Dame Malphane Trant's page

Level 9

HP 5 + 2 Con + 1 Favored = 8hp

BAB +1 Reflex +1 Will +1

Weapon Training (Ex)
Crossbows go to +1
Blades, Heavy got to +2

Skills
+1 Knowledge (local)
+1 Knowledge (geography)
+1 Intimidate
+1 Diplomacy
+1 Appraise

+1 Knowledge (history)
+1 Knowledge (nobility)

Feat Weapon Specialization (Longsword)

Round 2

Malphene advances to the side as the haste spell washes over the group, then attacks.

Scion's Longsword: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (11) + 18 = 29
Dmg.: 1d8 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14

Scion's Longsword: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (20) + 18 = 38
Scion's Longsword: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (1) + 18 = 19
Dmg.: 1d8 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9
If Confirmed, Dmg.: 1d8 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12

Day 1: Roll Diplomacy
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15

Day 2: Roll Disguise
Disguise: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21

Day 3: Roll Knowledge (local)
Knowledge (local): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (19) + 9 = 28

Day 4: Roll Stealth
Stealth: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11

Day 5: Roll Melee attack
+1 Longsword: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (18) + 15 = 33

PC failed Diplomacy and Stealth
Day 6: Roll Diplomacy again
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17

Day 7: Roll Stealth again
Stealth: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15

Knowledge (local): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (15) + 9 = 24
Malphene's eyes widen with surprise, matching Henrika's enthusiasm. "Ooo! The Kitharodian Academy! Oh, Trevor! What if I could learn an instrument! That would be wonderful! I could play lullabys to our children."

Round 2

Malphene takes a few moments to decide on how to best follow Trevor's plead. The lore warden readies his mithril shield and rushes to aid Henrika and Jack.

Round 1

Will save: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18

"Trevor! You can't be serious!" Malphene admonishes her fiance.

Level 8

HP Average HP (5) + 2 Con + 1 Favored = +8hp

BAB +1 Fort +1

Bonus Feat Weapon Focus (longsword)

Skills
+1 Intimidate
+1 Sense Motive
+1 Knowledge (local)
+1 Climb
+1 Knowledge (geography)

+1 Knowledge (history)
+1 Knowledge (nobility)

8th-level Ability Increase +1 Cha

Round 4

Feeling the familiar healing energies wash over her, Malphene turns around to see a blooded, but alive Trevor holding his holy symbol.

"MY LOVE! Cayden! Thank you!" The lore warden shouts, teary-eyed. Dame Trant retreats to Trevor, standing in front of him in a defensive posture.

Round 1

"Harm my fiance and I"ll kill you slow!" Malphene threatened.
Intimidate: 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (7) + 21 = 28

Round 4

Malphene crotches down and advances toward the end of the row of chairs to strike the (orange) high cultist.

+1 Longsword, bless, haste: 1d20 + 12 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 12 + 1 + 1 = 23
Dmg.: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

Round 4

Malphene screams and shakes as the lightning bolt surges through her and Jack. Then a vision of Henrika's eyes pass through the lore warden's mind, feeling herself being directed toward the (yellow) nearest cultist. The Dame doesn't question it, but follows through.

+1 Longsword, bless: 1d20 + 12 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 12 + 1 = 29
Dmg.: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

+1 Longsword, bless: 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 7 + 1 = 24
Dmg.: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

Round 4

Malphene is getting tired of this bling dwarven monk/cultist (red) constantly punching and kicking her, so the lore warden tries to put him down.

+1 Longsword, bless: 1d20 + 12 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 12 + 1 = 21
Dmg.: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

+1 Longsword, bless: 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 7 + 1 = 14
Dmg.: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11

While the blows rattle off Xallis’ barkskin, Malphene gets an elbow to the jaw and a kick to the shin.[/ooc]

Round 3

"AHH! Why you piece of..!" Malphene cursed as she returned strikes.

+1 Longsword, bless: 1d20 + 12 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 12 + 1 = 22
Dmg.: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10

+1 Longsword, bless: 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 7 + 1 = 10
Dmg.: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

Round 2

"BASTARD!" The lore warden, in one of her not-so-ladylike moments turns and attacks the (deep red) dwarven fighter.

