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Darksid'Ious is happy to have been able to give pain to his enemies and allies and show them the power of Zon-Kuthon.

Thanks a lot GM and enjoy Christmas :)

Darksid'Ious changes the tune of his declamation to help his comrade dealing with Lady Qualstair.

gives +2 to Heal

Darksid'Ious starts declaming to help his comrades in the fight.

In the greenest of our valleys
By good angels tenanted,
Once a fair and stately palace-
Radiant palace- reared its head.
In the monarch Thought's dominion-
It stood there!
Never seraph spread a pinion
Over fabric half so fair!
Banners yellow, glorious, golden,
On its roof did float and flow,
(This- all this- was in the olden
Time long ago,)
And every gentle air that dallied,
In that sweet day,
Along the ramparts plumed and pallid,
A winged odor went away. *
* from E.A. Poe, The Haunted Palace

Inspire Courage: +2 competence bonus to attack and damages, +2 moral bonus to will save against charm and fear

Looking at Goldtooth he says Stay there and you may live

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 14 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 14 + 2 = 24

What or Who these men fear to be that desperate?

Reflex DC15: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 8 + 2 = 28

Darksid'Ious avoids most of the damages, and draws his whip to stop Goldtooth from escaping her just punishment.

He uses his weapon and its superior reach to make the woman falls from her climb.

Trip (with whip): 1d20 + 8 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 8 + 2 + 2 = 26

Someone tries to help the dying woman!

Fortitude: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20

Darksid'Ious resists the poison, used to the Pain and the strange substances he was used to eat when in Pangolai.

Darksid'Ious runs toward Goldtooth!

Run

Talent!

Says in a smile the pale half-elf

Darksid’Ious runs toward Zeeva and the Lady next to her while shooting.

Don’t eat Milady, it is poisoned.

Dark omen has come to this place people, we are the agents of change and you need to let us pass to change destiny!

Says Darksid'Ious with a dark gloom in his voice.

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 14 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 14 + 2 = 28

Yep, same here

I agree, but quick! Something could happening right now.

Says Darksid'Ious, waiting for Miriel

Bluff: 1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 7 + 2 = 11
5* reroll: 1d20 + 7 + 2 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 7 + 2 + 5 = 31

Friend! Stop being stupid we are clearly on your side, the longer you stop me, the longer your God’s vision will take place. Let us go and we will follows your God warning.

Same here

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 14 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 14 + 2 = 23

My dear doom prophet. Again, don't try to stop us as you will not fulfill your god duty. You can stop only one of us, but one is not enough. I'm sure your god send you to prevent the disaster that will occur if we don't intervene and that if this disaster happened it will delay the End.
If he had really wanted to stop us, do you really think He will sent you alone here?

Darksid'Ious takes a 5ft. step back, casts Heroism on himself and draws a wand before saying

You misread your own divination! The End is not near, only simple destruction and chaos. It's merely a ripple in the End of Time...

Pain is what flood Life. Life is blood. Giving my blood is painful and thus, flooding me with Life. It a small price to pay to have a glimpse of the future.

He turns to Miriel and adds The only god I worship is Zon-Kuthon, but I acknowledge the power of others. And as long as Groetus is bind by Pharasma, is power is limited and when He will be free, the world will End, so It doesn’t matter anyway.

Know. religion: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16

Yes, of course! Pain is the right way to get to the Truth!

Says Darksid'Ious who moves next the cleric of Groteus and gives willingly his blood.

Darksid'iOus thanks Maximos Thank you Maestro. As we says in my country 'Merde' for your play.

Once outside, he agrees to Yangrit's grunts. I agree, lets go back to the market. I don't know why this Goldtooth wants but its clearly linked to the Greenmarket.

If you know something better help us. This woman is already responsible for the death of a young boy and the wounds of a women. Her actions if not reprehensible are causing many problems. By helping us you will helping your own community.

auto-aid in Diplomacy

Darksid'Ious smiles and adds after Yangrit Yes, a varisian woman, may be she presents herself not as Goldtooth, but my friend's description is accurate. Varisian, not young, half-elf, black hair and rotting teeth. Have you seen her?

