Domrilin's page

roll: 1d20 ⇒ 1

Sorry I was really busy for the past 4 days i'm back now.

Domrilin waits to see what the party does.

Round 1: Domrilin moves forward and shoots a acid dart at the closest one.

Ranged Touch(Enemy B): 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12
Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

"It does not matter to me how long it lasts only that it does its job, we will know when it stops working when those elementals start burning us with there fiery fingers.

I would not think so because you used acrobatics jumping over and under the brush so its still all there? however I do think that a strength check would break the path thus letting the rest of the party through.

Domrilin tries to break through some of the brush.

Strength: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 1 = 18

Then he runs over to try and help the druid.

Survival: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (20) + 11 = 31

I assume that is enough lol

"Let us move on" domrilin grabs his hammer so it is in hand incase he needs it.

Domrilin runs away towards the rest of the group

Withdraw full round action

Domrilin double moves through the heat to Ai

"Uh yeah I can try not much of a talker, to animals or humans"

Handle Animal: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20

Domrilin walks closer to the remaining wolverine.

"Go away follow your buddy before you get hurt"

"That is fine by me cork"

Domrilin runs over to the water grabs as much mud from under the water as he can then he runs over and starts throwing the mud at the fires.

Survival: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (10) + 11 = 21
Survival: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (18) + 11 = 29

Domrilin quickly jumps infront of Ankird and says "Hold up we should think about this how would we convince these people to help us if they already tried to kill us?"

Domrilin starts running over to the goblins kicking dirt onto fires (Again) and pulling bushes into large piles away from any fire

Survival: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (14) + 11 = 25
Survival: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (17) + 11 = 28

"Yeah Ill help" Domrilin walks over and stomps of small fires on the ground and kicks dirt onto others.

"Halfing I disagree we should finish our mission before we go off chasing horses, Our mission was to help Mishkar with the fires and we know little of these centaurs, they may not be interested in the people of Mishkar, or they themselves could be people of Mishkar, however I know not the population of that town, all I know is I was sent to help Mishkar not some prancing pony's who might want to put out the fire for their own reasons."

"Of course people of horse nature would be so hasty to act upon any instinct of a threat, But in any case these fires are nothing we cant handle" Domrilin walks over to a small fire and kicks large amounts of dirt on to it

Survival: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (5) + 11 = 16

Domrilin does not need to buy anything either.

Likely the last to enter and the most abrupt Domrilin walks in with his head held high and his face all in a knot. He stands in the center of the room paying no mind to his fellow pathfinders until he hears the voice of someone familiar. He turns to the corner with Cork in it and a very slight grin comes across his face."Hello! Cork its been a bit sense our last meeting how odd to meet ya out here in this barren wasteland." He then turns to Jorsal and says "Well wheres this old man who can take us to Mishkar." He then does not wait for an answer and turns to the group and says "Sorry forgot, you might need to buy some coats after all its chilly out there and I wouldn't want you all slowing me down."

Mondoo
Domrilin
Druid-2
1
Grand Lodge
None

Domrilin is a stubborn dwarf who is rather harsh and unpleasant but always has his allies back through thick and thin.

Domrilin rushes to the closest column then stomps in the direction of Green and sends a shock wave to trip the enemy.
Casts Thunder stomp

Trip(Green): 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 4 + 2 = 13

Even tho the columns are in the way I believe the spell will still take effect as it does not say anything about objects interfering

Domrilin casts a quick spell and then follows after Dale.

Stealth(+4 in hilly or rocky areas): 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 2 = 13
Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9

Cast Guidance

Sorry I have been a bit inactive, the past few days have been busy.

"I do agree with Rolvark, it would be wise to expend all our resources before going into any deals with a third party."
I vote for the Necropolis.

"I do not think it is smart for us to speak for the society thus I do not agree to these terms. After all if these hooligans can find information surely we can as well.

Domrilin looks at the half orc and eyes him to see if he really is here to help.
Sense Motive: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

Domrilin walks up to dale and says "Tho I appreciate your respect for the dead, I find it unwise to use your only holy water on a task that can be done another time by that of priests, as we do have a mission to fulfill and that water could be extremely useful."

Domrilin thinks for a moment and says "Perhaps this is in close relations to the "Floating head" we heard about earlier, after all you said yourself you felt disembodied. Maybe these horns were made to torment this floating head creature. Another thing that grabbed my attention you said that at the end it mentioned a traitor and when we entered there was a message that also spoke of a betrayal and punishment." Then he looks at the party. " I think we should check the other passage for more insight on this." After that he mumbles something and casts Guidance on himself.

Domrilin steps up to the chest and says "Well I am not that familiar with any kind of magic other than divine however i can take a look" Domtilin casts detect magic

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23

Domrilin seeing his stone do very little decides to unleash another dart of acidic nature.
Acid Dart(Into melee): 1d20 + 2 - 4 ⇒ (18) + 2 - 4 = 16 Ranged Touch
Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Surprise round

Domrilin shoots a small dart of acid at the statue.

Acid Dart(Into melee): 1d20 + 2 - 4 ⇒ (17) + 2 - 4 = 15 Ranged Touch
Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

Round 1

Domrilin now moves forward a few feet and throw one of his glowing rocks he enchanted earlier.

Magic Stone(Guidance)(Into melee): 1d20 + 2 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (12) + 2 + 1 - 4 = 11
Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Domrilin knowing little of these sort of things grabs some pebbles out of a small bag and says a few little words, the pebbles then glow with a faint green light. Domrilin says " I do not know anything about this what about you guys?"

Casts Magic Stone

Domrilin does not even take a second glance at any of the gear and says "No reason we can not continue deeper, unless you surface walkers are afraid to go deeper" as he looks at the party with a smug half smile. He then casts guidance on himself.

8 Charisma just letting you know that is why he is some what rude.

Domrilin charges up to the skeleton with his warhammer and swings it at the skeleton.

Warhammer@skeleton(guidance): 1d20 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 2 + 1 = 15
Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

Domrilin says a few little words and casts Guidance on himself then draws his warhammer.

Domrilin turns to Morallo and says "I do agree that it has something to do with this floating head however that is not nearly enough to go on". He turns to the rest of the group "And for the direction, either works for me."

Domrilin looks around just to keep watch in case anything happens.
Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26.

Domrilin hears what the group says about the city and says "Perhaps we should start by going and asking people around the ruin if the information is to scarce then we can go to the other recommendations." Domrilin picks up the second handout and hands it to Morallo " I believe this is what Cork is referring to."

Domrilin listens to the note and once it is concluded he says "I am ready to go let us not waste time with treats and we can rest when we get outside the ruin" as he eyes Morallo

Domrilin strides just behind the group and mumbles

"So much for a guide I would do better at this."

Name: Mondoo
PFS ID and #: 212267-1
Character name and level: Domrilin level 2
Faction: Grand Lodge
Day job roll: None

I'd like to play. I'm new to PbP. Second level druid.