"Eep! Thank you for inviting me, Baronet," the little monkey-girl says shyly as she covers her excited smile with her tiny hand. "I'll have to check with Quang-sama when he gets back from Katapesh and then his next mission."
"See you soon!" she finishes with an enthusiastic wave and bow to the Baronet, the large ghostly Bear standing behind him, and the others.
Chhat may swap in after these next 3. As GM says, 3 scenarios from now is quite a ways off.
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@Oladon, if you want in on #9-21 In the Grandmaster's Name, you're invited too. I'll wait a couple more days, then advertise it on Flaxseed. Currently holding spots for Dale the Sage and one of GM's myriad options. (I know how you feel, Lady, I also sometimes feel like I have too many characters in certain tiers.)
Chhat accepts the coconut drink and sticks the umbrella behind her right ear with a shy giggle hidden behind her hand. She takes a small sip and lets out an excited "Eep," at how yummy it is. And how strong it is, even with just the one shot. After drinking only about half of it, she stumble-climbs over to Luurg's now-empty hammock.
"Heyyyyy, Mishtar Lorg, if yer gonna be bizzy makin' drinksies, Imma gonna borruh yer hammer, eep, uhh, hammock, ok? Ok." she finishes with the double 'ok' that Luurgh uses and a drunken giggle at her attempt at wit. And before she finishes giggling, she's face down in Luurg's hammock, the coconut shell clattering to the floor unnoticed.
A monkey jumps down out of one of the coconut palms.
Well, technically not a monkey, but a vanaran. More specifically, a vanaran female in basic white monk's robes underneath a calf-length black leather trench coat. How she already got into the tops of the magically summoned palm in the first place is a mystery.
"Mr. Luurg! You're back!" she squeals excitedly at the new bartender.
"We've never met, but I've heard soooo much about you. And the yummy drinks you make," she adds in a rush of speech.
"I'm Chhat. Can you make a drink for me? Maybe with coconuts, and something sweet? But no bananas, please." She pauses long enough to roll her eyes at the obvious stereotype.
"And maybe not too much rum, please? Ok?," she adds in an embarrassed whisper as she looks down at her petite frame. You'd guess she was not quite four and a half feet tall, and wouldn't weight 100 pounds even if her chestnut fur was completely soaked.
Oh, and Chhat? I loved the adoration you had for Souja. I just didn't have a good way to respond to it. Sorry if that upset you.
Not upset at all! Not even in the slightest.
Actually, I think you responded exactly correctly. Souja seems like the big, strong, quiet type, so her lack of verbal response was completely in character.
In character, Chhat is a happy, sweet, friendly person and would not be upset with how Souja handled it. She's modeled off an amalgam of several of the young ladies I've dated in Asia. She's bi, but she's also fully aware that not everyone she likes is interested in her nor tolerant of her ways. And she's not offended by other people's attitudes or preferences. In fact the opposite - she celebrates diversity, variety and their discovery. She'd be upset if someone tried to force her to be someone she's not. She'd also be truly upset if someone felt like she was pressuring them to be someone they're not.
If anything, perhaps I owe you an apology if the situation made you, Blue Moose, uncomfortable. My limiting her to thoughts and gushing words which she shyly and self-consciously cut off, without trying to take it any further, was intended to forestall any pressure on you to have Souja respond. I took Souja's silence or chuckles as her in-character response of amused tolerance, much like how a star handles the gushing praise of a fan. I do truly apologize if I made you feel awkward or uncomfortable.
So apparently vanara were totally a real thing in Hindu mythology.
I was at the Batu Caves complex outside Kuala Lumpur today. Inside one cave there's all these life-size dioramas of Rama's life. One of them had these monkey-people standing in the group in front of his throne.
I don't usually take pics on my travels, but I had to have a picture of the vanara and needed to share it with someone. (I'm not on Facebook, so no "sharing" of every little detail of my life.)
