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"Yes. And let's hurry, I don't want to waste this potion."

"Thanks." Darren said, continuing his vigil. Ready to approach the enemy wherever they stop after showing up.

Darren will fly 10 feet straight into the air and ready an action to approach the Witchfire when it appears.

Darren will sigh, shake his head, and retrieve and drink his Potion of Fly.

Move to pull and a standard to drink.

Darren moves to just north of Suussmaar and readies an action to attack anything hostile that approaches him.

Darren looked into the room before moving to join Suussmaar, taking the stairs.

30 foot move speed, double move, I think I'm where the token landed but not 100% sure.

Darren enters directly behind Suussmaar, keeping an eye out for more mundane interests.

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18

"And Darren. I'm the, ah, big three armed guy." Darren says, trying to be diplomatic.

Diplo aid: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (4) - 2 = 2

"Well, we could." Darren admitted. "There's a chance that guy's the reason why everyone thinks this place is haunted, other than the mist thing, and if he's been squatting here then guy's response was a reasonable one. We could go for round two if no one's willing to try talking to it. But that's just my two coppers. Point me where you want me to go, and that's where I'll go."

"In all my experience, I've learned to go by the spellcaster's schedule. Are you guys still good? I can swing my hammer all day, so I'm not worried about that. If we decide to go back outside, I'll drink my flying potion. If we go upstairs, I'll lead the way."

"Most fortunate. Do we want to try again? I'll drink my potion of Flying before going out this time. Or we can explore the rest of the manor. I'm not picky." Darren will say, handing off his wand for healing after waiting patiently. The trigger word for his is simply "heal," because then he wouldn't forget it.

CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

Leaves Darren at 2 hit points from full and uses 8 charges.

Darren reaches out and closes the door. "Getting Dhastrach back on his feet takes priority before we deal with them, I feel." He pulled out his Wand of Cure Light Wounds and offered it to whoever would take it.

Darren will give up on holding the door open and attempt to drag Dhastrach's Mostly Dead body through the door. Unfortunately, he would not be able to heal him, nor did he have any chocolate coated pills to try. He dropped his hammer to do so.

Drag: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (2) + 13 = 15 Vs helpless, prone, etc.

"C'mon, no reason to fight them on their turf!" Darren says, readying an action to close the door once everyone is through.

Darren will move into the hallway to safety and peek back out towards the balcony. "This is the last known safe place, everyone!"

AoO.

Earthbreaker: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (18) + 15 = 33
Damage: 2d6 + 20 ⇒ (2, 6) + 20 = 28

Darren grits his teeth at the damage taken, but watches the Wayang fly off. "I recommend that we head back inside before the fire thing can see us again. More advantageous for us."

Following his own advice, Darren will double move towards the inside of the house, going slow due to the difficult terrain.

Darren will move to wherever the creature popped out of invisibility. "I'm glad I didn't waste that potion," he said before swinging his hammer down on whatever it was.

Earthbreaker w/Mutagen: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (14) + 15 = 29
Damage: 2d6 + 20 ⇒ (1, 5) + 20 = 26

Darren moves into the room, looking for an enemy until he realizes that the enemy is flying.

Assuming the info from the knowledge check is passed on.

Darren pulls out a potion of Fly, as he has no means of magical ranged attacks. He adds it to the list.

Darren looked at Garduk to the autopsy, then shrugged. "Yeah, I don't quite care for waiting, either. I'll try to stay in step, Dhastrach."

The man will go with Garduk, keeping an eye out.

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 = 17

Darren looks around after Suussmaar shouts. "Iunno, s'just a bit creepy."

As Dhastrach moves, Darren moves with him. "As good a place to start as any. Want me to open that, Dhastrach, just in case?" He asks.

If Dhastrach doesn't mind, and if the rest agree, Darren will open the door.

Darren will follow after Suussmaar, not letting him get too far ahead of the group. Keeping Dhastrach inside the area he spoke up took precedence, however.

As he walks, he pulls out his Klar to hold beside his Earthbreaker, ready for any threats that might pop up like the last one.

Darren can offer his own CLW wand so you can keep those charges, Dhastrach.

"Thank you, it's appreciated." Darren says to his friend while watching his wounds heal up. Turning to face Suussmaar, he shook his head. "Do you need any help climbing?" He asked the dwarf, not sure if it was going to be something the man would take offense to.

Whether he needs help or not, Darren will climb up after Suussmaar.

Climb: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 8 + 2 = 12

What was it that made Darren staggered?

Will: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 5 = 22

Darren grits his teeth as he backs out of the mist (five foot step). "Sorry, Dhastrach!" Not quite feeling himself, he swung his hammer anyway.