Pain and suffering. says tragically Darksid’Ious before adding I’m sure that with these two elements you will be able to give life to your interpretations. In Pangolai the groups who performs are quite good to express their emotions.

@Yangrit don't forget your flank bonus to attack !

Darksid'Ious reacts quickly and strikes the creature as it tries to flee!

AoO (IC, PA, Flank): 1d20 + 9 + 2 - 1 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 9 + 2 - 1 + 2 = 21
Damages, (IC, PA, AS): 1d6 + 1 + 2 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 1 + 2 + 2 + 2 = 12

Darksid'Ious continues to provide inspiration to his comrade by declaiming

O, lady bright! can it be right-
This window open to the night?
The wanton airs, from the tree-top,
Laughingly through the lattice drop-
The bodiless airs, a wizard rout,
Flit through thy chamber in and out,
And wave the curtain canopy
So fitfully- so fearfully-
Above the closed and fringed lid
'Neath which thy slumb'ring soul lies hid,
That, o'er the floor and down the wall,
Like ghosts the shadows rise and fall!
Oh, lady dear, hast thou no fear?
Why and what art thou dreaming here?
Sure thou art come O'er far-off seas,
A wonder to these garden trees!
Strange is thy pallor! strange thy dress,
Strange, above all, thy length of tress,
And this all solemn silentness! *
*from Edgar Alan Poe

Inspire Courage: +2 competence bonus to attack and damages, +2 moral bonus to will save against fear and charm effect

He says to his comrades Save the performers! before taking a step towards the creature Miriel is fighting and after powering his weapon with raw arcane energy Swift action: Arcane Strike, strikes the beast.

Cold Iron Rapier, PA, IC, flank: 1d20 + 9 - 1 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 9 - 1 + 2 + 2 = 20
Damages (magical), PA, IC,AS : 1d6 + 1 + 2 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 1 + 2 + 2 + 2 = 12

special Attack?

Know. arcana (take 10): 10 + 6 = 16

Darksidious seeing the creatures, starts composing and drops his whip to draw his rapier, empowering it with raw arcane energy.

–At midnight, in the month of June,
I stand beneath the mystic moon.
An opiate vapor, dewy, dim,
Exhales from out her golden rim,
And, softly dripping, drop by drop,
Upon the quiet mountain top,
Steals drowsily and musically
Into the universal valley.
The rosemary nods upon the grave;
The lily lolls upon the wave;
Wrapping the fog about its breast,
The ruin molders into rest;
Looking like Lethe, see! the lake
A conscious slumber seems to take,
And would not, for the world, awake.
All Beauty sleeps!- and lo! where lies
Irene, with her Destinies! *
* from Edgar Allan Poe

Inspire Courage: +2 competence bonus to attack and damages, +2 moral bonus to will save against fear and charm effect

Keep the Pain, it will help you get better. Says Darksid'Ious to the wounded man before approaching.
Calling for the magic of hi wand to heal the man's wounds, he pauses his hand on where he was wounded.
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

As for your offer, It's quite generous but I'm not a professional comedian like yourself. I know how to do poetry and rhymes but nothing about acting.

Turning back to the man who 'greet' them he says We're looking for an old varisian women. She made a card drawing to a friend of us and something strange came up.
May be you have seen her? and Darksid'Ious describes the women.

Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (16) + 9 = 25

Darksid'Ious claps his hands at the rehearsal Well done! That's quite a feat you've done with the fighting.

When seeing that their arrival have make the actor hurt themself, he adds Sorry for the disruption, but if I may say, Pain is a stronger emotion and it will add to your play.
Nevertheless I can heal your friend, free of charge, to make for the disruption.
As for our presence here, we were warn by someone that something will happen here. As the prediction has been true for the next previous two stops we've made we fear that it will be proved right here also.
Let us look around and be sure that nothing's wrong.

Diplomacy : 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (10) + 14 = 24

Pain and Sadness are the true reward of the worthy.
Says Darksid’Ious in a smile.
As he heard the sounds of a fight he adds lets hurry!

He quickly moves behind the curtains.

Darksid'Ious moves forward, opening the door to the backstage, looking for any sign of danger.

Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23

Each time we got to a place, something happened. I prefer to be safe than sorry.

He says to Graff, drawing his whip.

Linguistic: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16

Looking at the flyers Darksid'Ious says These are forgeries... I don't know why she has done that but clearly the intense is not for the well being of the Market.

Turning to the man he says Better to throw away these flyers.

He follows his comrades to the Kendall Amphitheater.

Is something wrong here? asks for himself Darksid'Ious as he's looking around.

Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (5) + 9 = 14

Strange, but why not... Darksid'Ious says nothing but doesn't disagree either about taking care of the young Pseudodragon.

Lets continue our quest comrades! This was only the second place we had to visit.

Sensing that the creature is only toying with them, Darksid'Ious change the tune of his representation to help his comrades taming the hippogriff.

Banners yellow, glorious, golden,
On its roof did float and flow
(This—all this—was in the olden
Time long ago)
And every gentle air that dallied,
In that sweet day,
Along the ramparts plumed and pallid,
A wingèd odor went away.*
* poem by Edgar Alan Poe

Inspire Competence: +2 competence bonus on Handle Animal Check or to any skill relevant to calm this creature.

Then says in "Draconic" We are here to make the culprit answer to his crimes.
My comrade Yangritt has the culprit well in hand, ready to submit to your justice.

no weapon in hands

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (2) + 14 = 16

I agree. Lets try to take this creature alive!

Know. Arcana: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16 Alignement, Special attack ?

It's a young hippogriff!

Says Darksid'Ious in a melodious tone, before starting to inspire his companions.

In the greenest of our valleys
By good angels tenanted,
Once a fair and stately palace—
Radiant palace—reared its head.
In the monarch Thought’s dominion,
It stood there!
Never seraph spread a pinion
Over fabric half so fair! *
* poem by Edgar Alan Poe

Inspire Courage: +2 competence bonus to attack and damages, +2 moral bonus to will save against charm and fear effect

Darksid'Ious, the eggs in his hands, climbs up to see the Pseudodragons.

Once where they live, he calls in a strange voice, that everyone can understand thanks to Tongues Dear, inhabitants of this place, we've found some of your missing eggs and the culprit behind their disparition.
Please, feel free to determine his punition and please, forgive the owner of this fine establishment who wasn't aware of the felony of one of his guest.

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (10) + 14 = 24

Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23
Know. local: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23

As he looks for the eggs, Darksid'Ious tries to remember some law about the consumption of the eggs of sentient creatures.

Thanks for letting us know GM.

Hope that things will get better for you!

Good talk Miriel. Says a serious Darksid'Ious who adds
I agree that all must be made by Law. What you have good sir could be view as murder, so lets keep our cool and see how this can be solved for the sake of all the parties involved here.

auto-aid in diplomacy

I will be glad to help you calm these creatures.
I agree that using their eggs to cook, without any authorization, is quite a breach of etiquette and must be deal later.

Says Darksid’ious more upset about the fact that someone break the rules than the death of a sentient being.

Know. Arcana (take 10): 10 + 6 = 16

This was a pseudodragon's egg... no wonder why they're angry! says Darksid'Ious

I don't speak that language, but I can cast a spell that will allow me to do so!

Says the half-elf who casts immediately the spell tongues on himself.

I agree! That's cool :)

Know. arcana/local: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20

Look, these creature are pseudodragons, for which this inn has become famous. If something's wrong with them, we need to go upstairs, in the inn's tower where they live.

Says Darksid'Ious

I agree. Lets go to this place.

Adds Darksid'Ious

Darksid'Ious will console the bereaved.

Accept our apologies and my sincere condolences for the deceased. But as my faith tell me, rejoice of the Pain, to enjoy the Life. Embrace the loss to rejoice on what you have.

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (18) + 14 = 32

Seeing Hannar catching one of the last piece floating around, Darksid'Ious jumps down to help his comrades downstairs.

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (8) + 11 = 19

Once next to his comrades, he helps Miriel organizing the people excavating.

You here, and you there. Help Yangrit excavating this bloc and you, move there to help Graff

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (18) + 14 = 32