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Sweep the Leg Daehalya! BOOM!!

In a raspy voice, Nicky croaks out
We live? I didn't think it would be possible.
He rolls over onto his knees and takes a bewildered look around.
His brain wants to remain in a fog. His body wants to not move, as it knows that motion will cause pain to an already ravaged body.

But his mind, trained in the art of seeing and noticing all- Especially the stuff out of place - Sees the death rattle come for Alvarius.

He leaps to his feet, the brain doing a good job of blocking all pain receptors by flooding the synapses with endorphins and modulating the central nervous system.
One second, a heaping wreck. The next second, a first responder rushing full speed towards the disaster.

Nicky slides next to Alvarius.
Stay with me! I've got heat and you're going to feel the warmth of life. JUST - STAY- WITH - ME!
Nicky's hands do deftyly to the beltpouch at Alvarius's side. Right to the pocket with the Oil of Unlife.
He unstoppers the bottle and smears the thin black liquid on Alvarius's skull. Then puts a big glob on the unarmored parts of his chest. Using his off hand to spread the oil on as many contact points.
Making sure to use every ounce, he turns it upside down and smacks the butt like a katchup bottle.

Looking for the others, Nicky says - More. We need more!

I think you are bright and brilliant Onye. You have good ideas. We can move to another area. With that said, weren't we supposed to discover codes or combinations to unlock an important door? It might make the most sense to at least check this spot out longer, just so we don't have to back track. Otherwise, you are right, let us hunt the other way.

Nicky turns to Alvarius,
You have a way to talk with bones or skeletons? I'm not trying to be racist or "undeadist" or anything. I just an assuming you have ways to talk with bones.

Nicky looks to what Daehalya to see what she is doing, and then makes a mental note to ask if "undeadist" is even a word or state of discrimination. "D" is smart and tells him straight when he's being an ass.

As the barbed tongues slither out and connect to his face ---Nicky screams for just a second.

will: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (19) + 12 = 31 DC 28

Images of Cheliax flip through his brain. Prison and dungeon scenes flash before his eyes, but then an image of the gate appears and lingers. The held image shows Nicky is in leg chains working with an axe on some back breaking chore. Just then, the nearby stone arch glows.
His chance at escape!

Nicky shakes his head as his mind turned images of the worst days into a memory of the best day. It survives the mental onslaught of this daemon.

Brother Butterfly wishes everyone a Happy 2025! Minga! This is still my favorite game/campaign. Please know that you all rock!

Brother Butterfly is going to now take a nap, because doing anything physically exerting makes his brain hurt. Naps and eating peeled grapes. That makes his brain happy.

Oh Yeah - Was she a half elf? For we encountered a wounded horse carrying a dead rider outside this area.
I'm sorry to say, but that might have been the escaping Eijanna.
On the bright side, her demise helped lead us here to save you. Thus, her escape and death is not in vane. It served a greater good. Your lives.

Speaking of saving lives, we'd better help your leader- Zeah - not get dead.

Nicky, not assuming everyone is honest and on the up and up - because he isn't exactly the honest type and he's an investigator - studies the captives with a squinted eye.

SO, if we let you out of the cages- are you going to backstab us or trick us in any way? I want answers from all ya all.
I know about the demon lurking inside the innocent prisoner that transforms when released from the cell. Old trick. Not gonna fool a Carnie person like me.

Pointed question ability.

Diplomacy check: 1d20 + 13 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 13 + 1 = 15 Creature will DC. +1 Pursue a lead (PAL) bonus
I think this follow-up with a perception check. Base stat.+11 +1 (PAL) +1 (Magnifying glass) .

Slight roll back to Alvarius and his creepy femur carving
Nicky looks at Alvarius, and gives a bit of a grimace. He quickly tries to hid his reaction and instead says, Yowza Alvarius. You are making the most of your resources. I guess you are being prudent and getting some "back up" bones. See, I think it's just the same as looting the bodies. The crew ain't gonna need the femur anymore- just like the Captain ain't needin' this beauty of a rapier. Nicky picks it up and looks to put it in a scabbard. Claiming it, unless another could use it.

