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That's rough. Same with my grandma this week.

Colin ran around the boat behind his companions to move to flank the remain sea serpent, spear ready.

Longspear: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7
Damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10

Yay crit fail.

Colin rolled his eyes and electricity started to crackle between his fingers. "And this is why I touch from a distance."

Shocking Grasp vs 2nd Serpent: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 112d12 ⇒ (8, 10) = 18
Hero Point: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20

Pleased by at least making a satisfyingly sized arc, he pulled out his shield for if they got close.

Colin only offered a shrug. "Explore, report, cooperate. The mission on any mission is to archive knowledge. It will absolutely be returned to the family when we get back."

Colin shook out the gorget and himself, flinging sea water off of both. "Apparently, this is somehow magical. Wouldn't be proper Pathfinders if we didn't at least attempt to figure out what it did." With that, he tried it on.

Grumbling under his breath, he cast dancing lights in a line towards the magical ping so he could find his way back, took a breath and dove down with the other crowbar with the intent of helping free if the gorget was what was pinging. Otherwise, he was going to try to grab the magical thing first before heading over.

Athletics: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10

There's definitely a crowbar available. We got two of them to borrow from the crew.

After looking the wet dwarf over, he closed his eyes for a couple of seconds and cast Detect Magic to see if there was anything of interest that would be worth retrieving in addition to what they came for.

Colin kept his head on a swivel, his longspear held in one hand in case he needed to jump in as well. "All of my spellcasting is verbal, so I'm not going to be much use in that environment yet."

Colin stepped back to let Crafty work, but kept acid splash ready just in case. "That is certainly an option."

Doesn't care about marching order.
First time doing something other than combat mode. Had to look up the various actions.

Colin grabbed himself one of the crowbars and looked out over the waters briefly before turning his attention onto Shoreseeker, trying to find safe places for them to walk without falling through the deck.

Sailing Lore: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

Colin held onto his hat as he tried to stay upright through the storm, accompanying the Ulfen captain. "I know a thing or two about the sea as well." He looked out at the stormy waves through the downpour and nodded, only offering a, "This sucks."

The druid looked around the boat before nodding in approval and boarding as well. "You know how I know it's seaworthy? It's floating."

Player Name: GK
Character Name: Colin Feral
PFS / SFS ID Number: 83318-2001
Faction: Horizon Hunters
Day Job Roll: Subsist: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20

Haven't played basically since Gencon. Hopefully I built the character correctly.

Colin spoke up finally after letting the others talk. "Odd thing to be concerned about since the man seemed to be honorable and such, but what are we to do if we encounter Sveinn Blood-Eagle during this?"

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