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What were you running? Gallowspire?

Thanks for running a great game GM. Thanks to all my fellow players as well I really enjoyed playing with each of you

Reflex Save: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15
Reflex Save: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13

Cleetus continues his assault on the Phoenix despite the savagery of the beast's attack.

You said the Phoenix descended but not by how much? Is it low enough for me to receive a flanking bonus from Conlaoch? Cleetus takes a 5 ft step into what might be a flank. I will roll without the bonus and let you include it if it applies.

Flurry of Blows, Bless, Inspired: 1d20 + 4 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 4 + 1 + 1 = 101d20 + 4 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 4 + 1 + 1 = 24
Unarmed Strike, Enlarged, Inspired: 1d8 + 6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 6 + 1 + 1 = 9

Reflex Save: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14

As the Pheonix descends Cleetus begins to circle behind the beast as he continues his assault.

Taking a 5 ft. step forward and Flurrying.

Flurry of Blows, Bless, Inspired: 1d20 + 4 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 4 + 1 + 1 = 261d20 + 4 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 4 + 1 + 1 = 14
If it can be crit.Confirm: 1d20 + 4 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 4 + 1 + 1 = 8

Unarmed damage, Dragon STyle, Enlarged, Inspired: 1d8 + 6 + 1 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 6 + 1 + 1 + 1 = 11

Portfolio Reroll:Reflex+3 GM Stars: 1d20 + 7 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 7 + 3 = 26

Never used a portfolio reroll online before so I'm not sure of the accepted means of doing so. Just let me know what works for you.

Never heard from Conlaoch so I guess I'm enlarged.

Cleetus towers over the others as the spell takes effect. Bellowing in defiance Cleetus strikes out at the mythic creature.

Entering Dragon Style.

"Heya Birdie, time ta get wrecked"

Flurry of Blows, Bless, Inspired: 1d20 + 4 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 4 + 1 + 1 = 181d20 + 4 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 4 + 1 + 1 = 16
Unarmed Strike, Dragon Style, Enlarge, Inspired: 1d8 + 6 + 1 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 6 + 1 + 1 + 1 = 161d8 + 6 + 1 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 6 + 1 + 1 + 1 = 13

About how tall are those hills on either side of the map?

"Them birds seem mighty tough. Hey Conlaoch, how'd ya like ta be even bigger an tougher?"

Since we have two rounds to prepare Cleetus will cast Enlarge Person on Conlaoch, if he's willing, or himself if not.

"Dang! These Ghouls sure do like you Li Po."

Cleetus advances on the nearest ghoul striking out twice with blinding speed.

Five foot step and Flurry. He is still in Dragon Style.

Flurry of Blows: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 91d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

Well my luck clearly didn't hold...

"Hey leave Li Po alone! He hurts bad enough when ya hit me!" roars Cleetus as he leaps nimbly towards the ghoul attacking the startled scholar.

Cleetus enters Dragon Style and uses acrobatics to flip out of the reach of the ghoul currently threatening him. I am assuming Divine Favor has expired but we haven't moved that far so if it is still active my attack and damage results will be 1 higher.

acrobatics: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20
Unarmed Strike: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23
Unarmed Strike, Dragon Style: 1d6 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 6 + 1 = 8

Sure. Cleetus is down to punch more undead.

Cleetus lets out a roar and leaps into the air striking at the Mummy.

Unarmed Strike, Charge, Divine Favor, Smite Evil: 1d20 + 5 + 2 + 1 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 5 + 2 + 1 + 3 = 26
Unarmed Damage+Divine Favor+Smite+Dragon Style: 1d6 + 6 + 1 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 6 + 1 + 2 + 1 = 16

Just realized I didn't actually use Detect Evil before declaring Smite but assuming it works the bonuses are figured in and would bypass any DR it might have.

Will Save: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (16) + 9 = 25
Knowledge: Religion: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18

"S++%! We got us one a them Mummys! They gots some real nasty diseases! Irori give me your favor I'mma need it this time!" After calling out to Irori for Divine assistance Cleetus locks eyes with the undead monstrosity, extends his arm, and gestures for it to approach."Yer 'bout ta get yer ass kicked in the name a Irori ya nasty undead bastard!"

Cleetus casts Divine Favor, enters Dragon Style, and designates the mummy as his target for Smite Evil.