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As the shared illusion comes to play- Nicky is dismayed and keeps his dismay apparent. Not hiding it.
That's number two on the un-figured-out list of vivid dreams. Come-on! Who the hell knows what is causing this? What does it mean? Also, I f&~@ing HATE the cold. I'm freezing my horns off.
He looks at the ship's equipment and knows the frost is messing with the rigging.
WE got to get the ropes uncleated so we can rotate the mizzenmast to clear the clumped ice. I need a couple o' you to go over there and untie and retie ropes. We have to batten these hatches.

Nicky calls instructions to also help with the de-icing of important equipment.
sailing lore: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (18) + 12 = 30

All the while, Nicky's teeth are chattering. He's not at all immune to the cold and doesn't have the equipment/clothing.
GM, feel free to give non-lethal or lethal environment damage.

So, we agree that we need to enter the secret tunnel and penetrate her secret lair.

Nicky starts prepping his gear to go into the cold. He also smiles a devilish grin.
You know, that's also the words used by many an author in the restricted books section of the library!

He especially looks at Onye as he revels in the facial expressions and body language of the Amurrun when he says or does inappropriate stuff.

Nicky looks down at the Teak tiller and rudder. Sliding his hand along the smooth and lacquered lever. The lacquer is a requirement to keep the wood from warping due to prolonged exposure in water. Teak being a great wood used by the best craftsmen on ships of the line. It's a hard wood with tight grain and high tensile strength. Exactly what was needed for the most crucial part of their raft- the steering mechanism!

The Wolves at least gave them really good equipment to take a dangerous journey.
Nicky smiles as some of these fact about wood and ships come creeping up from deep in his memory. While he's never piloted a boat or been a part of a crew, he's talked with people that did those things.

A good memory popped in his brain.
Y'All might like this. I recall part of a sea shanty.
Nicky does a couple vocal exercises, and then taps his feet and drums his hands on the available wood as he starts to sing.

Come all you young fellers that follow the sea.
Yo ho blow the man down.
Now just pay attention and listen to me.
Give me some time to blow the man down.

We tinkers and tailors and sailors and all,
Yo ho blow the man down.
That sailed for good seaman aboard the Black Ball.
Give me some time to blow the man down.
He finishes the song, and ends the rhythm of the drum beats, and sounds of the river's waves lapping against the raft make a music of it's own.

Happy Thanksgiving to my fellow Team of PBP'ers!

Quick update. I switched phones so I don't have the slack app just yet on the new phone. I am also in a busy work day. I will post as soon as I get a few minutes to breathe.
Sorry in advance for any delay.

Nicky looks at all this and an unsettling thought crosses his mind. So, he reaches out telepathically to the cloak dangling around his neck. Hey vegi-cloak! Um, is this the kind of thing you are going to morph into after the passage of time, and are you designed to be around my neck, so you can collect my head easier? Because if that's the case, I'm not keeping you and I might want to give you to Ezgara!

to which the cloak replies.
You sure are stupid. This effect and Grove is something... special.
Special, as in something *YOU* are not ram-brains.
This symbiotic relationship where I am bound to try and keep you alive --keeps looking worse and worse for me.
The only thing less appealing that listening to your stupid thoughts is the possibility of being attached to the madness in the gourd of that old elf!

Having been shut down, insulted, and not given more information- Nicky mutters to himself.
Stupid plant thing. Probably would have lied to me anyway.
It's odd how I can talk humans and demi-humans into things, but a cloak of flowers treats me like I'm the future son in law of his beloved daughter.

Looking up and at the decapitated head of Raven Haired Elf.
We are looking for the cure to the Obnubilate Plague - a disease targeting elves.

This sounds like a quid-pro-quo.
I think we need to do a bit of barter .
Let us make sure that Onye's memory is getting a just worth. He's super special and his memories will be REALLY an improvement for the grove.

Nicky looks to make sure the wheeling and dealing is fair, but also maybe trying to get a bit more like a couple memories from The Grove.

diplomacy: 1d20 + 9 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 9 + 1 = 17 +1 due to pursue a lead.

Nicky also searches his mind, thinking of a memory that he likes, but will just have to miss. That's if they don't take Onye's memory.

Happy 4th of July to all!

A special message of thanks to all those that are in the armed forces or have family in the armed forces. It is always with awe and respect that I hold military people. A ton of sweat, tears and blood go into keeping people safe.

Did someone mention my name? I just got done with scoring three goals in Droid-death ball and someone said they tagged me in a the vid-net.

