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I am here! But, I haven't applied my chronicle yet. I will soon.

Thanks!

"Grippli?! Oh, boy! Let's hurry!"

Oh, yeah! Me! I want to continue! Thanks!

Croak nods sadly. "Yeah. There was undead at the mine! We saved some people there but there were also lots of people we were too late to save. That's sad! We followed the captive miners trail to a kobold ritual and they were about to sacrifice them just like Ki Chin said! We tried to talk them down but it didn't work. I am so sorry we couldn't do more..."

Croak looks at the kobolds as she passes by on her way to the captives. She makes sure they see her looking, so they know she'll ignore them if they ignore her.

Double move and a pointed look.

boon: 1d20 ⇒ 16

Croak leaps across the gap and scrambles along the wall, then shoots another blast of lashing vines at the kobold.

Ranged Attack: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 6 + 1 = 22
Magic Slashing Damage: 1d8 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 3 + 1 = 8

Croak wands up really good this time and makes a bunch of vines sprout from her arms and lash at the kobold!

Ranged Attack: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 6 + 1 = 14
Magic Slashing Damage: 1d6 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 4 + 1 = 9

From her perch way up high on the wall, Croak's got a good shot on the kobold, she thinks. Plus, she's safe from danger up there! So Croak waves her arms through the air and shoots another shower of flowers at the serious kobold!

Ranged Attack: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 6 + 1 = 10
Magic Slashing Damage: 1d6 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 4 + 1 = 11

Croak scurries across the top of the wall, waves her arms in a circle, and shoots a flurry of flower petals at the kobold!

Ranged Attack: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 6 + 1 = 24
Magic Slashing Damage: 1d6 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 4 + 1 = 8

Croak scrambles across the top of the wall, leaps over the gap, and clings to the other wall, then keeps scrambling along.

Double move. I'm up high on top of the wall.

Croak waves her arms around and shoots a bunch of vines at the blue kobold, lashing and squeezing it really good!

Ranged Attack: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 6 + 1 = 16
Magic Slashing Damage: 1d6 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 4 + 1 = 10

"Don't worry! We'll save you soon!" Croak tells the captives. Then she hurries over to the top of the wall and hides in the leaves, knowing more kobolds will come out soon.

Stealth: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (19) + 12 = 31

Croak sneaks over the wall and tries to free the captives!

(Are they tied up? Or can I just lead them away? What do I need to roll for you?)

Croak looks in her bag. She gasps and clutches her beloved stuffed rabbits close. "Not my prized possessions!" she whispers in shock. "They're priceless!" She holds out her sack of money. "Take my gold!"

Then she quietly sneaks around the ruins so she can be there to save the captives when the time comes.

Stealth: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (19) + 12 = 31

While she sneaks around she looks around, in case of trouble or more kobolds!

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21

Can I go to the back (west) side and climb up the wall (but stay on the outside of the wall, not go on top or anything? Only if it looks clear though. I want to be able to peek overtop and climb over it easy later? I put an arrow where I mean.

Croak approaches the southwest statue and looks at it close.

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

Then she tries to take the weapon.

Will: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 22

Croak screams at the top of her lungs, totally terrified of the cat!

By the time she stops screaming the battle's over.

"Oh..."

She giggles.

Croak~ runs to the bad kitty and shoots a bunny of wood that stabs the cat with its pointy ears!

ranged attack: wood blast: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 6 + 1 = 13
Piercing damage: 1d6 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 4 + 1 = 8

"Take that!"

Croak waves her hands in a circle and shoots a waves of razor sharp leaves at the xtabay!

Ranged Attack: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 6 + 1 = 26
Magic Slashing Damage: 1d6 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 4 + 1 = 9

Croak uses her sticky fingers to stick to the sides of the stones and cliffs and easily climb down. I have a climb speed of 20 feet.

But, wowee was it ever hot out here! "My poor skin!" she complains. "Owee, owee, owee! Hot, hot, hot!"

"Wow, thanks. I love learning new things."

Fortitude: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10

"I'm Croak! And nope! I'm not from around here. It's nice to meet you. I'm sorry about all your friends. Do you need help?"

Croak hops closer to the dog. "Bad doggy! BAD!" She waves her hands in a circle and wood flies at the dog!

Ranged Attack: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 6 + 1 = 15
Magic Slashing Damage: 1d6 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 4 + 1 = 7

Croak gives it a think. "Thanks Pinesong, but I'd rather travel at night too, I think. I don't want to dry out! My skin is very sensitive, you know."

She lets Pinesong tie the leaf hat onto her head but it slips around on her head and falls right off! She tries to wear it anyway and puts it back on every time it falls.

Croak's throat inflates in a lovely display and she lets out a traditional grippli sign of agreement with Pinesong's spot on rebuttal.

"CROAK!!!"

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21 Not counting the +6 if I'm the leader.

Croak claps her hands in glee and grins. "Oh, don't worry, Amersanus! I LOVE making friends!" She turns to the Praetor and smiles. "In fact, would YOU be my friend?" She bats her big bulging eyes at him.

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20

Croak introduces herself and smiles brightly, bounding around the room in excitement. "Oh, dear. I wonder what happened. I am SO sorry! We'll fix things, I promise!"

Croak shakes her head, "Nope! I'm not from around here. I'm from Varisia. But, I hope I get to meet the other grippli! That would be wonderful!"

She croaks loudly and her throat balloons up in excitement.

"What are they like? Oh! And does their home have a name? Oh! And are they friendly?"

Apparently she's already forgotten about poor Sharrowsmith...

Croak grins. "Sometimes she breathes fire. The smoke can be a bother, though."

"Where are you from?"

"My flying squirrel's part dragon, too! It used to be a dragon statue!" She holds up the squirrel. "See?"

Croak is a beautifully coloured grippli, with bright pink and purple skin. Her big, yellow eyes are so bright they practically glow. Her big wide mouth is always curved up in a happy smile! She wears a bright yellow tunic with a belt made of vines. She has a light flail on her belt, and a net. She wears a backpack which she’s drawn on with chalk to make look fancy (it mostly looks messy). She taps her toes while she waits, wiggles her fingers, and flicks her tongue around. She never seems to stop moving.

"Hi Pinesong! Hi Cutie Pie! How are you doing? It's nice to be on a mission with you again. I wonder if Sereia and Lomo will be here too. And I wonder what new friends we'll make! And I wonder what happened to Sharrowsmith too, of course! It's a mystery!"

She pulls out a bag of stuffed rabbits and cuddles them all. Also, from out of the bag, comes a flying squirrel covered in gold scales. It looks oddly flat with bulging eyes, almost like its been run over by a carriage a few times but just kept on living.

"What do you think happened Roadkill?"

Croak has no purchases to make right now. She already made her day job roll.

Yes, I would like to do parts 2 and 3 after if you run them. I remember last time you ran a game for me and it was fun. I am sure this one will be fun too.

I am a wood kineticist. She is not complicated. She also has a pet that's part dragon. It's a flying squirrel that looks like it was run over by a car. Her name is Roadkill.

Oh! And I also have a story in my profile you can read if you want. I like it.

Player's Name RabbitAlimiraj
Character's Name Croak~
Class and level Kineticist 2
Faction Grand Lodge
PFS # 293425-5
Regular or slow progression Regular
Day Job roll Perform Song: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

"CROAK!"

We checked it alll. Everything is right except Pinesong.

Pinesong's name is Pinesong Rippleroot and he's with the Concordance

And Croak is the only one with a day job.

Perform Song: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 22

Awesome! Thanks! I love Zig! I want to make him as a character for PFS2.

Yeah. I agree.

Croak winds up... and whaps her with the flail!

Attack: 1d20 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 1 + 1 = 12
B&P Damage: 1d6 - 1 ⇒ (2) - 1 = 1

Croak tries to whack the lady with her flail!

Attack: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
Damage: 1d6 - 1 ⇒ (3) - 1 = 2

"Hey?! Why doesn't this thing work?!" she asks as she looks at her flail. "I think it's broken!"

Croak hurries along the bar then hopes up onto it (I moved so I don't provoke). As she goes she pulls out her flail. Then she swirls it over her head and tries to whack the blue lady with it!

Attack: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 1 = 11
Bludgeoning Damage: 1d6 - 1 ⇒ (6) - 1 = 5

Croak changes targets, firing a dart at blue!

Attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23
1 damage!

"Ribbit!"

Croak tumbles into the room, up over the bar, and then behind it. She peeks her head out and fires a poisoned dart at the red guy!

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (9) + 9 = 18

Ranged Attack: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (4) + 9 = 13
1 Piercing damage and poisoned!
Debilitating Venom—injury; save Fortitude DC = 10 + 1/2 the poison darter’s level + his Wisdom modifier (DC 14); frequency 1/round for 4 rounds; effect 1d3 Dexterity damage; cure 1 save.

I was sick a long time. I am still a little sick.

Croak makes some poison and rubs it on her next dart!

"Croak!"

Croak fires her poisoned dart at the guard.

Ranged Attack: 1d20 + 7 - 4 ⇒ (19) + 7 - 4 = 22
1 piercing damage and poisoned! Fort DC 14: 1/round for 4 rounds; effect 1d3 Dexterity damage; cure 1 save.
Dexterity Damage: 1d3 ⇒ 2

"Croak..."

If Pinesong thinks its safe Croak follows and swims over to the docks by the back door.

If Pinesong doesn’t think its safe Croak heads to the front door instead.
Stealth: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22

Croak licks her eyeball and helps Pinesong tie up the woman.

"And why did you frame ZIG!" She crosses her arms angrily. "Zig is my friend and I am very angry about that!"

Croak make some more poison and smears it on another dart.