There's also a pic of one of the monkeys that inhabit the caves and the shrines. The stupid tourists (the ones that are stupid, I mean, not all of them by any means) feed them, or the monkeys steal food from your bags.
Unfortunately, the vanara didn't have a gun, too. I guess that would have been asking too much.
I completely agree with everyone else. This was a very nice little scenario, with a great GM and the most amazing team of sister-adventurers ever. Thanks everyone!
“It sure is! You should have it! Souja only hit it once. WHAM! She was.. I mean, it was incredible! “ she gushes as she looks admiringly up at the big shoatni goddess.
EEP, I'm doing it again. Shut up, you silly monkey.
But she is hot, and it was an AMAZING adventure with the best team of sisters EVER!
"Did you guys know there was a dragon in there messing with your mini-vortex? We've got him right here, all wrapped up with a pretty bow!" Chhat excitedly proclaims while pointing to the trussed up dragon who is indeed sporting a big pretty bow.
"We also have the dragon's notes about your little mini-vortex in there. You can look at them, but you can't keep them."
To her sisters she says as an aside, "I want to make sure Captain Bennary gets these notes. Finders Keepers, after all," she giggles.
Chhat excitedly shares the finds of her search with her sisters. “Check out this rope! It's Soooo light! And strong like, well... , “ she shyly glances over at Souja. “And there's these notes about planar stuff, too “she quickly shows Willow and Amethyst.
“I know people pay a lot for dragon parts, but I can't stomach just carving him up that way. No matter how arrogant he is,“ she giggles. “Maybe we can just tie him up with my nice new rope... “
“EEP, I mean, if no one else wants it. “
Pausing self consciously at her slip of the tongue, she waits to make sure no one speaks up to claim the rope.
“But either way let's use some to tie his mouth closed. I reaaaly don't want to listen to him allllll the way back to the big ship. “
She takes her time to bind the Monarch with her old silk rope and the new rope, too. She makes sure to wrap some around his mouth to keep it clamped shut, too.
Take 20 on Escape Artist to tie up a helpless captive = 30.
Voting to bring him back to the VC in case that wasn't obvious.
Souja slams the dragon with her earthbreaker, sending dragon scales and bits of bone and gore flying into the sea and the vortex. Chhat knows she needs to get a clear shot, and there’s nowhere better than from above. She calls upon her personal reserves of guts and sprints toward the wall at the back of the cave, her feet churning across the sand, running supernaturally fast for such a small being. As she nears the wall, she leaps straight up while also bringing her feet up in front of her body. When her feet make contact with the back wall over 9 feet off the ground, she caroms off across the back of the cave, soaring just behind and over Willow. She flips in midair, again bringing her feet to the fore, and lands safely and cleanly atop the edge of the back wall another 7 feet above where she last touched the stone. Looking down at the top of the mangled dragon’s head from 16 feet above, she draws her pistol and begins to line up a shot….
How, you ask?:
Using one of the main features of the new Black Powder Vaulter archetype:
Daring Vault (Ex): A black powder vaulter can spend 1 grit point as a swift action to increase her land speed by 20 feet (gaining the appropriate bonus on Acrobatics checks to jump) until the end of her turn. If the black powder vaulter jumps while affected by this deed, she can make a second jump while midair if she is adjacent to a wall, column, or other solid, permanent structure. The second jump counts as having a running start even if the direction is different from the first jump. This deed replaces the gunslinger’s dodge deed.
Adding +8 for the increased land speed to her existing +12 Acrobatics skill means she taps long jumps up to 20’. And she can tap two 20’ long jumps in a double move. She can even reload as part of one of those jumps (different class ability.) Next level she gets Shot on the Run that works with both of those features. Draw, move, fire, move, and be reloading while caroming off walls, all in one round. Very Matrix!
Watching Souja take out a DRAGON! all by herself makes Chhat go a little weak in the knees. Thankfully, Willow asks the important questions before Chhat can open her mouth and say something silly. Again.