Well, if you are seeking an autograph, no problem! Just tell me where to send it. If you want an autographed Doshko, you got to supply the Doshko.... but I'll sign it! I'll even get my good friend and Vid-sensation Draka to sign it also. That was her weapon of choice anyway.

Nicholo jumps into the gondola. Excited to be experiencing something so new and fantastic.
Does this get any easier than sitting as you are conveyed to your destination?! This went off without a hitch!
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Dang it! I spoke too soon. Those things are headed to us!

Nicky looks to eyebeam blast whatever one that Odioki looks to shoot.
DAS
DaS: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (8) + 9 = 17

Deciding that Daehalya will make wiser choices on targets, Nicky changes his tactics.
attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27 damage: 1d6 ⇒ 3

Thank you GM! If there's an opening (later) in this or another of your games- I'd love to include Torgen in the crafting of one of your stories.
To you and the other 6 players-- Have a great game!

Happy Fathers Day to those that it applies to! Thanks for the game!

I have a feeling I'm late to the party, but just in case there is a need for a two weapon fighter.
Player name/handle: CorbinEbert
Character's Name: Torgen of Port Ice - Level 2
PFS #: 84155-5
PC Faction: Liberty Edge
Played or GM'd this?: Never played or GMed it.

Quick aside: I'm a daily poster (and can keep up to multiple times a day) that focuses on story and in character banter over combat.
The character is a Dwarf and probably not going to be helpful/happy during the water portion of the adventure. Admittedly, he's not efficient for the adventure, but that might lead to some slapstick comedy.
Lastly: He's also a cigar smoker that's trying really hard to quit smoking.

It is with sadness that I report that the real life muse (at least physical appearance) for Brother Butterfly has passed away. The Iron Sheik of WWF/WWE fame has died. He got Superfly Snooka'd from the top rope by The Grim Reaper himself.

RIP bald man with the curly mustache.

Okay, about 2 months since the last posts. Let us try and recruit someone to replace CATS and commit to rekindling this awesome AP!

"I assume you know why I have called you here?"

Nicky -with his new elven ears peaking almost to the same height as his curved tiefling horns.

he pauses,
If I am wrong about those reasons, then my only other guess is that you need a babysitter or shepherd for the hedgehog you got there and no one has answered your "Help Wanted" ad yet?

That is Nicky. He loves to analyze and inspect - but he can't help but throw some snarky comments in.

Damn E-Z! Those horns look good on you! You have a new set of problems awaiting you -- the problem of keeping all those noble lasses off of you!

Nicky gives a hearty laugh. Not a making fun of someone laugh, but a laugh of fellow-ship. Yet another time and example of where he feels camaraderie amongst this motley crew.
Please take this honestly, and not a side effect of the look-see-man or the pod, but each one of you have been great to quest with.
Too much has so far been lost because of going through that Gateway so long ago -- but you lot of fine companions offset a sizable portion.
As he sees Ezgara testing out the new hoof, he gives that hearty companion laugh again.
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Ready to go when others are, he gives a hand shake to the Look-See Man when they leave as a sign of respect for an invention well built.

Where Odioki was annoyed, Nicky has been inspired. He didn't really understand any of the meaning that Ezgara was saying. It was highly philosophical and Nicky would have to digest it later (as he doesn't like things he doesn't understand or at least attempt to decrypt).
But like poetry, sometimes you don't get the exact word composition-- but you get the cadence, the tone, the overall message but as YOU interpret it.
Just like Poetry Ezgara. Just like Poetry. Your theatre of self comment reminds me of the tenets of the circus. Constantly innovate and improve on your act. Push the fold. That is what Looksee Man brings - he is pushing the fold. How can the audience be stunned and awed if you only show them the mundane? I AM IN.

He moves to the pods and puts himself in as a willing victim. He crossed his fingers. Whispers a message of forever love to his beloved Fiametta and waits for another body or a signal from the others that they are not up for this.
If they aren't, he gets back up and looks ready to progress to the next room. If one is interested in joining him for a jaunt of insanity, he waits for the contraption to start working.

Nicky rolls over trying to get to his hands and knees. Mostly looking to get his body out of the pool of blood that has collected below him. His clothes are sticky with his own blood, and the coppery smell fills his nose because he's so close to the source.
His arms and legs shake at the exertion of operating a couple pints low, and juxtaposition of how much adrenaline is still in his system.