No need to use the wand if we are getting a night's rest Cleetus can use his channels before bedding down to make sure everybody is ok.

"Undead are the most evil. I say we punch more undead!"

Charging into the fray, Cleetus roars and launches himself into the air making an airborne strike at the Duergar that struck Conlaoch.

"Woooo Boy! Here comes the beat down!"

Unarmed Strike, Charge, Inspire Courage: 1d20 + 5 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 5 + 2 + 1 = 15
Beat Down(Unarmed Strike, Dragon Style, Inspire Courage): 1d6 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 7 + 1 = 9

Cleetus charges with Dragon style increasing the damage by 1.

Still feeling a bit under the weather Cleetus aims another blow at the creature.

Unarmed Strike, Sickened: 1d20 + 5 - 2 ⇒ (17) + 5 - 2 = 20
Damage: 1d6 + 6 - 2 ⇒ (3) + 6 - 2 = 7

Cleetus rushes forward to throw a punch at the last creature's head.

Unarmed Strike, Sickened: 1d20 + 5 - 2 ⇒ (2) + 5 - 2 = 5

"Hold still ya squirmy lil bugger!"

Cleetus is also eager to revisit the temple, however, the evil ritual being performed by the Duergar sounds like more of an immediate problem to him. I vote for the fourth mission.

"Hey yer s'pposed ta be fightin' me! Let go a Yoon!"

Cleetus unleashes a flurry of blows at the creature attacking Yoon.

Flurry of Blows, Sickened, Flanking: 1d20 + 4 - 2 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 4 - 2 + 2 = 231d20 + 4 - 2 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 4 - 2 + 2 = 23
Unarmed Strike Damage: 1d6 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 81d6 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9

Cleetus hangs his head in shame as Li and Yoon berate him, "I'm sorry Li. I'm tryin' ta be careful, but the bat monster came outta nowhere. Ya can be sure I'mma try an' hit it though!"

Ignoring the queasy feeling lingering in his belly and the searing pain in his side Cleetus carefully steps out of Yoon's line of fire and throws an uppercut at the Danger(©) adjusting at the last second as a flash of insight shows him where to strike.

Making use of Fortune.

Uppercut: 1d20 + 5 - 2 ⇒ (18) + 5 - 2 = 21
Fortune, Uppercut: 1d20 + 5 - 2 ⇒ (11) + 5 - 2 = 14
Unarmed Strike Damage: 1d6 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7

As I mentioned before Cleetus pays for the Restoration of the negative level before progressing.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 - 2 ⇒ (20) + 6 - 2 = 24

Cleetus begins feeling his way along the cliff finding the best route for others to follow.

Untrained Craft to Aid: 1d20 - 2 - 2 ⇒ (6) - 2 - 2 = 2

"Sorry. Never did do much wood workin' before."

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 5 - 2 ⇒ (1) + 5 - 2 = 4
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 3 - 2 ⇒ (6) + 3 - 2 = 7

The Serpentfolk curse plays havoc with Cleetus' head as he tries to follow the series of handholds. Dizzy and feeling a bit nauseous Cleetus turns to ask a nearby Ratfolk for help but vomits on their feet instead. "Oooh I don' feel so good..."

Intelligence: 1d20 - 2 - 2 ⇒ (15) - 2 - 2 = 11

"Is the cave spinnin' or am I?"

Not sure exactly what the conditions on the magical communication ward are but could Li Po Wen use his communication with his owl to fulfill it?
Not sure if the message needs to be sent specifically to the ward or just in its presence.

Cleetus will pay the 380 after the encounter.

Encouraged by the death of the ghoul Cleetus throws everything he's got at the wight.

Flurry of Blows: 1d20 + 4 - 1 ⇒ (6) + 4 - 1 = 91d20 + 4 - 1 ⇒ (10) + 4 - 1 = 13
Unarmed Damage: 1d6 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 101d6 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

Unfortunately that doesn't look like it's going to amount to much.

That was almost such sweet revenge! I've been playing so much Starfinder lately I forgot I had to confirm and rolled the crit damage before previewing the post and realizing my mistake :(

Still reeling from the effects of the creature's blow Cleetus flurries again and throws one punch at each foe. "Ooh yer a nasty one! I punch you BOTH for Irori!"

The first punch goes to the ghoul and the second goes to the wight.

