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Drystan enters the room, drawing his wand and firing a bolt of arcane energy at the creature.

Magic Missile: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Drystan tries to hit the beast with his fire, but only manages to hit the wall near Isabella.

Heavenly Fire Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11 - With it having cover that's a miss

NP, I haven't really been feeling it with the PBP (in general) lately. Worked 300 hours last month, and it looks like 250 more this month.

After opening the door, Drystan walks through. He looks for signs of tripwires, pressure plates and other such contrivances as he slowly moves into the room. He ignores Isabella's remark pointedly, assuming the woman has spent a little too long around Grenda and their other, now former, dwarven companion, Jamamros.

Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (16) + 10 = 26 - Trapfinding and Stonecunning as always

Drystan inspects the door and then either tries to disarm any traps or simply tries jimmying the lock.

Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (3) + 10 = 13 - Trapfinding and Stonecunning if applicable

Disable Device: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (17) + 10 = 27

Disable Device (if the first roll is used for a trap, this is for the door): 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (9) + 10 = 19

Fortitude: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8 - +2 vs. Spells, SLA, Poison

The dice seem to hate Drystan as of late.

Sorry about the no posts. My email account was compromised by a wonderful individual, and many of my accounts associated with the email were similarly compromised. Got most of everything back now.

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9

Okies.

"Yeah, well, we'd best be at clearing these derros out then, half-mad god or not," Drystan says.

Drystan will make a rough sketch of the mad painter's artwork, noting in words any part of the picture he is unable to reproduce is a somehwat intelligible manner.

"I guess it's down the hatch," he says once he finishes his map.

"Now, now, ladies. There'll be plenty of snakes for all of us." Drystan says, grinning. He turns to the mad painter and says, "Ah, my good painter, what riveting scene do you have for us today?" He pokes the man on the shoulder and repeats himself in necessary.

"Ooh. Trap there, I'll get it torn down in a moment." Drystan says. He pulls out a leather roll, spreading it out on the ground to reveal a number of specialized tools...

Disable Device: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (16) + 10 = 26

Drystan leads the way down, checking for traps as he goes.

Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (17) + 10 = 27 - +1 v traps, +2 stonecunning

"And that is why I stand behind you fine ladies." Drystan says, smiling.

Drystan fires another missile at the remaining elemental.

Magic Missile: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Drystan lets loose with another magic missile from the wand, targeting the one adjacent to Grenda.

Magic Missile: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

As his spells are essentially useless against elementals, Drystan readies his wand and fires a bolt at the leftmost one.

Magic Missile: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

"Lead the way for now lass, once we get inside I'll move to the fore. Don't want you falling into a hole or getting impaled by some other kind of trap."

If a trap is built into the stone of this place Drystan gets a free perception check to notice if he comes within 10 feet of it, due to stonecunning. He'll be at +13 perception when searching for said traps. I will otherwise be taking 10 to search for traps not made of, built into, or triggered by stone, for a 21 perception.

"One direction's as good as another," Drystan says, following behind Isabella.

"With that information, I should have no trouble identifying this bell."

"Another fine mess, I'm surprised this city hasn't fallen into the Inner Sea, what with the quality of its leadership," Drystan says, clearly irate at Cassomir's pathetic rulers. "Let's go pull their arses out of the fire again."

"Who knows, might be anything in this accursed city."

"Yeah, let's take these back to the venture captain, and maybe we could ask Queck if she has any idea which building it would be? She is an engineer after all."

Drystan lets another magical missile fly at Dalirio.

Magic Missile: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

I don't have much to do against mindless opponents, sadly.

No day jerb.

Sorry, hectic day yesterday.

Drystan conjures some holy fire and directs toward Isabella, healing some of her wounds.

Heavenly Fire Healing: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

It was just as awesome as the last two years, thanks!

"Isabella's right, we'll return for you, just stay safe." Drystan says, following everyone downstairs. Once there he inspects the door then scans the area for magic after noticing the purple light.

Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (12) + 10 = 22 - +1 for traps, +2 unusual stonework, these stack

Ok, leaving for the airport (to go to PAX East in Boston) in ~4 hours (I should be asleep), I'll get in posts tomorrow, then no posts till Monday/Tuesday.

Drystan inspects the room with a trained eye, searching for anything out of place.

Perception take 10: 10 + 10 = 20 - +1 vs traps, +2 vs unusual stonework (these stack)

Drystan draws his wand and throws a magic missile at the remaining mite.

Magic Missile: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

DC would be 15 for a 1st level spell, so 14 is failed save.

Drystan moves up between Grenda and Isabella, ready to cast another spell if it proves necessary.

For you guys, since you got auto disbelieves, the 'wall' is a translucent image and blocks nothing. For them, my guess is it should block everything and appear as a normal wall, till they interact with it at least, or we run through it. However, silent image is a very gm ruling reliant spell, because it is so open ended, so I will defer to Trex, of course.

Swashbucklers, mechanically speaking, do not require their free hand to be empty. The only ability that cares about your other hand is precise strike (which you don't get till 3) and that only says you can't attack with a weapon in your other hand (not that you can't hold one) or use a shield other than a buckler. There may of course be archetypes that modify this, but I didn't look through those.

Drystan quickly creates an illusion of a solid wall resembling those already in the passage just in front of the group, then sticks his fist into it, showing that it's just an illusion to his allies. He then whispers, "See, just a trick, be ready."

I don't know if you want to give them auto disbelieves or will saves at a + 4, there's no true consensus or developer input on it. The illusory wall is marked as a green line on the map. The idea is merely to confuse whomever is coming long enough for us to get a read/the drop on them.

"Looks like the keep, these towers and sandbar in the southwest, and the square in the center of the city. Let's get this back to Queck." Drystan says after perusing the map of the city.

"The painting seems to indicate that we need to play some notes on an instrument. Anyone skilled with musical instruments?" Drystan asks. He launches a bit of the fire at the spot anyway, just in case.

"Hmmm, need holy power, eh." Drystan launches a bit of his holy fire at the spot on the statue indicated by the painting.

If that doesn't work, Drystan suggest finding a dwarven quarter of the city, so he can get a holy symbol for his deity, Bolka.

I'll pay for them.

"We need a triangulation between three buildings. If you could find the building on the map and then triangulate a location with them, it would greatly help us."

"Well, let's have another visit to the crazy bastard then." Drystan suggests.

Drystan impatiently waits at the bottom of the ladder, unable to see above, and unable to climb while Miaka is on the ladder.

Drystan hustles after Miaka, reaching the bottom of the ladder. "Ladder over here!" he shouts toward his companions that remain in the main area.

Drystan whips out another wand and fires a missile of force at the orc Isabella struck.

Magic Missile: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Drystan pulls out one of his wands and casts mage armor on himself. "More cultists, oh joy," he says.

Always looking for traps and other hazards has taught Drystan to always be aware of his surroundings, even the smallest details. While others would have their senses drowned out by the machinery, Drystan hears the faint sounds of screaming.

"Anyone else here that?" the dwarf says, "Sounds like screaming."

Perception Take 10: 10 + 10 = 20

"We've got more important things to be about than some lunatic with fingerpaint," Drystan says. He turns the crazed man and says, "Now listen here. Tell us what we need to know so we can get out of here. No funny stuff."

"Seems fairly straightforward," Drystan says, continuing under his breath, "For once."

Dot

"Whoa there ugly, hands off the goods." Drystan says. He draws his battleaxe and waves it around threateningly, taking a few halfhearted chops at the undead beast.

Battle Axe Attack: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (7) - 1 = 6
Battle Axe Damage: 1d8 - 2 ⇒ (3) - 2 = 1