Golden eyes. Golden eyes. Those are the only things he says as he starts standing up.
He reaches for a potion to help cure his woes and replace some blood in his body.
clw potion: 1d8 ⇒ 8
Thank you to whomever helped me. I owe you some civil service.
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He pulls out the magnifying glass to look over the diagrams. Handing it to any who need the device too.
perception: 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 7 + 1 = 19 mag glass +1.

Arcana: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15
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I think I may have found proof the Oak Steward Varna was experimented on - and probably killed. Let us check out this nasty pit with the creepy crawley bugs. Yup. I see half a skeleton that might match Varna's description.
There's a cockroach pit in this room with some bones. Nicky points to a partial skeleton.

Nicky sees the situation and looks to determine the best swarm of enemies to attack.
He pulls out the bottle of acid that he has and takes aim.
DaS: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25
damage: 1d6 ⇒ 4 Plus splash 1 persistent acid.

Acid coming out! I'll try to aim far away from you.
◆ Devise a Strategm
◆◆ Move & Pull out Acid flask
◆◆◆ chuck Flask to not hit friends.

Speaking in Sylvan, Fien, A'Hala Sandeen.

The Thinlands sound like Ezgara's vacation spot! All the people are like him. Insular and suspicious! This is Ezgara's Snowbird local!

What Fearless says is True. We need to look at the priorities and that is Count Lowls IV. When everyone is ready, I can get us spirited away from this place and back to The Sullen Starling. Are you all ready?

Nicky enters the Stacks, and he finds this place to be right up his alley. He just needs to convince others to get the information for him to glean the true knowledge from.

He approaches the caretakers to see if they will commune with the library tree.
So, hey. This place has lots of knowledge, but I bet it's lacking on information about Tieflings!
He points towards his horns.
Maybe a little exchange of information. Stuff The Tree knows for stuff about Tieflings that it doesn't know? A little quid-pro-quo?

Occultism: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12 DC 18

His conversation doesn't really go anywhere. The only help he gets are books handed to him - such as The Tiefling in the Hat, and Green Eggs and Horns. All kiddie books and nothing of substance.

@Cats -= - that was a very well done zinger. That was poetry.
I tip my cap.

As the old woman exclaims that she's a "Yithian", BB searches his mind for references. Unable to recall anything at all (I don't have knowledge dungeoneering), he is a bit mad at himself until the startling revelation -- Awaken! Awaken!!.
WHAT?! BB's mind is blown.
He's trying to get around the circular reasoning of how this woman is doing something NOW that impacted them back THEN. MONTHS, almost half a year has passed. He retraces his steps, going through the different events since re-awakening at Briarstone to now. He's befuddled.

I have to unpack all of this. I'm even going to ignore and drive out the fact that someone who indicates they are 10,000 years old has to resort to fart humor. I'm ignoring it, but seriously - you'd think existing for 10K years would give you deeper insight on comedic timing and material.

All my other characters, would have loved Yithian's fart humor. In jumping into BB's mind, I thought along the lines of "everyone's a critic" for his reply/mindset. I love how roleplaying makes you think differently depending on the part you play!

I just got back from Con! I played levels 1 and 2 of BoneKeep and survived!!!!
I also ran 3 PFS scenarios (PF1E). That went off with full tables.
Of course one table had 2 people that thought it was PF2E rules and so had pre-gens for 2E! LOL! It's the story and fun that matters and that table was probably the most fun/creative.
I'm back to being able to post on PBP full time.

As for Cats! Have a great trip. Sounds amazing.

Mariner- that was an epic post you made. I loved it. It conveyed so much, and was so well done. Great job to everyone. We could have all just done a little "pop" you arrive via teleport post-- but this crew leans into roleplaying what others would skim.

Got it!

Not really, I don't *yet* get it. I understand and will start posting with the action icons -- just as soon as I read more of the players guide!

Work was supposed to calm at the start of Jan, but it went crazy all through January. I was able to put in some good research time this weekend, but I obviously need more.

Alas, I also have to prep PF1 games for the upcoming convention. I'm running The Traitor's Lodge, Wisp, and Tome of Righteous Repose. So my brain will still be in PS1 mode for at least two more weeks. Bear with me my brothers in PBP!

The circus has arrived in Sevenarches

"Onye Dinta has doubts about the tribe's ability to be discrete.

Ezgara, you are a genius! Plus Onye is right too!

As he waits for answers, he comments aloud. I wonder what happened to Orik, he left Waywards and I heard he became a mercenary.

Fianara Caralestri

Nicky falters a bit, as the name hits him like a ton of bricks. Fianara. That is far to close to the love of his life Fiametta. It's as if the Universe is shaking him and saying, 'wake up, you stupid Tiefling, play time is over'. This is where everything gets serious.

Hello "Unlocker of Mysteries". My name is Nicholo Reiland. But, you can call me Nicky. Let me guess, you often go by the nickname, "Fia" - don't you? Well, we are the troop of investigators and brainiacs that Dr. Ritalson has assigned to Seven Arches.
Let me introduce you to the cadre of specialists.
*The fearless Onye Dinta* Brave enough to face vampires in Ustalav*
*The thoughtful and prudent Odioki*. Man with a keen eye.
*The calm, cool, and collected Daehalya Shadowsun*. Survivor of the crown of the world.
*The living fireworks show - Ezgara*. Comedy incarnate.

Nicky smiles as he points to each of his companions.
He's going to have to make notes to come up with more crazy stuff to say when introducing these four. His goal, have something new and even more outlandish about each person, every time.
diplomacy: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25

Dag nabit, ninja'd by the GM!

"Why did you leave your circus for the gate?"

Nicky smiles as he *loves* reading people's reactions, and so he takes a moment to gage each person's take to his honest answer.

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As Ezgara rolls out his different diatribes to each person, Nicholo takes special notice. His mind is always working to figure things out, so references to stuff he doesn't know bugs him. So, he asks questions.
Nice reference to Haliad I. You know your history. I caught that. But let me go back a few minutes to your reference to being an Ilverani druid. Aren't all Druids alike? How is an Ilverani any different? Plus, your talk of mountains, and freezing, and snowshoes reminds me of a bard bit the Fortune Crone would say...

You three from a place like that? The tale goes on another three stanzas, but I think I spooked the mule by mentioning the word.. m-i-n-o-t-a-u-r.

Now it all makes sense!!! We'd better get to Okeno fast. If it takes 10 days, we got to be there in 7. If it takes 5 days, we have got to be there in 2. Let's get a move on Watchmen!

He moves towards the exits, but then stops in his tracks. One last question for the Angel.
If we reclaim the Necronomicon, were do we take it? Back here? Or has this place failed it's mission. You mention it's destroyed worlds before. It needs to be put someplace where no one can get to it.

As they leave, BB responds to Cat's talk about toilet tea.
Giving him a level stare Kast, Just to clarify, sleepy time tea is not made with toilet water. While we were inmates in the asylum, as you well know -- we are not crazy. We were placed there by an evil man. We are sane. All.... almost all of us.

Never been to the Terwa Uplands. These lands are also colder than where I had been the past couple years. But I'm betting a cake from Savory Sundries that Terwa is not anywhere near Cheliax.
He points a waggling finger at Onye, and with a sly smile continues.
I've done some hefty traveling with a circus around the Inner Sea and I haven't been able to peg one scrap of locations you've mentioned. All I have set in stone is that you are from lands I've never visited. You are a puzzle Onye. A cool puzzle to figure out.
He drops his waggling finger back to his well dressed side. The horns on his head are ornamented today with ringed jewelry, the kind that would normally wrap around a woman's upper bicep. Under his eyes are three dotted accents. His hair looks messy-sheik. Like it's messy on purpose. A look Nicholo has found attracts the women. For women love the bad guy, the rebel, the misfit, the one who will break their heart. All of which fit Nicholo's outward persona to a T.

picture of Nicky

He's not here? I almost knew it was too good to have hoped he was trapped inside here and we were going to give a good old fashioned tar and feathering.

Brother sighs deep at the palpable disappointment.
Well, we have a fast ship and a stellar ship captain to go and hunt him in Okeno. But Okeno is just a waypoint in this trip. I have a feeling we know he's going to the Parchlands. For that is where his translations have said a city called Neruzavin is. There might also be a Star Stelae, so we might need some research material on that item too.

Angel of good - I'd like to ask how bad The Necronomicon is - you know - on a scale of 1-10? And are there any books in the Mysterium that pertain to The Parchlands, Neruzavin, or Star Stelae?