Flurry of Blows: 1d20 + 4 - 1 ⇒ (6) + 4 - 1 = 91d20 + 4 - 1 ⇒ (20) + 4 - 1 = 23
Confirmation vs wight: 1d20 + 4 - 1 ⇒ (5) + 4 - 1 = 8

Ghoul Damage: 1d6 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8
Wight Damage: 1d6 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11

Fort Save 1: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (13) + 9 = 22
Fort Save 2: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (7) + 9 = 16

If those both avoid paralyzation.

Cleetus continues his flurry of blows against the undead monstrosity.

Flurry of Blows: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 121d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19

Unarmed Damage: 1d6 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 91d6 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7

Knowledge(religion): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17
Knowledge(religion): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18

"Did you jus' try an' bite me? Boy, that's nasty! I'mma beat that face in inna name a Irori!

Cleetus calls upon his monastic training and attacks the creature with a flurry to the face.

Fluurry of Blows: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 121d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13
Unarmed Strike: 1d6 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 71d6 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11

"Hey kid, wait up!" Cleetus jogs after Yoon ready to pummel anyone that threatens them.

Cleetus played Temple of Empyreal Enlightenment.

"If our friends're in trouble we need ta help 'em quick! I'm all fer punchin' the undead attackin' the poor lizard people."

"I'mma have ta be pretty close ta punch thangs I guess. Irori smile upon ya fer aidin' in the ass beatin' them undead is about ta receive."

I'll happily accept a charge and a life link.

"Well that there's a shame. This used ta be a real nice rug. Somebody cut it up somethin' fierce though."

Assess the Damage, Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26

Cleetus hears Torku muttering angrily and looks over at the captive agents. "This here's the dumbass that cut up our wall-rug? Just say the word. One good punch to the belly and he'll sing like a harpy. Then again they don't sing so good...anyways he'll tell ya what ya want ta know."

Interrogate the Snakes, Intimidate Aid: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

"Ya think there's just big holes everywhere now once we get inside the magic wall-rug?"

Knowledge of the Weave, Knowledge(Planes): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19

"Boy do I ever feel it. I been feelin' gassy ever since I ate them nachos at the bar... hey.... is that guy starin' at us? What you lookin' at buddy?"

Someone is Watching, Knowledge(Planes): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14

Cleetus sees everybody double-checking the supplies and looks down at his fists. "Got all my supplies right here!"

No supply check.

"First thing ya got ta know is sometimes this place'll just make ya want ta slit yer own throat. Don't do it. It don't work out so good and its a real pain in the rear ta get the bloodstains outta yer robes."

Tales from the Tapestry, Diplomacy: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

"Come ta think of it we might need more than our fists... a warm coat might be nice if it starts snowin'."

Travel Tips, Survival: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11

"Oh. That's where I died. It was pretty nice before that though!"

Here! Cleric 1, Monk 2, Paladin 1.

Cleetus' smile returns as he raises his pitcher and shouts,"Too dumb to quit!"

"Don't worry friend Conloach. The monks didn't think I's good enough either. Ya gotta be smart and tough to be like Irori. That's why I'm Pathfindering! This way I get to punch thangs in the face for Irori all over the place and sometimes I even learn thangs. Most times I don't learn nothin' though so I do more punchin' just in case."

Cleetus stops to take a long draw off his pitcher before continuing in a serious tone.

"One day I'll be smart enough though. I might be dumb but I ain't no quitter!"

Cleetus doubles over as he bursts into laughter watching the performance.

"Quite right Kit! Books ARE terrifying. They give me the worst headaches!

Striding into the tavern with the broad smile of the blissfully stupid stretched across his face is a tall Taldan man in traditional monks robes. Though well-muscled his prominent paunch and five o' clock shadow blend in seamlessly with the establishment's regular patrons. After scanning the room he bounds excitedly over to the cluster of exotically dressed adventurers.

"Gosh! Are you all from Tee-En Sha? I been there once. The monks there were real nice. They taught me all kindsa thangs 'bout Irori. Irori is just the best cuz he's real smart but he can kick the crap outta ya too. Geez listen ta me ramblin'. I'm Brother Cleetus! Nice ta meet y'all. I try ta be like Irori, cuz that's what the monks taught me is good and right, and I can punch real good but book learnin' is hard."

Hooking a chair with his foot, Cleetus plops down at the table with the others and bellows for a pitcher of ale.

I have also found the super-secret thread! This is almost starting to look like a party.