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I'll sign your petition, Bertie.
I've lost count how many times my Bigsley's healed someone, brought down the villains, or his skills have been crucial to success.

But he doesn't get thanked. Sometimes they'll compliment me, like it's my doing, or I'm his boss or somesuch. They'll talk over his head, like he isn't there.
But he's not stupid, he hears it all, and takes it in.
I'd bet he's brighter than half the Taldans we've been lumbered with.

Two things to remember: First, this voting's open to everyone, even if you don't have a Liberty's Edge PC yet.

Campaign and roleplay on!

Entryists, Fifth Columnists, Quislings!

Great minds think (almost) alike, Darigaaz.

Only in my case, it was an orangutan.

My childhood orangutan friend says 'fey'.

No, he did. You just can't hear him.

Yes, he did speak.

No, he doesn't need to move his mouth.

No, he is not a monkey.

ARE YOU LOOKING FOR A PUNCH IN THE FACE?

Any ideas if or when material in this book will become PFS-legal?

The fey-templated summons would be perfect for a fey-themed gnome PC that was created before the option for First-World Summoner was released.

It's so he can be brought home, when he wanders off.

I tied a note round his neck, but he ate it.

That's two fishing rods so far.

From the Dept of Gnomeland Security, perhaps?

anyone EVER who plays a Kender.

This extends to Gnomes as well.

Ive never met a gnome/kender player that I can stomach (seriously Im not making that up)

oddly this does not extend to standard halflings.

<sneaks into thread>

<puts custard in Pendagast's hat>

I suspect he will need the actual document, not just a section of it quoted, to qualify for the trait, as though it were someone in the Additional Resources.

I was lucky, and had a copy of the Season 5 Guide on a different PC, as I didn't notice til after I deleted it, that Hunter's Eye appears to have been replaced...

Then again, being forced to exchange that trait, on my only PC who has it, for another, still legal trait, would not have been much of a loss....

** spoiler omitted **

I think I benefitted from the free range once, most combats taking place within the first range band.

Since I forked out for a +1 bow, would that be refundable, or swappable for another weapon, if I traded the trait and no longer had proficiency?

As long as the orders I receive still provide bullying longshanks to stab, and Bigsley has necks to snap, I'll gladly throw myself into the fray, no matter what flag is embedded in the seal, or none at all.

Let the ale flow!

Now showing at a theatre near you!

"Weekend at Bernies 3 - River Kingdoms Spring Break!"

When Tagnut the gnome, Cleaver the kobold, and Doodlebug the goblin, pranking about at the headquarters of G.O.S.H. (Guild Of Small Humanoids), accidentally drop a piano on the local Hellknight lictor, they must cover up their mistake, by ensuring he still attends the Grand Opening of the Golgotha Re-Education Facility (formerly Greasy Pete's Abbatoir).

Fun and hilarity ensues, as Bernie the Hellknight must give a speech and cut the cord at the opening ceremony, then be rescued from a skip full of pig giblets, on its way to Galt.

I like red-headed small humanoids, raiding towers, hiding from bandits, drinking in taverns, chasing kobolds, sharing cookies and long walks in the swamps...

Morbis and Giorgio,

See you started that off right, but then lost me at gnome.

Says the Bleachling.

Don't be spreading your emo-curse to my people; we have to keep ourselves positive and busy and fun and active and never ever turn down an invitation to travel and experience life and everything and everybody in it or we get bored and sick and go grey and then go mad and start the killing and the burning and the terrible terrible things that live in our heads and are always whispering to us and they never go away except when we drown them out with loud music and loud colours and wild adventures and drink and drugs and sex with whatever and whoever is available and even then its a dull ache in the backs of our minds that never really goes away.

<pant, pant>

OH, LOOK. A UKELELE!
ME WANT!

Tagnut limped along the streets of Thornkeep, the dull pain in his shoulder throbbing with every step. He had been lucky to have hitched a ride most of the way with the crusading pilgrims, but had not been proud to have lied about his final destination.
He had already been to Mendev, and had little wish to go back any time soon. These were good people, but ultimately misguided; he had seen what came from the Worldwound, and it would not be held at bay by farmers' pitchforks and prayers.
He hoped they would come to their senses before they came to harm, but was in no mood to indulge in theistic debate, with ones so convinced of their spiritual duty. Best to slip off, with the excuse of searching for medicinal herbs, let them tire of waiting, and roll on.