But since she knows exactly nothin' about magic and elemental forces, she sticks to what she does know. And checks around the beach for anything of interest. She even takes a quick climb up the walls to make sure there's no hidden caches in little caves up there.
Dragons can fly. I think. It's where I'd hide stuff from the water. And normal land-bound Pathfinders, she thinks as she searches, stiffing a giggle at the last thought.
Perception:1d20 + 9 ⇒ (3) + 9 = 12
Is there actually a (treasure) chest or something as depicted at the back of the beach?
@GM: Can we get a description of the cave walls immediately surrounding the beach zone? Height? Any protrusions to grip or ledges to sit/stand upon, especially in the space I marked with a target. Chhat is planning to use a cool Matrix-style move to get up onto the wall there, if there's somewhere she can end upon.
Chhat looks up at Souja’s strong back and sees her broad tattooed muscles tense in readiness. She then resolutely sets her hand on the butt of her pistol, preparing for a fight at her sisters’ signal. But she can’t help giggling a little at the pompous dragon’s speech.
”He’s kinda small to be the ‘Ruler of Air and Sea’ isn’t he?” she whispers to her sisters.
”Ummm, ‘Monarch’? Where did the ‘others with a nautical inclination’ go?”
Chhat launches herself off the railing onto the neck of the swan which towers far above the rest of the boat. She tries to use her momentum from the amazing leap to tip the swan's head, thus rolling the boat to the side and steering it away from the wall.
Chhat also takes the once-in-a-lifetime chance to pet a hippocampus before standing up from the deck and rewinding her rope.
"Aren't you used to the currents here? Or are these not normal?"
She suddenly covers her mouth and her eyes fly open wide as she realizes how that sounded.
"Sorry-sorry-sorry. I didn't mean to sound rude. Of course you're used to the currents. I mean, you live in them. Sorry," she stammers in embarrassment as she scoots over behind Souja trying to make herself look small.
Still laying on her tummy hanging over the edge of the ship, Chhat starts to untie her rope from the saddle and smiles self-consciously at what she was doing.
"Oh, no, sorry about this. I just thought it might keep her from swimming away before we could help you. Umm, do you want to come aboard?"
"Maybe tying off the saddle will help hold them in place. Then someone could just hit them with a healing wand. Use mine if you need to."
Chhat loops her fine, lightweight silk rope around the deck railing for support, once, then twice. Satisfied that it'll hold the weight, she leans over the side between the stakes of the railing, laying on her belly if needed. She strains to reach so she can tie the other end to the rider's saddle.
I'm stuck too. Chhat doesn't really have anything to offer in this arena. Souja's a ranger and has wild empathy, so she might be able to calm it down. I've been holding out on posting to see what she does.
Healing might work. It was noted that we're all considered adjacent to the critter, so a healer should be able to touch it or use a wand without going swimming.
Chhat had definitely not been enjoying the boat ride anywhere near as much as Willow. In fact, she really wasn't keen on it at all. At least going into a cave was a little bit more familiar, like that one she'd been in when Janira "took them hiking in the woods."
I'm never going to get all this salt out of my fur. And I hope my gunpowder doesn't get wet. What a yu....!!!!!!
“NOOO! Souja! “ she yells as her moping is interrupted by the attack(?) of the... Saddle wearing, rider bearing, sea pony?
“Yeah, I see it too, Willow! Souja, catch! “
Chhat whips the coil of silk rope off her body and flings the loop down to Souja while holding the other end. She immediately starts to look around for a place to tie it off or maybe some help holding onto it. “A little help, please. I don't think I'm strong enough to haul her aboard by myself. “
"If we find the rest of the crew, maybe some of this belongs to the survivors. I mean, there weren't ten of those dead-things up there," she notes as she counts the chests, "but there's ten chests down here, and they all have names on them."
Chhat nods in agreement with Willow's intent.
"And the survivors can help us with, um, disposing of the bodies, too. Maybe they have, like, a cleric of Besmara or whoever with them."
