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[dice=Boon]d20

Woot!

[dice=Perform: Actress]1d20+8

Acting!

"You look marvelous!"

“Mr. DeMille, I’m ready for my close up!”

Boon: 1d20 ⇒ 1

Woot!

Perform: Actress: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23

Acting!

Cannoli eyes Jakerik, ”So do I… ya got somethin against that?”

The friendly feline smiles, "Oh, that's sad. Does anyone tend it? Or just let the trees grow wild? I'd think someone would volunteer to at least keep it up and harvest the goods for the town."

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15

The catfolk spins in a slow circle, pointing at a variety of folks until, ”Doopey droopy doo, talkin to… YOU!”

Cannoli looks at Jakeric with a soft smile, ”It isn’t your behavior that was a concern, friend. Anyway, why don’t we scout out the orchard, get a good feel for the layout and do some searching for dangers. If we don’t find anything we get dinner, a nap and then head back out.”

And Cannoli is buying bread! Enough for a stakeout.

Ah, I recalled something about disable device and carts without looking it up. 'You also can rig simple devices such as saddles or wagon wheels to work normally for a while and then fail or fall off some time later (usually after 1d4 rounds or minutes of use)'. That PROBABLY isn't what we want to do here. And cause the module gives a specific check then it would be often required of us to follow it. May I apply my roll above as a successful str check aid? Guardian should ideally take lead on that roll as primary.

The catfolk inhales sharply as her brain clicks on an idea and grabs Vreeka, dragging her over to the cart. She pulls out some tools.

”No problem sir, we can help ya out! My girl here has never met a cart she can’t fix.”

She whispers to the elf, Please don’t make me wrong on my guess. I’ll be your gopher, but don’t get any ideas.”

Aid Disable Re-Enable Device - ACP: 1d20 + 7 - 3 ⇒ (11) + 7 - 3 = 15

I’m making some assumptions here. One, from the RP it is quite clear that fixing his cart will help him and hopefully give him time to talk. Two, fixing the cart would either be a craft check or a disable device check (and with that roll she would aid either check). Three, Vreeka will take lead on the fixing.

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 10

”Hello sir, did you know they make hats in town? Really cool ones too. Every kind. How’s your day going? I bet it would be helped with a new hat!”

She squints, ”Oh wait, sorry, Ma’am.”

She squints further, ”Ooooh wait again. Sorry, that’s a tree. So uh… leafing much lately?”

Cannoli nods, ”Thanks for the measurements, when can I pick up the hat?”

Once that reply is given she leads the group to the baker. Or if she gets lost, some random other place.

The catfolk's ears twitch when touched, "Oh, that tickles!"

Once her composure returns, Cannoli asks, "Heard anything about giant bugs?"

Cannoli hops up to pat the big guy on the shoulder, ”Oh don’t be so self depreciating, you are valuable. And maybe a special hat would distract people or make you seem fancy. And people looooove fancy.”

She turns to the shopkeeper, ”If you could tailor a fedora for my ears, I would happily purchase one! Anyway, we are investigating some missing persons for the mayor, has your apprentice been back since you reported them… missing?”

Cannoli will hand Grizzelbin some rock candy and he can enjoy it from the back. He looks like he has had a hard life.

Alright, butter him up first.

”Howdy boss man, nice place ya got. Stuff is looking good.”

Now keep it cool and don’t waste his time.

”We don’t want to waste your valuable time, obviously.”

Now drop the offer.

”But I think we can really help you out, if you can help us for just a brief moment.”

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (20) + 9 = 29

Huh, nice. How da ya like that? Might still need an aid tho.

Sense Motive + Harrow: 1d20 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 1 + 1 = 18

”Nice place ya got here!”

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (7) + 9 = 16

No money spent, she is guarding her pennies like a miser! But she did shop.

”Darn lazy youngins. Definitely not anything like me. Definitely. Alright, thanks for your time. We out.”

Cannoli leads them to the next (haberdasher?) business.

Cannoli nods, then switches tracks, ”Gotcha, heard anything about giant bugs and stuff? The mayor asked us to investigate those rumors too. We don’t think they are related, but might as well try to solve both.”

Cannoli gives a knowing grin, ”A tizzy, eh? I’ve been there before. Ya know where they hang out?”

Doh! ninja'd!

Secret Ninja Muahhaahhaa!