He had questions that required answers, and had been told that Thornkeep was the place to get them. The creature that had delivered him his almost-fatal wound had been like nothing he'd ever seen before. It had been no golem, composed of one homogenous ever-plastic lump of metal, but had been hollow, like a jewelled egg, and when the shell had been cracked, it was filled with toothed wheels of such intricate design, it was hard not to believe it was an inhabitant of Axis.
But there had been none of the lingering planar debris, that one would expect to detect around the results of a summoning, and the remains of the defeated automaton had been ethically inert.
This was a piece of equipment, not a creature, and had likely been fabricated by mortals, albeit, mortals of singular skill. Not by The Spider, of that he had little doubt, since her forte was social manipulation, not engineering. But who? Another of her crime network? How many more would he have to slay, before her taint was gone?

He had applied for leave from the Society, and they had granted it, probably glad to have him out of Absalom, in the wake of the Spider's assassination, and embarrassed by the tangled circumstances surrounding it.
He would use this time to pursue a personal enquiry, having heard that the rusted shells of clockwork soldiers had been dug up in the River Kingdoms in years past. This made it likely their creator had lived and worked here, and others had fought them and lived to tell the tale.

He would learn what he could of their construction, and be better prepared next time they met. The surviving remnants of the late Spider's operation would not be able to hide behind these amoral objects for ever, and their smuggling of innocents would be exposed to the gaze of an avenging public, if he had to work with the Decemvirate's help or not.

Ok, I'll bite: What does DEYS stand for?

ninjaed by Kard, but I'll add the link

Don't Eat Yellow Snow?

"WAKE UP, DRENG!"

<punt>

I want to carry giant, foam middle fingers into battle!

A washing line, full of women's knickers!

"No open evil acts". It feels as if there are several PFS-worthy campaigns right there.

Lies! Lies spread by longshanks, with too much time on their hands.

Any prisoners who may or may not have died, in transit to the proper authorities, are the result of unhygienic Kaer Magan 'cuisine'.

I hear their pasties are disgusting.
And not just the ones you can see during 'Miss Feathers' floor show.

Besides stressing variety:

We don't really seem to have a lot of straight-up bishounen/"pretty boy" types, it seems. I just realized that the four PCs I've had that would qualify for the term and also have avatar aliases here are using female avatars because there were no fitting male equivalents.

I feel your pain; I have to use a halfling!

The ignominy!

Oh, the Gnomanity!

A fey-themed summoner

Since my Summoner and eidolon are inspired by Clint Eastwood and Clyde*, from 'Any Which Way But Loose', I can't say I've given this idea any thought.
Brrrrrrrrr.

*with his Disable Device/UMD uberskills also inspired by the winner(?) of 'Cannonball Run 2', and 'Ken', who hit the news when I was young, for constantly breaking out of San Diego zoo.
See also the Jokaero race in Warhammer 40K, and the PC idea of an 'orangutan monkeywrencher' has been a long time brewing.

<whistles innocently>

Not with that terrible hair.

Where's my page?
I'm as awesome as any of them.
And better looking.

As one who criticised the archetype when it first came out, that does go some way to rebalancing the abilities.
Whether it would be enough to make me play one, I'd have to think.
There are certainly times when the ability to bring out an extra creature as a standard action would be an encounter changer, and when both can stick around simultaneously for several minutes, it could set up some synergistic effects.
I was already past the point at which I could have taken the archetype for PFS play, so there's no retconning planned.
I'll continue to play the character as I always did, claiming my creatures are from the First World, where not explicitly from the Upper/Lower planes.

What I would like to have seen would be a method of adding the Nature's Ally spells to the existing list. They are less powerful than the equivalent Summon Monster choices, so would be an option mostly picked by players who wanted variety, or flavor, rather than power.

Makes sense. I haven't followed the transformation of Gnomes into the Golarion Fey type myself. Playing the Elf / Half Elf against stereotype could work but I can see your point.

The rebranding of gnomes, into "fey, trapped in a world they find so mundane it is killing them" was their selling point for me.