+1 Earthbreaker: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (9) + 13 = 22
Damage: 2d6 + 18 ⇒ (4, 2) + 18 = 24

Darren shakes his head as he pulls his Earthbreaker from his back. It had... some physical form at least, and that was enough for him to be able to hit it.

Winding up, he attempted to swing at the mist enveloping him. It certainly wouldn't be the strangest thing he's attacked in the Pathfinder Society.

Always Power Attack unless stated otherwise.

+1 Earthbreaker: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (5) + 13 = 18
Magic, Bludgeoning: 2d6 + 18 ⇒ (5, 4) + 18 = 27

Move to draw, Standard to swing.

Will: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25
Reflex: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 19 Half damage, then Darren and Dhastrach both take 3 damage due to Shield Other.

"What is this thing?" Darren yells out.

Delay. Darren will come out of delay after someone tells him about the monster or right before its initiative, whatever comes first.

Darren has already drank his mutagen, so he's simply ready for combat.

Darren stays within the range of Dhastrach, but doesn't want to let anyone not scouting get too far ahead. He sticks near Suussmaar.

Initiative: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24

"Sleeping in the inn is fine," Darren says in response to those who voiced complaints against sleeping close to the mansion.

Once the group arrive at the manor, he nods at Dhastrach's words. "Forty feet. I appreciate the help, and I'll try not to run off."

After drinking his Strength Mutagen, Darren does tentatively approach the manor, giving Dhastrach an easy pace to keep up. His eyes glance around the grounds looking for any footprints not belonging to the group, as well as anything out of the ordinary at the ordinary haunted mansion.

Survival: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (8) + 10 = 18
Perception: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 1 = 10

"Won't be the first time any of us slept on the ground," Darren said slowly. "But inside is still better. Thanks for checking all your notes on that."

Darren mulled over what was said, leaning back in his chair and staring at the ceiling. "I'm with Carrick. Outside for the night, then see what we can dig up in the morning, as long as there's no fog. If there are any traces of the Way of the Kirin, that mansion is our best bet."

Apologies for the inattentiveness. Holidays. But to all a Happy New Year! As a front liner Darren wouldn't mind the ring, Dhastrach. But if anyone is less solid than he is, feel free to say something and he'd give it up with no worries. Also, Darren does not speak Minkai. I see it's not on his profile, but I'll add it now. He speaks Common, Shoanti, and Draconic.

On the boat, Darren seems reserved. He stays as near the center of the ship as he can, facing one direction, and busying himself cleaning his weapon and armor. It's with a different determination than he did in the Venture Captain's office. Never a bluffing man, it becomes clear to anyone spending any time with him that he's trying not to get seasick. Maintaining his gear, barely sleeping, and assuring everyone that he's fine seems to be his way to keep himself from sicking up.

Once he has his feet planted firmly on the ground, Darren is right as rain. He listens to Dhastrach's words and nods. "I don't speak the language, but finding lodging sounds like a fine idea. Likely find some individuals who would be the sort to go near the mansion when they were younger. They'd have a different line of information than those who studied, but if we're going to stop for the night, we might as well work towards our goal."

As the group finds out how small the town was, Darren will cover his right side with his cloak. They already had enough to talk about with a group of heavily armed foreigners coming to their sleepy home, don't want to scare them yet with a three armed man amongst them.

"Darren Lars," came a suitably gravel-filled voice from the robust, scarred man sitting by the door.. "And like Carrick, I also met you in Tian Xia. Goka, to be exact. Been a while."

Darren is a large, tanned man in shining armor. Scars lined his skin where you could see, worn with pride and accentuated with tattoos. Across his lap was an impeccably made Earthbreaker, the only imperfections being stains from repeated use and late cleanings. One of his hands held the hammer's haft while his other two shined the head to the point where light shined off of it.

Sure enough, as you look twice, you notice that the man had two right arms. One at the shoulder like a normal person, one one about six inches below that one. It didn't seem to bother him, and he didn't seem bothered by anyone staring.

Possible Knowledge Nobility on the "wealthy and powerful woman."
K. Nobility: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (4) + 11 = 15

"Manifestations. Hauntings," Darren repeated with a scowl. "What do the locals say about what's going on in the house? Legends, or things seen from a distance."

"Okay." Darren looked to the casters, not remembering who received the wand. "So let's fix it."