+1 Longsword, bless: 1d20 + 12 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 12 + 1 = 21
Dmg.: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

+1 Longsword, bless: 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 7 + 1 = 26
Dmg.: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

Surprise Round

Malphene rushes toward the stage to engage the cultists. Double move

Level 7

HP 5 + 2 Con + 1 Favored = 8hp BAB +1

Swords Secret (Ex)
Maneuver Training (Ex)
The lore warden gains a brawler’s maneuver training class feature, treating her fighter level as her brawler level.

Skills
+1 Diplomacy
+1 Intimidate
+1 Knowledge (geography)
+1 Knowledge (local)
+1 Stealth

+2 Knowledge (nobility)

Feat Improved Trip

At the end of the round, the remaining bodyguards are both badly bruised and see that their employer has fallen. They throw down their weapons and raise their hands in surrender. ”We surrender. It was just a paid gig. No hard feelings. We failed at our job. There’s no point in continuing.”

This interaction is based on what Malphene's player surmised during combat. That all of Earl Merkondus's bodyguards where brawny females.

Malphene takes charge of the bodyguards and directs them to sit down against a wall unarmed. "Hands where I can see them. Alright ladies, as many of have already guessed; we decidedly went easy on you!"
The lore warden dramatically points at the (yellow) bodyguard she fought with the archon. "You! I was trying to knock you out so the celestial wouldn't tear you to shreds! Despite your clear intention on killing my fiance's coterie..I liked what I saw. You ladies handled yourself well in battle. And I understand how hard it is in Opparan society on those who don't fit a certain gender standard."

The lore warden tone softened.
"I am Dame Malphene Trant. The caydenite with the sexy eyes is my fiance, Sir Trevor Kastner. May I please know your names?"
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20

Trevor looks on puzzled by Malphene's actions.

EDIT Malphene can have this interaction at the barracks.

Round 3

Malphene roars as she's being accosted by two of the bodyguard.

"Knock..It..OFF!" The lore ward still tries to knock the (yellow) bodyguard out so she won't die by the archon's claws.

+1m Longsword, non-lethal, haste, satire: 1d20 + 11 - 4 - 2 ⇒ (10) + 11 - 4 - 2 = 15
Dmg.: 1d8 + 4 - 2 ⇒ (1) + 4 - 2 = 3

+1m Longsword, non-lethal, haste, satire: 1d20 + 11 - 4 - 2 ⇒ (8) + 11 - 4 - 2 = 13
Dmg.: 1d8 + 4 - 2 ⇒ (7) + 4 - 2 = 9

+1m Longsword, non-lethal, haste, satire: 1d20 + 6 - 4 - 2 ⇒ (5) + 6 - 4 - 2 = 5
Dmg.: 1d8 + 4 - 2 ⇒ (2) + 4 - 2 = 4

Round 2

The lore warden was going to bark a challenge to surrender to the unarmed bodyguard, but Malphene was shocked to suddenly find a hound archon clawing into the unarmed protector.

I was going to offer surrender! Not cut her down in cold blood! Malphene cried internally.

The towering Trant could only think of one option: knock the poor woman out, she will no longer be a threat.

Malphene raises her magical longsword high and brings the hilt down on the (yellow) bodyguard's head.

+1 Longsword, non-lethal: 1d20 + 11 - 4 ⇒ (19) + 11 - 4 = 26
Confirming: 1d20 + 11 - 4 ⇒ (2) + 11 - 4 = 9
Dmg.: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

Round 1

Malphene steps forward toward the nearest (yellow) bodyguard, and attempts to disarm him.

CMB + Greater Disarm: 1d20 + 9 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 9 + 4 = 28

Round 2

Malphene continues to assault the div outsider.

+1 Longsword, flanking: 1d20 + 11 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 11 + 2 = 15
Dmg.: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

+1 Longsword, flanking: 1d20 + 11 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 11 + 2 = 21
Dmg.: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

The towering Dame rests her head on Trevor's shoulder. "I want to go home and take a bath, then a nap. For a week." Malphene moped.

"I know my darling. You can do that while I tend to our Abaran friend downstairs. I likely won't get much sleep for a while, so sleep for the both of us", Trevor cooed as he gently padded his fiance's helm.

"But first I'd like you to take out your aggressions on the div or divs in the next room. Alright?" The cleric asked the lore warden.

