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Bralden continues singing and is clearly impressed by Doubtful's acrobatic prowess. Just gonna keep singing for now. +1 atk, dmg, vs. fear

Also, I still cannot access the map (this time from home) - when I click on the link it says that I am 'Not Authorized'.

Just go to roll20.net and choose the game in your list of games. Generally works better, I've found.

Bralden begins performing +1 to attack, damage, and against fear and pulls out his longbow, ready to fire next round.

"I would never turn down a good drink with excellent company such as yourselves, my friends."

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Bralden continues performing, Don't forget your +1 attack and damage! and steps over for a clear shot with his longbow, firing at the imp.

longbow: 1d20 + 3 - 4 ⇒ (9) + 3 - 4 = 8
damage: 1d8 ⇒ 8

Unfortunately his arrow flies wide of the imp.

Bralden begins reciting poetry, giving his allies a boost in confidence.
Inspire courage, +1 to attack rolls, damage rolls, saves against charm and fear effects.

He will then look around the room, not yet seeing the imp.
Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18

"We will take care of the problem. Though I can't guarantee that the imp will be any more inclined to enter your service afterward."

"Yes, let's go find this Zarta woman and get the last item we need!"

"Hmm... these chests are not as simple as they seemed at first, eh? Curious..." Bralden will allow his allies to continue messing with the chests, ready to aid them if he sees a direct need.

Bralden comes out of a minor trance, having totally missed that there was a snake. "Oh, I'm sorry friends, I should have been regailing you with my music."

LOL came back to 13 posts! :-P

I'm here and happy to continue!

I think that was just a play on his name. :-P

Bralden Pinesinger CORE wrote:

Bralden also inspects each of the containers. Taking 10 to aid Radagast = 17.

fyi: you can't take 10 on an aid another attempt.

Ah, sorry. I so seldom take 10 or 20 so I don't know the rules of it very well.

Aid Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26

Bralden also inspects each of the containers. Taking 10 to aid Radagast = 17.

Yeah, I'd like to try to finish up, with just a couple encounters left at most

"We will do as you wish, oh great Sapphire Sage. We will return post-haste with the map!"

Bralden bows deeply at Amenophus and readies to head own into the vaults.

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7

"Well then, seems to me everything is in order. We've done our part, I think we should probably head back soon."

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20

"Hmm yes, interesting that you'd send them out unsupervised. Do the children get a portion of the money they make on these 'tasks'?"

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22

"Yes, it seems as if some children are missing! Are they doing outdoor chores, perhaps?"

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9

"Good afternoon ma'am. We're here to deliver some medicine to you, and also investigate you." Bralden says brazenly, his normally suave speaking skills momentarily leaving him.

I'll be out of town starting on Friday through Tuesday, so I won't be updating as much as normal, possibly not at all on some days of the weekend.

Diplom: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26

"It is so nice to make your acquaintance, my lady! I am Bralden, a humble bard now of the society. We will gladly deliver your medicine. Thank you for entrusting us in this important task!"

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12

I'd worry that an enlarged person would become so heavy they'd fall through before they could get there. Remember that your weight increases by x4, I believe. I would saw we could try to net the box and drag it back our way, perhaps?

"Well, what else is around here?"

What is holding the box over the hole in the floor?

Acro: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22
Yay!

Bralden steps to the side, activates Arcane Strike, and fires a longbow arrow at the last vermin, around his allies.

longbow: 1d20 + 3 - 8 ⇒ (5) + 3 - 8 = 0 <-HA!
damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Init: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21

Nice!

Bralden checks the coffins as well, and then starts searching around the rest of the building.

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27

"We have every right to be here, so I suggest we just open the door." With that, Bralden does just so, opening the door and looking inside.
Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11

Bralden also follows the others, and when arriving at the warehouse looks around, though Radagast has already surveyed the scene quite nicely.
Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11

"Sounds like standard work for a Pathfinder. My parents handled similar tasks when they were starting out. Let's take care of it. Nice to meet you, Master Karela."

No problem. ;)

"Ah, my mistake my friend. I misread the note, thinking they were two different locations."

Whoops, my bad. ;)

Bralden makes a quick grab for the gnome's shoulder as he starts to run out. "Our other companion already suggested the docks first, my friend. Splitting up, as my parents taught me, is NEVER the answer. Let's deal with the docks, then we can make our way to the curio shop."

"My parents are very focused on the arcane arts. Wizards, both of them. The idea that I would be singing and dancing my magic is... uncomfortable for them, to say the least."

Name: Tyler Beck
PFS: 44004-25
Faction: Grand Lodge
Day Job: Perform (oratory): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27
Perception: +7
Init: +5

"The lute is my own... neither of my parents were proponents of the bardic arts. In fact, they loathed my choice of profession... but that weight is mine to bear."

A relatively young elven man enters and sits down with the rest of the party. "Nice to meet you, all. I am Bralden. I look forward to beginning our work for the Pathfinders. My parents were both Pathfinders, and I hope to continue their good work."

Bralden wears a set of leather armor and carries a longbow. He also wears a symbol of the open road around his neck, obviously made many years ago.

This is cartmanbeck, I threw him together nice and quick. :)