"So, should we go check out that cave now?" she says looking to Souja for leadership. And maybe just to gaze at Souja a little, too.
I am also not opposed to a break. As some of you know, my random and unforeseeable flying/sleeping schedule means I often end up missing a day or two here and there. I certainly can't complain when others have to do the same.
Enjoy the cruise! Will there be giant crabs? And skeletons? And gun-toting monkeys? And talking plants? And whatever awaits us in the depths of the ship? Cause if not, well pfffft, you call that a cruise?
Chhat waits a couple heartbeats to make sure it's safe before she nimbly climbs down from the rigging reloading her pistol as she goes. As she alights on the deck, she slides up behind Souja. “That was amazing! “she gushes in admiration of her very big sister. “You just smashed them! Kaaaa-Splat! “she finishes for emphasis. She's clearly happy and relieved that the combat went so well, and is maybe even a little smitten with the big Shoanti.
Realizing that she's staring at all the muscles and tattoos, she blinks rapidly and turns to Willow and Perrine. “You can heal her, right? I mean, she's a plant, so is it a different kind of healing? But i mean, shes a person, too, so it should be the same, shouldn't it? “ She catches herself babbling and clamps her mouth shut hoping no one noticed before she turns back toward the door leading deeper into the ship.
What am I doing? Deep breath. Be professional. Oh yeah, if we're going inside, get that glowy stone out, she remembers and uses her tail to pluck a small stone from her pack and toss it above her head with a little flick.
“Okay, once Willow is all better, I'm ready when you are, “she says to Souja and the others, loaded pistol in hand and ioun torch in orbit.
“Willow, get out of there! You're hurt! “ she calls worriedly to her sister before she lines up a shot on Purple. But she has a little trouble firing into the mix of bodies.
Sorry, I could have made that more clear in the text. Yes, she is still up 10' in the rigging. I also wasn't sure where to place her token to read flect that.
Just as she reaches the lowest of the yards Chhat sees the thing. She immediately decides that being in the rigging is waaaay safer than being down on the deck.
I knew it! Dead bodies that aren't staying dead!
She draws and fires at the thing attacking her sister, hopefully before it can do any damage to anything other than the deck.
"It looks like you all have this part covered. I'm going to run up into the rigging to see if there's anything up there."
She takes a moment to reload her pistol, feeling a little silly for having shot the dead body. Buuuut, dead bodies don't always stay dead...
With her loaded pistol back in her holster, she heads up into the rigging. She pops up into the crow's nest first looking for anything that might seem important. While there, she takes a look around at the environment of the ship, and then checks out the sails and rigging as she heads back down to join her sisters.
After the first two of her teammates reach the deck, Chhat lets out the breath that she didn't even realize she was holding. Relieved to no longer be alone on the creaking deck, her natural curiosity takes over, and she quickly takes a look around.
"Check this out!" she says from the spyglass. "There's a cave over there. Maybe that's where the crew went."
Or got taken.... No! No more creepy thoughts.
When she gets to the barred door, it occurs to her that something is amiss.
"Why do you think they'd bar the door from the outside? Wouldn't that mean they were trying to keep something in there?"
As she hears herself ask the question, she starts backing away from the door and draws her pistol.
With the agreement of her sisters, Chhat carefully works her way up the side of the wrecked ship. She avoids using the rope ladder, preferring the feel of the wood under her fingers and toes. It also allows her to come up along a different path, so as to not give her position away too much. When she reaches the top, she carefully peers over the side to see if there is indeed something or someone waiting there.
Taking 10 on the climb check for her climb speed. Stealth:1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13 Perception at the edge of the deck:1d20 + 9 ⇒ (9) + 9 = 18
If no one seems to be home, she slips over the side. She secures one end of her rope to a sturdy capstain before throwing the rest of the coil down to her sisters.
She then turns back around to keep watch as they climb up.
Being alone on this spooky ship is making my fur stand on end for some reason.