BB points to the Halfling that is still looking under the furniture for his old boss Lowls.
Fearless - stop looking under the chairs, he's not hiding under a douvey or chair cover or anything.
Talking once again to the angel.
The short one reads stuff and wants to knows things that make me yawn and puts me to sleep. You got any books about the subjects I mentioned that imitate sleepy-time tea

Great Ghost Busters Reference Mariner!! It doesn't get any better than that scene and the subsequent Stay Puff scene!

Fearless and Cats are the first to answer, and he compared to their answers, his sort of falls kinda flat.

"Just a bunch of fools and a Shapeshifter that seems to have lost their minds."

I was going to say eloquently that we call ourselves The Watchmen, and that Desna

Here is the list of buffs given out.
retain: 1d100 ⇒ 61 under 20% I get the spell back.

Cats:
Shield of Faith -+4 deflection bonus - Duration 11 minutes
Bears Endurance - 11 minutes
Remove Fear- 10 minutes
Greater Magic Weapon 11 hours. Do you want a +2 bow, or 50 +2 arrows?

Fearless
Shield of Faith -+4 deflection bonus - Duration 11 minutes
Aid - 11 minutes 1d8 + 10 ⇒ (4) + 10 = 14 Temp HP's
Protection from Energy - Fire - 2 hours - 120 HP's
Remove Fear - 10 minutes

Mariner:
Shield Other - Duration 11 hours.
Bears Endurance - 11 minutes
Freedom of Movement - 110 minutes (roughly 2 hours)
Remove Fear - 10 minutes
Death Ward - 11 minutes

BB:
Shield of Faith -+4 deflection bonus - Duration 11 minutes
Aspect of the nigtingale - duration 11 minutes
Bears Endurance - 11 minutes (Pearl of Power2)
Expeditious Retreat - 11 minutes
Magic Circle against Evil - 2 hours
Protection from Energy - Fire - 120 HP's - 2 hours
True Seeing - duration 11 minutes
Light - 2 hours

The above is what happens when you have an 11th level buff cleric! Can you say, DAMN!

BB smiles at Cat's comments. He does love him a dirty limerick, and sexual word play.
If I'm not thinking with my unscabbarded sword, I'm always thinking on it's behalf!
Putting aside double entendre and phallic symbols on a cube, manipulating the faces on this iron box are what's required to enter the inner sanctum. Adjusting it by putting the serpent in the hole is exactly the way to make us happy.
Kast, my work is not accomplished by arcana. It is the blessings of Desna that tell me the answers and grant us life saving luck. I’m not listening to a spell, I’m listening to a GODDESS

Brother butterfly, when prompted to give directions on the way to go, points his finger towards the appropriate pathway.

That way has the smell of old money, deranged lunatic, and a pungent level of desperation. Since our group only fits two of those three smells, it's easy to separate out the old money smell of Count Hasserton Lowls III.

Nice shot Cats! That mage is starting to look like a porcupine!

Fearless! Can you close the door?!

BB is going to delay to see if Fearless closes the door. Contingent action - If not, he'll bamf over there with Dimensional Hop and try it himself. @Gm roll my dex save at a hilarious -5 acrobatics (only 8 dex).
If Fearless does, BB will move and reach over giving luck to Mariner.

The robotic red mage still grabs Brother Butterfly by the head and smashes it repeatedly into the crates located in this room. Boom. Boom.
But BB has a hard head and is able to keep his wits just long enough to cry out to his Goddess for some healing help.
DESNA! It's your biggest fan! Some divine intervention here. Please!

He channels again. Hoping to not have to use his biggest Desna playing card- a heal spell- just yet. He expects to need that for the center chamber below.

channel: 8d6 ⇒ (5, 6, 5, 2, 2, 5, 6, 2) = 33

Good healing from Desna! Everyone heal back 33. HP: 54/94. AC 22 (26 vs. Red). Channels: 6/7

Sorry all for the half post. I wanted to get something out to keep momentum. I tried posting more of my "action" yesterday, but got stopped by work no less than three times!

I just got in my Cats Saving action and got in a spell that might release the rest of you.

Answer honestly and fully Mun. I know what it's like to deeply lament the people you end up traveling with. So, your life can still be spared as long as you are no longer rooting for Dreamland Armmegedon with Lowls.

Yeah, Brother can certainly see how Mun had been seeking knowledge and power, but had looked around and discovered he was traveling with a bunch of f+&% ups that were going to get him killed.
BB can empathize with Mun. Brother had thought those similar thoughts often, he'd been there. He'd done that.... and yet he was still traveling with them!