Not fond of all the art (hence, why I use a halfling avatar and miniature), as I never liked the Dragonlance 'tinker' angle.
A technophiliac look clashes (for me) with the idea of a race from "The Realm of Nature, Cranked up to 9000!".
I'd rather see art that reminds me of Arthur Ransome, Brian Froud, Tony diTerlizzi, Russ Nicholson, et al.
Wild, feral, dangerous nature-spirits, prisoned in flesh, with blood and mud under their fingernails, as likely to help a poor deserving farmer, as to gut disrespectful 'invaders'. Dangerous and unpredictable, like the Dark Sun halflings.

I think if you want to run 'clockwork' gnomes, they should be in a setting that's made for it, like Zobeck.
But the tinkers are still a vast improvement on the 'lawn-jockey' cliches we had to deal with for decades.

"Gnomes. Not quite a dwarf. But not quite a halfling, either."

I'm waiting for the update "I am no longer allowed to appraise male party members to see what their going street rate would be."

You couldn't afford me, darling.

Though for cute, red-headed halflings, I may be tempted to say 'the first one is always free.'.

I am no longer allowed to spend two hours planning an 'Oceans Eleven' style infiltration, until after we've checked if the staff have left the back door open.

Don't pass this up, just because "I'm only ever a player".

Documents like this are valuable, for showing players just how much prep goes into running a game.

If players could be encouraged to consider what a GM already needs to prep, and to bring, they'd make more effort to ensure their own PC can be run smoothly.

There's lots of ways that players can help ease the load;

• Bring some figures of your own, for your PC, mount/companion, and any summoned creatures you intend to use. Flat tokens take up very little space, and save last minute rummaging, and confusing everyone with proxies.
  
• Bring some spare dice and figures for any new players dropping in at short notice. Especially if you own the PF iconics.
  
• Spell area templates. Make sure you know which of your spells are centred on caster, which on corners of a square. Which are burst, which are spread, etc.
  
• Offer to track initiative, especially for those 'remains in play' spell effects.
  
• Print a few published or homebrew 'buff trackers', so players know what they have running, what stacks and what doesn't. Very useful when a dispel goes off, and we need to know who cast what, was it low caster level off a scroll, etc.
  
• Table tents to remind of effects in play; bless, inspire, etc (why is haste so hard to remember?).

My last three PCs have all had toughness or will have taken it: dwarf fighter, elf lorewarden/rogue and the GM baby summoner I'm working on.

Hmm. I don't think you actually summon babies.

What you need, is a Mummy Pathfinder, and a Daddy Pathfinder. And then they....hey, tell you what, why don't you go ask your Venture Captain?

I know at least one halfling who thinks he's a goblin and is probably (OOC) going to take #16 to help with the disguise.

Given the lack of gnome art and miniatures, I've been using a halfling avatar and mini for this PC, so #16 is tempting.

I hope to be chugging it down, in concert with others, so as to pick the effect. I assume everyone can pick their own effect, so I don't have to go with the consensus of the meatshields?

The bonus to pass myself off as another race could be useful, since the lack of good gnomish art means I've had to settle for a halfling avatar and mini...

I think you got the wrong room, mate.

The servants' quarters are down the hall. Past the broom cupboard, under the stairs.
Ask them to send more potato salad.

To the good Lady Jaleel; I believe we are all of us in this room rightly fired up, to "make an example" of a slaver, wherever we may find them.
And it's understandable you are upset, when instead, you merely find yourself tasked to silence a gossip.

But what if the target is both?
I can't recall ever being conflicted, over my orders. Maybe I've been fortunate, and I've never been asked to act purely as the Major's nanny?
Or maybe, when I see who is standing in my way, I consider them such a gigantic festering turd, in all other aspects of their behaviour, that it's a blessing and a joy to help them have a fatal accident?

I'm not going to let some peripheral embarrassment prevent me from acting against our most apparent and urgent enemies.
But I would be very unhappy if it were ever the only reason for action.
That would be a waste of our talents, it endangers us, for no better reason than some humans consider themselves above the other animals and their base desires.

Cayden Cailean, give me the strength to not loose faith in democracy..." he hmmms for a moment, unscrews the top of his holy symbol and takes a few sips. "This will take considerable prayer...."

May I join you in your worship, there?

<pulls out a carved, grinning jug>

"When I’m asked to do what’s right,
There’s no need to be afright.
The holy spirit helps me in my task.

Courageous Cayden comforts me,
For his head comes off, you see.
He’s hollow and I use him as a flask."

What quaint ideas these longshanks have, about who can put what bits of themselves in other bits of other people!

You know, if you didn't have such ludicrous hang-ups, there'd be no way for others to hold them over your head.