Chhat expresses her joy at the sisters' victory with a flipping, twisting jump off the coral head. Landing into the salty water with a small splash, she's already holding a wand in her tail.
“Thanks, Amethyst. But you can use mine. I came prepared, too. “
Of course, Perrine and Souja can use them without having to UMD them. But either way.
------------------------------ At the Pride
Chhat surveys the wreckage. She tilts her head back, her gaze following the ladder up to the main deck.
“I could climb up to the deck and lower a better rope for the rest of you, “she says as she fingers the coil of fine silk rope wrapped across her chest. “or at least climb up to see what's or who's up there, “she finishes with a little trepidation at what or who she might find.
"Eeeehhh! Get out of my fur!" Chhat gripes as she clambers back up onto the exposed reef. She hops between the smoother parts of old coral, carefully avoiding the sharper bits.
Acrobatics vs coral:1d20 + 12 ⇒ (7) + 12 = 19
When she reaches the other end closer to her sisters, her eyes suddenly get much bigger than normal, and she quickly covers her mouth with both hands. *Huurrrrk*
"Oooh, 'scuse me," she peeps. "Don't let them get up in your clothes. I think I almost lost my breakfast...."
She takes a few quick breaths before continuing. "But maybe they'll follow me this way so you all can throw stuff at them."
As she nimbly hops up onto the top of the corals, Chhat tells her sisters what she knows about them. Special Attacks, please. Just to confirm nothing weird or special beyond the normal swarm distraction ability.
She races to the other end of the coral wall, her tail wrapping around the neck of a small bottle in her bandoleer and tugging it forth as she does. At the far end she both drops back down into the sand and drops the bottle into her hand.
Acrobatics vs coral:1d20 + 12 ⇒ (5) + 12 = 17
"Willow, step back so you don't get splashed with this stuff." She will wait/ready to throw the flask until Willow moves out of splash damage range.
Attack:1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23 damage:1d6 ⇒ 4
I don't know how tall the coral walls are. She has a 20' climb speed and a Climb skill of +12 if it matters. Using her tail to retrieve a stowed item as a swift action, then free action to transfer it into her hand.
Once the crabs are fully occupied with nibbling on things less furry than herself, Chhat strips off most of her gear to keep it from getting too wet, and goes wading in the salty sandy shallows. When her toes nudge a gold band she pulls it out of the sand to examine it.
“Awww, I'm sorry you won't get to see MKH again, “she says to the finger as she steps ashore and separates it from the shiny ring.
“Perrine, could you say a few words over this finger as I bury it?“
I'm at PaizoCon all weekend. I don't know how much I'll be able to post after this. I moved Chhat's token forward to the line, but only so it's in place.
I really want to feel the soft squishy sand between my toes, but that coral looks sharp. I'll leave my boots on. For now... Chhat thinks as she stands in the shallow water with her sisters.
The sight of the open vastness of the sea surrounding them makes this big-city girl a little worried. Kakikko-san said we were at the bottom of the food chain now. I just hope there's nothing around that's hungry.
In spite of her misgivings, she follows Amethyst forward across the sands, winding along the coral-walled path toward the Pride of Aspenthar.
"EEP! Chhat blurts out in surprise when first Amethyst speaks Tien to her and then suddenly shifts forms! She quickly bows to Kakikko-san before chasing after Amethyst, eager to chat with her newest sister.
She grabs a filled bowl and joins Amethyst and the others at a long table also occupied by a few other lingering crewmembers. She flips her duster out of the way of her tail as she sits, and momentarily fingers a string of seven coins on her left wrist before digging into her bowl of... something.
"Oh, I'm not actually from Tian Xia. I grew up in Katapesh in one of the local vanara clans. But when I joined the Pathfinders, they got me into a monastery in Tianjing. They're integrating guns into their traditional styles, and I got to study there for almost a year." She pauses and sighs wistfully. "But then I felt like I needed to come back where things... and the food... are more familiar."
Chhat would be okay going to bed. She's just shy enough that she won't just start chatting with completely random strangers.
As she reaches to take her packet of chewy crystals, Chhat hears a new voice behind her. Arigato gazaimasu, Kakikko-san," she says hurriedly while turning to see who the newcomer is.
"Amethyst! Wait..." Chhat calls out to the retreating figure, but when she gets no reply, she turns back to her new sisters.
"Maybe we should join her in the galley. I could use a bite, and maybe meet some more of the crew...." she suggests.
Kakikko's reply:
Although there is a phrase for "you're welcome" in Japanese, it isn't regularly used. Instead, they just reply "Ie Ie" (pronounced more like ee-yay, ee-yay) which means, "No, No," the way we might say "no problem," or "it's okay."
The three basic endings are -san, -chan, and -kun. I'd refer you to this Japanese language learning site, which I've found to have the best explanation.
-san = Mr, Mrs, or Ms., is respectful and doesn't signify a significant difference in social status or hierarchy.
-kun = boy, or subordinate male. One English-dubbed anime I saw had the teenage girl character refer to her boyfriend as "boyfriend-kun." There are also times when it can be used for girls, but they're pretty nuanced.
-chan = girl children, close female family members, and pets. Also adults who are considered particularly "cute." Like -kun there are also other more nuanced uses. Of course.
There's also -sama, -sensei, -fujin, -shi and other even more rare honorifics.
Yes, you can address someone by their job title+san, and can likely google translate a job noun to find it. I occasionally greet the guy that guards our airplane as "gaado-san" which is their word for "guard" + "san" as honorific.
Chhat, what is the appropriate response to how you addressed Kakikko?
Uhhhh... So, I'm not sure what the formal correct answer is, but here's my thoughts.
I used the Japanese word "Sumimasen" because Kakikko sounds like it could be a Japanese female name given its -ko ending. Granted, within Pathfinder, Japanese is more akin to Minkai than Tein, but that's splitting hairs.
In Japan, one uses "Sumimasen" in a variety of ways. It means "excuse me" and one of the most common uses is when getting the attention of a waiter, server or shop-person which is how I used it. It's not a greeting. I don't know what the servers say back to me at the restaurant when I use it, probably something like "Can I help you?" but my Japanese is extremely rudimentary.
I think in this situation, Kakikko would likely reply with a normal greeting, like good evening (Konbanwa). The only other thing is that since Chhat didn't actually introduce herself, Kakikko doesn't know her name. So she would call her by her job title with an honorific ending attached. She (well, all the sisters) would be "Ejento-san" (Japanese style pronunciation of and word for "agent") unless Kakikko wanted to be cheeky about her Seniority on the crew, Chhat's youth (age 18), or her cuteness, in which case she'd be "Ejento-chan."
Chhat sniffs the vial out of curiosity before tucking it into her worn leather bandoleer. She then checks the rest of her items, ticking each one off to remind herself of which is where.
"And a chewy crystal for me, too, please," she adds to the shopping list with a giggle at the terminology.
As the quartermaster fulfills their requests, and answers all the other questions, Chhat realizes she has one of her own. "Sumimasen, Kakkiko-san," she begins in Tien, thinking the Tengu might appreciate it. But she switches back to Common for the benefit of her sisters. "How many sailors would have been on the Pride?"
Hopefully any replacement (if required) will also have a female character. I've never had an all-female-character party, and it might be a nice change of pace and tone.
@Willow: Yes, yes, you did say that. And I totally missed it. I'm not going to blame poor little Chhat for not paying attention; it was completely Nomadical's fault.
Has anyone reached out to Gary Pepper to let him know we've started? We didn't hear from Amethyst Erentry during intros.
Why is she grinning like a crazy kitsune? What does she mean, 'ask her to wish us luck?' Chhat wonders when the Captain finishes her briefing.
Sense Motive:1d20 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15 Re: Captain's comment at the end of the wall of text.
As the Captain leaves, Chhat looks to the others to see who will lead them out. She's confident in her own specialized abilities, but isn't really a leader-type. Back in Katapesh, she was known as a reliable and capable point-person when working on security and over-watch teams, but she always preferred being part of a team, rather than leading one. The way the Pathfinders organize their parties is so ... disorganized, she thinks with a silent chuckle.
She waits a moment to see if anyone will naturally step into role of team lead, before finally suggesting, "Perhaps we should go see this quartermaster" and then heading out the door.
Hearing the wind pick up, Chhat comments quietly, “When I took the ship from Katapesh to Tien, we did not encounter such winds. I hope all is well. “
Then she cocks her head as she listens to Willow describe where leshys come from and is thoughtful for a long moment.
“So Willow, if you are made by nature priests, then you have no family. That's so sad, “ she finishes softly before quickly brightening. “So, WE will be your family!“
She looks around at the randomly assembled team of agents and another realization suddenly comes to her.
“This team is only women! We will be your sisters! “ she continues excitedly, her natural happy nature which is usually hidden by shyness coming to the fore. “In vanara clans, we call each other sisters even if we are not related, just so long as we are best of friends. “ As she takes one of Willow's rose-vine hands in her own fuzzy one, she reaches out to Perrine with the other. “We will all be sisters! “
Chhat watches quietly as the bosun’s mate chides the petite little lady and orders her back to her hammock. Was she a gnome or a halfling? Chhat couldn’t quite tell from her perch up in the ship’s rigging. The sailors hadn’t bothered to tell the acrobatic vanara to stay out of the rigging, perhaps suspecting that it wouldn’t do any good with someone who could climb better and faster than themselves. So they left her to herself as she waited and watched the goings on.
In the late afternoon, one of the younger, cuter sailors came up to tell Chhat that she was being summoned by the Cap’n. He seemed shy and unsure of himself, wary of her status as a Pathfinder Agent, but drawn to her exotic looks. She gave him a shy smile - hidden behind her hand - as she thanked him for the summons. Racing down the mast and across the decks to the aftcastle, she left him gaping at her speed, athleticism, and grace.
As Chhat slips into the room, she realizes that the little lady she had observed earlier was indeed a gnome. She opts to pass on the ale, instead filling her mug with the lukewarm water from a pitcher on the sideboard.
”Hello there. I saw you earlier. I’m sorry they wouldn’t let you come up into the rigging. I’m Chhat,” she says as an introduction. Her voice is soft and lilting, and her accent is a mix of vanaran, Katapeshi, and Tien. She holds out her hand in greeting, and the chestnut brown fur on the back of her hand is noticeably singed in spots. She is clothed in a plain white monk’s tunic, but with an incongruous long black leather duster over it. A bandoleer crosses her small-breasted chest opposite a coil of fine silk rope, and a gun belt hangs from her narrow hips.
Looks like someone took care of it already, Perrine. But I'm confused. You referred to her as a halfling twice in your gameplay post, but her tag line says she's a gnome. Ooh, ooh, maybe she's a halfling that thinks she's a gnome! Do we play along with it, or just look awkward when she does something gnomish? (Or they were typos, which isn't nearly as much fun.)
Player: Nomadical
Character: Chhat Supureenta
Pathfinder Society Number: 151562-12
Faction: Exchange
Slow Track or Normal: Normal
This Chronicle #: 6
Starting XP: 7
Initial Prestige: 10
Initial Fame: 12
Prestige Spent on this Chronicle: 0 so far
Starting Gold: 1733
Day Job Roll: Craft: Gunsmithing:1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23
Gold Spent on this Chronicle: 0 so far
Anything else you want me to note on your Chronicle: Not at this time.
Any funky stuff your character can do that I might need to know about? Everyone expects a vanara gunslinger to use her tail for reload shenanigans. However, she uses different shenanigans (a fairly new archetype: the Black Powder Vaulter) that allows her to reload while moving instead.
Has this character played any of the listed scenarios? Nope.