Cannoli nods her furry head up and down, ”Huh, cool. Learn something every day. I was wondering what it was ever since I saw the word on our note. Oh, speaking of such. The mayor reached out to us to look into some missing people reports. And you are missing a people, so we figured this to be a good spot to stop in. We have some idea what might be happening, but do you have any idea where Gellion hangs out?”

Cannoli saunters in with a confused look, ”Hi! I am Cannoli Jones. What exactly is a poultice? I’ve never heard that word before.”

Cannoli Votes for Pricknettles, I guess I could have been significantly clearer.

Hmmm. My prior to my last post was eaten. That has occurred twice now recently. I am not a fan. Maybe I am just doing a bad job of not posting after I preview though.

She pipes up at the suggestion, ”You two may both talk but you still only get one vote, sorry. Also, we should find Gellion or information about him next, right? He’s ’yellow foot’ and all. And we were looking into that lead, correct?”

Cannoli pipes up, "Thank you for the information ma'am. Before we leave you to your business, can you tell us the last time you saw Pavolus?"

SM: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10

Of course he can! Diplomacy for life!!!

Cannoli starts looking for spiked boots, ears swiveling to listen to the conversation.

She also auto aids any diplomacy check he takes, also having a +9 mod.

Cannoli adds, ”And if nothing else, we can find some nice spiked boots to crush any more bugs we find!”

Cannoli snaps her fingers claws at Vreeka, ”Hey, your memory is good. Any of the list people make shoes?”

Cannoli instantly puts a protective hand on her new weapon and her eyes indicate finders/keepers is in full effect.

She adds, ”And while a bird is generally not a source of trustworthy information, the rest of the group thought it important enough to consider. But for all I know, yellow-foot is a large type of grub and the fowl was hungry.”

I’m cool with the interpretation and it doesn’t seem to really change much for the class.

The alchemist was not the cleanest class written, that’s for sure. I think a lot of stuff was thrown in at the last minute to even make it function. They get almost fully functioning magic spells but for basically themselves only and a book to store their spells that they need spellcraft to write but they aren’t a caster and don’t get cantrips but also can cast wands like a caster but can’t cast scrolls.

I love them but are annoyed by the issues they add to the game.

I can’t say I have seen or considered that interpretation of that rule intersection.

The wording of the ability indicates to me the craft alchemy check replaces the spellcraft check made to ID potions and the detect magic mention is clarification that the spell isn’t necessary to this process. Otherwise why would it even mention the craft skill if all the ability allowed was to detect if a potion was magical?

Cannoli shrugs, ”Shrink, break into pieces, whatevs.”

She beats on the bugs a while with her new spiky club.

Cannoli keeps sizzling the demon bile away, ”Haha! Take that goop! Skizzle swizzle away you foul substance you.”

When she is done the group looks ready to leave. The catfolk’s tail is swishing and Cannoli adds her thoughts, ”We could also visit one of the other people missing an apprentice. Maybe we can figure out who tussled here and where else to look. The Priest didn’t know where else when we first talked to him. Going back may be a dead end.

Cannoli picks up the +5 Vorpal Abyssal Bane Cold Iron Morningstar and swings it a few times. She pokes the demon bile with it, ”Good weight, solid swing, decent club. I’ll take it. The ants don’t need it anymore, anyway.”

She looks to see what the raven dropped earlier (if it wasn’t already found).

No knowledges or spellcraft yet.

Cannoli whips it out. Her wand, of course. She steps over to the damaged humanoid construct, ”I guess we will find out if this works.”

CLW on Guardian: 2d8 + 2 ⇒ (2, 6) + 2 = 10

”There we go, perfe… well, good enough. That ding there will buff right out.”

Cannoli chides the android, ”Oh stop crying ya big baby, the bite barely even hurt. It got me and I can’t even feel it anymore.”

Victor healed Cannoli for 8, fyi.

She steps to the side and swings her morningstar, ”But thanks for the flank!”

Morningstar + Flank: 1d20 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 + 2 = 5 for P and B: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

Her incompetence at fighting is on full display. Unfortunately she isn’t aware of it yet.

Cannoli shakes off the bite, "OUCH! That wasn't cool. It wasn't like I hurt you..."

"...hold up. I did throw a thingy at ya, didn't I? Hmmpphh, I guess the bite was justified. But you had evil intent in your eyes! I saw it, don't even deny it either."

She steps to the creature's side and pulls out a nice looking (but not THAT nice) morningstar, "HEY ALLIES? ANYBUDDEH WANT TO FLANK THIS BUG FOR ME?"

