinated by the team's new addition.

Now you look like you're made of the type of parts that I generally worked on in my old workshop! Say, maybe somebody like me can help you with repairs and upgrades!

He's suddenly less interested int he satchel choice.

I think, given that the criteria is creativity, we should be expect to make effective use of the objects in any of the three satchels. I welcome a challenge! The middle one will do just fine if it is calling to you, Leena.

Then, turning back to marⅠ/Os

I too, will be on the lookout for your "twin."

Biold simply shakes his head at the question, not prying further into her matters.

Two votes for Sorrina's office first.

I have a feeling this is going to be a fun table :)

Biold looks confused at Leena.

I'm not sure if he got the master of scrolls mixed up, but I presume we should visit those with the names he gave. If there's been a change of the guard, Kreighton Shaine can redirect us!

He hops off of his chair and lifts up his hammer, dropping it into a harness on his back.

Sure, let's try Sorrina first! Who knows the way there?

He thinks on it even as he asks it. His time training with the Society has been brief.

Where is Sorrina? Secret PFS Lore +7

"I guess proper introductions should be offered, eh? My parents named me Leena, in honour of my elven father's sister who died when she was young."

Then, I suppose your father told you many stories of her? Were they interesting? My name is Biold Ironstrike, a mechanic and inventor of useful things.

He stops, satisfied with his introduction and then jumps slightly in his chair with a start, remembering

Oh! I forget. The further I get from Alkenstar, the less people seem to know what a "mechanic" is. The best I can explain it is: I like to work with metal machines, some simple and powerful and others complex, precise, and delicate. Sometimes to learn, I take apart such things that others have made to see how they work. Fashioning metal and other materials to solve problems endlessly fascinates me. But yes, I can also repair most any equipment you have on hand if the need arises.

A gruff dwarf sits and listens at length to all speaking up. He looks like he just came out of a workshop of some kind, with grease smudges on his face and arms that look more like fading tattoos. Protective goggles of some sort are pushed up just into his shaggy hair. He rhythmically shifts a toothpick between sides of his mouth with his tongue.

Between!? I haven't even started missions. Well, best to not say anything about that.

Just behind his chair, a warhammer with a rectangular head of very flat sides and sharp edges stands upright, its handle reaching nearly to the height of his shoulders. More than just forged, it seems "tinkered" with, having extra parts machined on, like a curious set of razor-sharp prongs that seem to be folded inward and flat against the surface of the head (for now?).

“Welcome. I’ll keep this brief; I don’t have a field assignment for you, but I do have some requests from the three deans. Given that you’re all in-between missions, the deans have requested that you take part in some training upkeep trials. Nothing serious, mind you. We just want to make sure those skills of yours don’t get too dulled!” Valsin ends with a brief chuckle, as though joking to himself.

What sorts of skills did the deans have in mind? Clockwork? Black powder? Something more arcane?

Discuss! And please post your typical PFS ID info for reference for when I eventually need to report :)

272301 - 2011 (Horizon Hunters)

Here is a Dwarf Mechanic Inventor from Alkenstar. He'll swear to you he used to work on airships back there, but nobody seems to believe him.

I've been playing PFS and PBP since 2017.

Okay, now back to reviewing submissions for my long-running game :sweats: