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Female Half-Orc Inquisitor 9//Fighter 9
![]() This is trouble. V tightens her grip and concentrates on dodging the creature's attacks...and attempting to bring it down as fast as possible. She calls on every ounce of her holy powers, and her weapons flicker with darkened flame.
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Female Half-Orc Inquisitor 9//Fighter 9
![]() Perception: 1d20 + 22 ⇒ (13) + 22 = 35
"Shadow Bear! Incorporeal and very very dangerous!" V thinks quickly about how best to prevent it from touching her...she calls upon the judgement of the Inheritor and readies to attack defensively. Judgement for AC and Damage, ready to attack with combat expertise, power attack. Longsword: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (9) + 14 = 23
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Female Half-Orc Inquisitor 9//Fighter 9
![]() V turns to check on the rest of her party and assures herself that her companions are alright. "I could probably use some moderate healing, if it is not too much to ask," she remarks to Argos. She drags the worm in front of her out of its burrow, and searches behind for anything of interest. She then repeats this with the other worm. Take 10 on Perception for 32 ![]()
Female Half-Orc Inquisitor 9//Fighter 9
![]() V roars at the creature before her, determined to bring it down. Her sword lights up in dark flame, and she concentrates all of her fury on the worm.
Sword 11d20 + 16 ⇒ (10) + 16 = 26, 1d8 + 19 + 2d6 ⇒ (5) + 19 + (2, 4) = 30
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Female Half-Orc Inquisitor 9//Fighter 9
![]() Knowledge (dungeoneering): 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (16) + 17 = 33 V calls out to the rest of the party, "Don't let them hit you, they'll drag you into their den!". She moves up to the second worm, hoping to draw their attention.
Sword Attack: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (16) + 18 = 34
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Female Half-Orc Inquisitor 9//Fighter 9
![]() Perception: 1d10 + 22 ⇒ (8) + 22 = 30
Longsword: 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (8) + 20 = 28
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Female Half-Orc Inquisitor 9//Fighter 9
![]() V shrugs, partially amused by the kami's actions, but also wary of its words. She takes her magical iron bar and manipulates it into a shovel. With the first few shovels of earth, it becomes clear that there is indeed an older tunnel behind the basilisk's lair. It also has a higher ceiling, giving relief to the tall members of the party. Her task complete, V rearms herself with her weapons and nods to the rest of the party. It takes about 5 minutes to clear the passage. ![]()
Female Half-Orc Inquisitor 9//Fighter 9
![]() Perception: 1d20 + 22 ⇒ (13) + 22 = 35
Surprise Round:
Shield Slam: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (17) + 14 = 31
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Female Half-Orc Inquisitor 9//Fighter 9
![]() Despite her cautious nature, V seems to relax a bit with a fellow divine servant to perform her morning rituals. She seems impressed by Argos's bearing and skill, the mien of a inspiring military leader. Since leaving his tomb, he had been pensive, and V sensed that the weight of his task, removed from time, was bearing down on him. It would take some time, she thought, but he still has his divine purpose to drive him forward. When the party comes within visual distance of the mound, V will cast heroism, ward of the faithful, perceive cues, and see invisibility. ![]()
Female Half-Orc Inquisitor 9//Fighter 9
![]() V nods in agreement with Sakura's words. "Give me but a moment to scout around. The lands here may be barren, but perhaps I can find a sheltered rise." Survival Check: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (19) + 17 = 36 Within about twenty minutes, V leads the party to a small rocky outcropping that gives some semblance of cover. ![]()
Female Half-Orc Inquisitor 9//Fighter 9
![]() V calls on her knowledge of aberrations and concentrates fire on the beast. Knowledge (dungeoneering): 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (10) + 17 = 27
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Female Half-Orc Inquisitor 9//Fighter 9
![]() "Blunt, Momir!" calls V, ignoring the fact that she herself was still using her normal longsword. Hoping to eliminate the one that she has injured, V double banes and unleashes all of her attacks. Double Bane, No combat expertise, using the blunt edge of the shield. If G1 dies, 5-ft and switch targets.
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Female Half-Orc Inquisitor 9//Fighter 9
![]() Knowledge (religion): 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (10) + 17 = 27 "Get off the ground, Sakura and Momir!" V again readies an attack to strike the undead if they come within range, invoking bane against undead and using combat expertise as she does so. Attack: 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (3) + 20 = 23, 1d8 + 13 ⇒ (7) + 13 = 20, 4d6 ⇒ (3, 5, 6, 5) = 19 ![]()
Female Half-Orc Inquisitor 9//Fighter 9
![]() V warily stares at the awoken knight, tightening her grip on her sword when he approaches. After a minute, she detects an aura of both strong good and law from Argos, at which she relaxes and sheathes her sword. She nods to Sakura, and then salutes him in the style of the crusaders, one hand over her heart. "Captain, what my companion says is true. I do not know what was supposed to trigger your awakening, but clearly it did not happen. We are now on the Fourth Mendevian Crusade...and there is no clear sign of victory." She finishes her statement with a grave edge to her voice. ![]()
Female Half-Orc Inquisitor 9//Fighter 9
![]() Attempting to take advantage of her last round of haste, V tries to haul. herself up the final five feet. She grabs the top edge of the buttress, but is unable to find purchase on the thick layer of dust. She slips, and scrambles for purchase, but loses grip and falls down to the ground. Angrily, she stands back up and glares at the top of the building. Climb Check 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15
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Female Half-Orc Inquisitor 9//Fighter 9
![]() V glances at the magazine on her crossbow and notes that there are three quarrels left. She stows the weapon back across her back, and attempts to climb up the side of the mausoleum, bracing herself against the corner.