She points behind the ant, "Oh wait, someone is already there!"

With that impressive bluff completely wasted on a mindless foe (and also she doesn't have the feat that allows it to do anything with the actions she has available) she swings the weapon like a clumsy club.

Morningstar: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5 for P and B: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9

A VERY clumsy club.

Yellow.

The catfolk looks at the bird, ”Sorry, we’ll get back to our conversation in a second.”

Cannoli steps up, draws a dart and flings it in a somewhat practiced motion.

Dart: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (20) + 3 = 23 for P: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

Apparently a very practiced motion.

Crit?: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10 for P: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

But not thaaaat practiced.

Cannoli is eyeing the area underneath the bird, debating whether or not to get closer and see what fell. She hears the incantations of a spell being cast and turns to see the critters coming out.

”Oho, you are ugly buggers, ain’t ya. Vreeka! What are they and are they immune to fire?”

Waiting for a response before taking her actions.

Cannoli puts her hands up, ”Come on! I wasn’t gonna eat you. Anyway bird, if you are Nolaria’s familiar then you understand what we are saying. Probably. Maybe, I don’t know that much about magic. But you don’t look dumb. And we are here to help her. Can you help us help her?”

Diplo: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (7) + 9 = 16

Cannoli is very intrigued by the gravestones, wandering among them. It helps her nerves when Gannoli is pointed out, then she realizes that is her FIRST name and not one that would go primarily on a gravestone. She wipes the sweat from her brow, which just leaves a smudgy mop of forehead fur.

Looking at the next tombstone she muses, "Betelgeuse, interesting name. Sorta rolls off the tongue. Betelgeuse, see? It's like a really nice name to say. Betel..."

And then she is interrupted by Daegon, "A bird? Want me to catch it? That's racist. But also, I'll do it if you ask."

The catfolk starts sneaking over to the raven.

Stealth - ACP: 1d20 + 3 - 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 - 3 = 5

Cannoli replies to Jakeric’s comment when they head out, ”The bandits are definitely a problem. And might be what we have to take care of if they hurt or kidnapped those teens. And if they did, we will bring the pain to them. Or if they weren’t involved, maybe we just beat them up afterwards for fun.” She smacks her leather gloved fist into her hand, ”BUT… we gotta follow the kids’ trail first. Maybe they’ll turn up elsewhere. And bandits don’t usually use giant vermin. Probably.”

Cannoli raises an eyebrow.

Is my magic from a good aligned deity? Or just because I am such a badass? Hmmm… probably should just pretend it is, or something. Maybe just do good things and let people assume the best. But then again, people here seem to assume the worst. Ah crud.

She shrugs.

Oh well!

Clapping her hands together, the catfolk smiles, ”Alright, super helpful. Graveyard next for sure. Thank you sir priest, we will do our best to get those kids found safely.”

Cannoli keeps her yapper mostly shut. Chatter between god worshippers usually gives her a headache, or reminds her of what crap the gods can pull on the other side of their ‘gifts’.

Plus, Victor is owning this chat anyway, might as well let him go for it.

If necessary at any point, she auto aids on any diplomacy check.

Cannoli turns on the charm.

”Hi there. Charmingly charming day today, isn’t it. I just love that temple over there. Anything interesting you know about it?”

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23

Cannoli wakes early, to get a bath.

No, not that kind. The real kind with water and stuff.

She orders it up and when it is drawn (or whatever method they have for bathing here) she scrubs down, eartips to toeclaws. Doing a quick shake afterwards, the catfolk finishes drying with a couple towels. After that it is just the painstakingly long process of brushing all that fur out. Ah, such fun. Not tedious at all.

Finally redressed and feeling significantly better, she snaps on her new breastplate and heads down to breakfast. Just in time to hear all the clanging upstairs.

With a chuckle, Cannoli enjoys some coffee with the excellent meal and waits for the group to ASSEMBLE!

Her comments related to a place to check first are thus, "Father Ruvarra is the logical choice. I'm always up for picking something illogical though, so an alternate option could be run around the forest randomly hoping to stumble upon the evil plot. Or not. Let's do the temple thing, then try my idea if we don't have further leads."

Cannoli’s tail twitches as she considers her teammate’s words. She gives a small frown, then pats him on the leg, ”Okay. Just know I’m here. We all are here if you need anything. Even just to talk. Get some rest.”

She goes to try to settle her concerned mind and sleep, there are kids missing and that’s a high priority too.