Darren thanked science for his mutagen, knowing full well that he would have been hit by this creature without it. Knowing that, he went all in with a flurry of hard swings.

twf PA Earthbreaker+haste: 1d20 + 13 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 13 + 1 = 32
Damage: 2d6 + 21 ⇒ (3, 5) + 21 = 29

twf PA Klar+haste: 1d20 + 13 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 13 + 1 = 21
Damage: 1d6 + 17 ⇒ (6) + 17 = 23

twf PA Earthbreaker+haste-iterative: 1d20 + 13 + 1 - 5 ⇒ (6) + 13 + 1 - 5 = 15
Damage: 2d6 + 21 ⇒ (4, 6) + 21 = 31

twf PA Klar+haste-iterative: 1d20 + 13 + 1 - 5 ⇒ (8) + 13 + 1 - 5 = 17
Damage: 1d6 + 17 ⇒ (2) + 17 = 19

(Haste attack) twf PA Earthbreaker+haste: 1d20 + 13 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 13 + 1 = 31
Damage: 2d6 + 21 ⇒ (3, 4) + 21 = 28

Was the one in front of Darren already slain? I thought it was but it's still on the map. If it's dead dead, Darren will double move (120 ft with Haste) towards the barricade.

Darren took a deep breath, a five foot step to flank with Rogar, and just started swinging.

Twf PA Earthbreaker with flank: 1d20 + 13 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 13 + 2 = 29
Damage: 2d6 + 20 ⇒ (5, 3) + 20 = 28

twf PA Klar: 1d20 + 13 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 13 + 2 = 27
Damage: 1d6 + 17 ⇒ (2) + 17 = 19

Twf PA Earthbreaker with flank: 1d20 + 13 + 2 - 5 ⇒ (4) + 13 + 2 - 5 = 14
Damage: 2d6 + 20 ⇒ (2, 1) + 20 = 23

twf PA Klar: 1d20 + 13 + 2 - 5 ⇒ (8) + 13 + 2 - 5 = 18
Damage: 1d6 + 17 ⇒ (6) + 17 = 23

Darren drinks the mutagen he pulled last turn, immediately bulking up with muscle. "COME ON!" He yelled at the creatures ignoring them and moved forward, putting his third arm on his Earthbreaker.

Standard to drink the strength mutagen (+4 str, +2 nat armor, -2 Int), move action to move closer to the threats

Darren immediately perks up when he hears the threat of danger and starts moving. During his move, he pulls out both his Earthbreaker and his Klar, surveying the situation. Upon stopping, he pulls out his vial of Str mutagen.

Move action to move 30 feet and pull out his weapons, second move action to pull out his mutagen with his third arm.

Darren gets off of the sled and crosses his arms. Present, but letting those clearly better at talking do their job.

Darren, on the other hand, takes the time to pet all of the dogs before choosing a sled to sit in. Muttered grunts of "good puppies" could be heard from him to each dog.

"This doesn't feel like playing!" Darren shouted angrily as he stood up on the water thanks to his comrade's spell and shakily ran towards shore.

Darren watches as Tusk walks out of the canoe and shakes his head. "I'm moving on!"

Darren continues towards the shore.

Darren double times it with his paddles. Playing with a whale that wanted to slam into boats was not his idea of a good time.

"... Let's make haste to the shore." Darren sighed as he began rowing the canoe at full speed towards land.

Darren stares down at the canoes. He looks like he's about to say something about more boats but instead carefully gets into a canoe with Tusk.

"I think I'm done with boats for a while, captain, but well done." Darren shows his gratitude and waits for the canoes without any further words.

Darren also does as he is told.

[B]"I'll also admit I have no knowledge of ships and their ability to weather storms. If you need muscle, however, I'll help." Darren says briskly.

Darren will take his time reading over alchemy notes and maintaining his equipment. As someone who is not very social, he won't be leaving his room much. The first few times he takes watch he'll wear his armor, but after that he'll just take the equipment he's maintaining.

"Get help from the Erutaki, find Svala, slay undead, and help uncover the secrets she found. Sounds easy enough. I'll leave the negotiations upon reaching Whitefang to the lot of you." Although gruff, Darren reaches down and gives Mahki as much attention as the dog would like.

Darren is up to speed on his profile!

A short haired Shoanti man sits near the fire. Clad in shining, well-polished armor, the second thing you would notice is that this man had three arms. Indeed, he had two arms crossed and yet a third is holding a steaming mug that he occasionally drinks from. He doesn't seem too interested in what's going on in the room, instead opting to stare at the door. At his side, resting on the floor, was a hefty earthbreaker and a metal shield in the shape of a triceratops skull.

Howdy all. Darren is a Thunder and Fang style Mutation Warrior with the vestigial arm discovery, letting him 2 hand his Earthbreaker while still wielding his Klar in the other. His mutagen is strength based, and he's basically just good at hitting things. Looking forward to a good adventure with everyone.

Player Name: Knight of Rust
Character Name: Darren Lars
PFS ID#: 50826-6
Faction: Sovereign Court
Progess (Standard or Slow): Standard
Day Job Roll (if applicable): Craft Alchemy: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (9) + 11 = 20

I will have to update Darren on the website, but I'll definitely have that done before the end of the month.