"Yeah", Malphene mewed.

Round 1

This really has been a terrible day for Dame Malphene Trant. First slimed, then forced into despair. Now the lore warden has emptied the contents of her stomach as she desperately pulls rot grubs from her hair.

Round 5

Malphene continues the onslaught against the outsider.

+1 Longsword, flanked: 1d20 + 11 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 11 + 2 = 29
Dmg.: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

+1 Longsword, flanked: 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 6 + 2 = 12
Dmg.: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11

Round 4

Malphene, slimed and crying from despair, has made a decision; whatever is behind the corner will die. The lore warden attacks the mysterious outsider.

+1 Longswsord, flanking: 1d20 + 11 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 11 + 2 = 26
Dmg.: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

Round 3

The lore warden reaches down within herself and charges in to attack the looming barghest.

+1 Longsword: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (8) + 11 = 19
Dmg.: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

Round 2

Malphene steps out of the swarm, slimed and sobbing. The lore warden clutches the cleric's arm, crying on Trevor's shoulder. "Please don't leave me!" Dame Trant sobs.

Round 1

"Move!" The lore warden warns the investigator briskly.
Not willing to wait, Malphene tries to break the door down.

Strength check: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21

"Noo." A frowning lore warden said, her arms outstretched. "That stupid spirit it me pretty hard. I feel a little weaker."

Trevor's wand slowly and thoroughly cleans Dame Trant of the slime.

Round 2

Malphene rages with disgust as she attempts to leap out of the way of the festering spirit. Reflex DC 18: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 1 = 20

The lore warden determinedly continues to pursue the entity.

+1 Longsword: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (11) + 11 = 22
Dmg.: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9

Round 1
With resolve, Dame Trant rushes toward the undead, her magical longsword held high.

+1 Longsword: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (5) + 11 = 16
Dmg.: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10

Round 3

Malphene holds her magical longsword up to the blinded red Hired Blades neck.
"Stand still. If you move too much I might accidentally slice an artery!"
Intimidate: 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (18) + 20 = 38

Round 2

Magical longsword drawn, Dame Trant advances on the red Hired Blade and attempt to disarm him.

CMB + Improved Disarm + Greater Disarm: 1d20 + 9 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 9 + 2 + 2 = 28

Before she moves, she casts blistering invective, her voice echoing through the chamber. "Knaves!" she cries. "Whoever it is that you serve, know that our vengeance upon you will be swift and terrible, and that your feeble attempts to stop us are doomed. Feel the fire of retribution, and question your life choices! Burn and squirm!"

[Intimidate]1d20+20=40

Dame Trant had to look at the mesmerist with pride, and a slight note of fear, from Henrika's blistering tirade. The lore warden felt a strong kinship with her fellow Dame in the church!

"That's correct, Dame Karthis! These nancy-boys are going to feel the dual wraith of The God-Fisted and Tankard-Fisted! Chop their manhood away!!" Intimidate (aid): 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (9) + 20 = 29

Round 2

"I was just about to disarm her", Malphene comments, slightly disappointed. "Good thinking either way." The lore warden attacks the unarmed warpriest.

MW Longsword + bless: 1d20 + 11 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 11 + 1 = 18
Dmg.: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

Trevor wrote:

"Hey! A Gorumite! Hello! A fellow aspirant for Elysium! Aw! Why could we have met earlier! I would have loved to share a ale with you! Ask your thoughts on our destination plane! Oh Cayden! This is terrible!"

Under the diplomacy skill, “Diplomacy is generally ineffective in combat and against creatures that intend to harm you or your allies in the immediate future.” I do allow it to have an effect under certain circumstances, however while they are under the effect of confusion, I’m going to say it has no chance of working, regardless of whether it might or might not have a chance in the first place.

I had a feeling nothing would come of it. I just thought that would be something Trevor would say and do.

The lore warden charges Cardello with her longsword.
MW Longsword, CHARGE!!: 1d20 + 11 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 11 + 2 = 22
Dmg.: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Malphene shoots her beloved a knowing glance. The Kastner noble gulps with trepidation.

As the Bravos approach, Dame Trant speaks loudly and plain. "Oh. Look my dear. Here come the ..what do they call themselves again?
The Kozan Quitters?" Intimidate: 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (15) + 20 = 35

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23

"Yes. You are too kind."