It's like being constipated. The longer you hold it in, the worse it smells, when you really have to go.

Dave, please ensure this year I get to pester Snorter in at least 2 sessions (depending on tier, of course :-)

I booked my places last night. Apart from the 'Goblins!' slot (which is run with pregens), every other event puts everyone into a large pool, from which they'll presumably select tables based on the declared PC levels.

I wasn't sure if the chronicle from the Goblin game would be applicable to any PC, like last year, so one of my games I may go in as level 6 instead of 5, but I've picked slots that allow for that levelling up.

I think you'll be a level or two behind my primary PC, in each slot, so we won't meet, unless I change my mind and run my grandfathered Season 0 Rogue PC.
I'd rather keep him in reserve in case of accidental death, and because part of the reason for playing PFS for me is to test newer material in a non-home setting.
Though, given the fact that he's blown up or burnt down most of the places he's sent, a dalliance with Alchemist may be in order?

Time to get on with some more ape-related shenanigans.

We never found that escaped girallon, did we, Dazylar?
It's probably still out there, biding its time to STRIKE!

Not the book version [of Conan]. Which is ironic because the book version would be VERY much a pathfinder , sneaking into places and getting out with the relic.

"You want us to pick up a huge bowl, from the temple of Ibis?"

"Sure thing! What could possibly go wrong?"

I had Eva Widermann draw Aquila Audax, my Eagle Shaman.

Greetings, brother citizen of our much-envied republic!

I believe we patronise the same vendor!
I had this done for my wonderful mother, to let her know I was safe, despite the recklessness of certain Venture-Captains.

Hi all,

the other day I had a pathfinder society experience where I wanted to walk away from the table - the DM in my view as a DM, wanted to 'teach the players a lesson' and Allowed the module to essentially be failed - (I checked the mod afterwards and the requisite skill checks had actually been met, the DM had 'adjusted them' and decided that one player had been too boisterous, and as such deserved 'to be shown that he has to have humility'.)

Holy crap, I'm glad that's not the universal GMing style, or I'd never succeed in any missions at all!

Dotting this thread, with an example Summoner of my own.

Huzzah for the gnomes!
Sticking it to The Man!

TALL LEGS BAD!
SHORT LEGS GOOD!
TALL LEGS BAD!
SHORT LEGS GOOD!
TALL LEGS BAD!
SHORT LEGS GOOD!
TALL LEGS BAD!
SHORT LEGS GOOD!

OOOOOOOOoooooh yeahhhhhhhh!
I'm getting a plastic me!

Happy Christmas, EVERYONE!

£8,472.00!

OOOOOOHHHHH, YEEEEESSSSSS!
I CAN TASTE IT!

£12,329.00!

COME ON!

Come on, everyone, only another £20,076.00, and I get a plastic version of the metal figure I've been using for PF Society since Season 1!

I can convert him to sit on a mount, or just use him as a spare, for when I don't want to risk my paintjob.

If I don't have to worry about my mini overbalancing, or chipping, it frees me up to be climbing, levitating, flying all over the scenario, and I can give the GMs even more headaches than I already am!

Aaaaaaand... there goes another stretch goal. Next up: four more minis, these ones halflings/gnomes. All we need is another $180,000. I figure... by the time I wake up in the morning. <Grin>

BWAHAHAHAHAHA!

SAVE THE BEST FOR LAST!
IMMORTALISED IN PLASTIC FOR EEEVVVVEEEEEERRRRRRR!!!!

EAT IT, YOU LANKY STREAKS OF LOSERDOM!

TALL LEGS BAD!
SHORT LEGS GOOD!
TALL LEGS BAD!
SHORT LEGS GOOD!
TALL LEGS BAD!
SHORT LEGS GOOD!
TALL LEGS BAD!
SHORT LEGS GOOD!

I haven't run or played in the encounter with Xanesha, but I have run some adventures by the same author, published in non Paizo stuff. I remember a 1st level adventure he wrote that had a CR 5 scythe wielding wood golem that needed to be dealt with. Obviously that could have been a TPK but I've run it three times with only one PC death occurring. The reason that adventure worked was because it did a good job of setting the mood and conveying that this was something that couldn't be overcome without doing something clever to get the upper hand.

Ooh, I playtested that. And, yes, the fighter did get dropped, and yes, we did have to use methods other than 'run up and hit it'.