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Female Half-Orc Inquisitor 9//Fighter 9
![]() V grunts in acknowledgement, and hustles out of the room. She moves past her companions, a determined look in her eyes. "I'm going to scale the outer wall", she says in orc as she jogs past.
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Female Half-Orc Inquisitor 9//Fighter 9
![]() Spellcraft: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (12) + 13 = 25
V grunts in disapproval as the stinking cloud fills the area. She seems barely affected by the gas, far more perturbed by losing sight of her quarry. She shouts in orc, "Can you get me up over this mess?" ![]()
Female Half-Orc Inquisitor 9//Fighter 9
![]() Not to be deterred, V steps into the room and readies again to attack the aranea. As she does so, she calls on Iomedae once more, this time for purity and destruction. 5ft move to K15, judgement for saves and damage, ready to attack on spellcasting or other action
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Female Half-Orc Inquisitor 9//Fighter 9
![]() Perception 1: 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (2) + 21 = 23
"It's an aranea!" V throws herself across the entryway, taking cover behind the closed door. She throws down her shield and sword and pulls up her crossbow from its position across her back. "You! We're not here to fight! Stop casting and let's talk about this!" V readies action to shoot the aranea if he casts a hostile spell. Readied Attack: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (19) + 18 = 37, Damage: 1d10 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8 ![]()
Female Half-Orc Inquisitor 9//Fighter 9
![]() V does a final hunt through the room, and puts her ear to the heavy doors to see if she can hear any enemies.
Detecting nothing interesting in the room nor hearing anything beyond, she readies herself to open the door and looks to her companions to make sure they are ready. ![]()
Female Half-Orc Inquisitor 9//Fighter 9
![]() Seeing their numbers greatly reduced, V stops her bane but repeats her attacks, looking at the creatures to ensure accuracy
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Female Half-Orc Inquisitor 9//Fighter 9
![]() Seeing the rush of creatures, V braces for their advance, averting her eyes behind her shield. She whispers a thanks to Iomedae when none of the creatures’ myriad attacks manage to penetrate her armor. Reaching deep inside of herself, she pulls on her wrath and unleashes it with a terrifying roar. She delivers a satisfying whirlwind of attacks, finishing by throwing one of the rasts across the room. Double bane versus fire outsiders
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Female Half-Orc Inquisitor 9//Fighter 9
![]() Her friends threatened and her shield dented, V has become very thoroughly angry. The black flames of her wrath lick down the razor sharp edges of her sword as she calls upon her goddess. ”Rasts! Their gaze is weak, but deadly in numbers!” she roars to her party, and puts all of her might behind a swing. The blow beheads the azer beside her, steaming blood spurting across the walls. Not missing a beat, she sidesteps and lays into the rast beside her, staring it right in the eye heedless of the danger. Judgement for Destruction and Justice.
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Female Half-Orc Inquisitor 9//Fighter 9
![]() Not seeing these beings as much of a threat, V unleashes a flurry of attacks on the closest azer. She grunts with the effort, feeling the intense heat off of their bodies. Sword 11d20 + 17 ⇒ (15) + 17 = 32, 1d8 + 10 ⇒ (1) + 10 = 11
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Female Half-Orc Inquisitor 9//Fighter 9
![]() "Inheritor, watch over us and guide us. Give us your strength to strike down our enemies, your glory to banish the darkness, and your protection against corruption. For the light and for the fire, I wield this blade in your name today." V finishes her prayer, and rises from bended knee. Casting heroism, ward the faithful, perceive cues, then shield of faith. She nods in agreement with Sakura when she comments about Lucas, and then puts her shoulder to the door. Muscles straining, she heaves mightily on the door...but all to no avail. The door does not budge, and she glares at it in response.
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Female Half-Orc Inquisitor 9//Fighter 9
![]() "It's probably best to burn the remains. I didn't find any jewelry or family heirlooms when we searched though, looks like they've been picked clean. We can let the diplomat know when we get back. Since we are here, should we pick someplace to explore? Or we can head south on the road to the impenetrable mausoleum or the burial mound." V begins to pile what's left of the bodies with pieces of broken wood. ![]()
Female Half-Orc Inquisitor 9//Fighter 9
![]() Take 10 on Perception (33) and Survival (30) With help from her friends, V does a long circuit around the site, slowly examining the ground and poking around the debris. After a thorough search, she frowns at the scattered dead bodies. "This attack occurred about a month ago, right before we got into town. Looks like they didn't get far. Judging by the remains, it was about two dozen men, and roughly ten ogres. Would have been a pretty formidable lot, considering they were all armed." She picks up a corroded weapon hilt to emphasize her point, and then tosses it aside. "It's hard to say, as all manner of scavengers have been through here since. But I'd hazard a guess that they were ambushed by a large pack of flying enemies...look at the way their defensive perimeter is set up, here and here. It's not the pattern you'd see with a single large beast, or with ground predators like wolves. It was a group of somethings with an acidic attack and claws...more than that I can't say." ![]()
Female Half-Orc Inquisitor 9//Fighter 9
![]() V continues her assault, striking in a flurry with her sword and shield. Feeling confident about the battle, she continues her bane on her sword attacks only. Sword 1: 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (5) + 19 = 24, 1d8 + 17 + 4d6 ⇒ (5) + 17 + (3, 5, 6, 6) = 42
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