When the oily-haired man leaves, Dame Trant leans forward. "I do believe our presence is making our host ill-at-ease."

Level 6

HP 5 (avg) + 2 Con = 7

BAB +1 (+6/+1) Fort +1

Bonus Feat Greater Disarm

Skill Over Strength (Ex)
At 6th level, she gains Combat Expertise as a bonus feat, even if she would not normally qualify for the feat. If she already has Combat Expertise, she instead gains any one combat feat that includes Combat Expertise as a prerequisite (and for which she otherwise qualifies).

Skills
+1 Knowledge (local)
+1 Knowledge (geography)
+1 Spellcraft
+1 Sense Motive
+1 Intimidate

Round 4

Malphene winces as thew stabbed horse runaway, nearly stepping on her. The lore warden gets off the ground, dusts herself off, and readies herself to continue the battle. Dame Trant consider less recklessness this time.

Are you asking if Malphene can retrieve her weapon? Her weapon is in her space. She can pick it up and attack with it.

Round 3, continued

Malphene grabs heer longsword and points it up at the nearby horse and tries to stick it deep into the calvary steed.

MW Longsord, bless, prone: 1d20 + 10 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (15) + 10 + 1 - 4 = 22
Dmg.: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9

Round 3 Okay. We're gonna try something crazy. Let's see if it works.

With the horse's hooves dangerous close to her head, Malphene, in her injured state, felt around the ground near her for her new longsword.

I'll continue Malphene's turn once I get the ruling from GM Peachbottom.

Round 2

DC 10 Constitution: 1d20 + 2 - 9 ⇒ (1) + 2 - 9 = -6

Dame Trant continues to bleed out.

Round 1

Malphene squints her eyes as she runs out of the sandstorm. Upon witnessing Henrika engaging the dragon, the lore warden double moves to help flank the dragon.

Round 15

Malphene, thrilled by her last attack, dedoubles her effort to end the draconic threat.

Concealment (high = good): 1d100 ⇒ 25
Godspike + bless: 1d20 + 9 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 9 + 1 = 14
Dmg.: 1d6 + 3 + 2d6 ⇒ (1) + 3 + (5, 3) = 12

Round 14

Despite the rough terrain, Malphene moves shoulder-to-shoulder with Henrika! "We survive this, you're my Maid of Honor!"

Godspike: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (20) + 9 = 29
Confirming: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (19) + 9 = 28 OH FU<K YEAH!!!
Dmg.: 1d6 + 3 + 2d6 + 1d6 + 3 + 2d6 ⇒ (4) + 3 + (3, 1) + (1) + 3 + (5, 5) = 25

Round 13

Godspike in hand, Dame Trant moves through the difficult terrain, toward the sound of draconic battle.

Double move through diffult terrain.

Round 12

Dame Malphene Trant wrote:

Malphene wrote:

Sadly, the lore warden isn't fast enough to catch the magic rapier.

Since Jaliessa is no longer a threat, Malphene can use her action to pick up the weapon, unless Trevor would rather choose not to throw it. That’s okay too.

Round 13

"I'll be alright", Trevor says, unslinging the crossbow from his back. "You are the Warrior of the two of us. Now go kill us a dragon, won't you?"

Round 12

Acrobatics (catch): 1d20 ⇒ 2

Sadly, the lore warden isn't fast enough to catch the magic rapier. But, even without a weapon, Dame Malphene Trant is dangerous. The fighter roars and lunges at Jaliessa.

Unarmed Strike: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20 Malphene does have Improved Unarmed Strike
Dmg.: 1d3 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Round 11

Reeling from the bull rush, Malphene takes Trevor's touch and attempts to regain her ground.
Climb + Touch of Good: 1d20 + 3 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 + 3 = 12

Once back on the table, Malphene counterattacks the ram.

MW Longsword + haste + bless + Touch of Good (Sp): 1d20 + 10 + 1 + 1 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 10 + 1 + 1 + 3 = 26
Dmg.: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8

MW Longsword + haste + bless + Touch of Good (Sp): 1d20 + 10 + 1 + 1 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 10 + 1 + 1 + 3 = 17
Dmg.: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4