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Spending 12,000 gp to upgrade +2 Belt of Giant Strength to +4 and 5,500 for a pair of Boots of Striding & Springing. (17,500 gp spent)

Flying over to Ashwell, Ghukar pulled out a wand of curing that looked like it had not been touched in quite a while. Tapping the fallen warrior, the healing magic started to help close some of the injuries.

UMD: 1d20 + 10 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 10 + 2 = 27
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

"Well, a mind is a terrible thing to taste." Kegdrainer quipped as he thought about the foe. "Given that there was signs of frost on the corpse, it is possible that the ghoul is some type of frost or planar creature that got turned into one. he said

K:Religion: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (9) + 14 = 23
K:planes: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 10

"Greetings Kalak Sunrunner, Outrider of the Sklar Quah, you honor me. I am Altavan Kegdrainer, I bring voice to the dead. Be welcome, my cousin, until our skulls are gathered. he said.

The teenager scowls at Arrius and turns towards Ghukar. "Nice to meet you. Are you from around here?"

"No, I am not, I am from Wanshou. There are not many god forsaken lands that are worse off than the place I call home. " Gurkar said, describing the land.

”Greetings, team. I’m Ashwell, sent by Lady Zarta to ensure all found knowledge is properly preserved and collected. Personally, I’d prefer to be in the library, but I think she gets a kick out of torturing me,” he trails off.

Gurkar smiled at the comment, "No Ashwell, I think you got sent here just like I did for missing her last soiree. That I was in the middle of the Mindspin Mountains for the Decemvirate at the time did not matter to her. " he said with a frown.

Greetings, I am called Volsung Dreamseer. This is a fascinating place! I have never been to one of the elemental planes before. I look forward to learning the languages spoken here.

" Greetings Volsung, we will get along. I have been learning languages when I can." Gurkar said, as he started to rattle off greetings in many languages, finding that he shared a few with the Aasimar.

The wayang kept his opinion to himself concerning the mission, but kept notes of any pertinent information.

A lot untyped bonuses. I have had to list them all at the bottom of the character sheet. When I level up to 10th, I will be +41 after I add one more rank to Diplomacy. For instance the bonus from Skill Focus Diplomacy goes from +3 to +6 with 10 ranks.

Two Blades nodded in agreement, looking like he could not wait to get out of there as he clutched his stomach. "And it might be the pickled herring I had last night from the other end if we do not get out of here. he said, again in Infernal.

After the flood of memories from Hao Jin hit him, Lorian told the group what had happened. "She spent months studying a weaver and melded his actions into a magical form in order to create the Tapestry." as he described what he saw in his mind.

"Since we are here at the Hearth-Grown House, let me take care of some company business and we will be on our way to Stylite." Lorian said as he headed over to make contact with the owner.

"Greetings, I would like to speak with your owner about a possible trade deal to Taldor on Golarion. I am Lorian Therian, proprietor of the Sovereign Sun Trading Caravan in the Kingdom of Taldor. he said.

Pick up two bottles of fine wine (10 gp each). Use the interaction for the day job (Caravan)

Thank you for running it. I will have to keep an eye open for more PFS 1 and Core games but they are getting rarer.

Got it. Thanks for running the game!

Done

Good one, still chuckling here.

My adamantine/+1/undead bane light mace might come in handy.

Gemtoran reached into his pack and pulled out some of his clothing. Rolling the cloak so that it was as long as possible, he started making his way around the city with it. Tying his scarf to one end, he continued wrapping it around but was just a hair sort of connecting them. Taking off his boot, he pulled off a sock and used it to link them.

Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19

Gemtorian headed to the first figure. "Hum, that looks like a farmer, see it's plowing rows in a field. I remember in one of the training classes at the temple, them talking about Aroden’s prophecy that humankind would prepare the rocky earth for planting and over generations wear the pebbles down into fertile soil. However, most farmers I have spoken with say the main thing they grow are rocks, just look at the piles of them on the edges of their fields" he said.

The intent was to not go in once I realized that the set up was not a good one for a rogue and let the heavy hitters deal with them first. Hard part of not playing in person.

Your call as to where I am, (but I would prefer on the current plane, alive :).

Player Name:Ed Birnbryer
Character Name: Master Gemtorian
PFS ID#:66136-15
Faction: The Concordance
Race & Class: Suli/Brawler 1
Day Job:None
Special Skills (or anything else about your PC that I should know about) Not really, other than 18 Str and Improved grapple.

I see that you are getting a Confirmation run going. If there is room, I have a Suli that has never gotten a chance to play after collecting the required boons.

I agree on the Arcane Eye. That was the first time I have seen it used in PFS play, online or in person.

With the foes defeated, Ebonfeather made his way to the entrance to check out the lair and see if there was anything of value.

Finding some items in a chest, the Tengu carefully picked up the amulet using his rapier to avoid touching it, and put it in a sack along with the other items before he made his way back down to the group. "Hey, look what I found." he said, showing a map, some coins, a jeweled kurki and the amulet to the others.

K:local: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12

Sounds like a plan to me.

Two Blades started to chuckle at the quip from Bella, having heard the joke before.

Yoink!

Moved you Pau. Belladonna, still more than what I can do on my channel. :)

The Wave file for the battle would be the sound of a log going through a wood chipper.

Given that the GM has not posted the results, retcon it and do something else. Save the spell for another combat is my 2 cp.

"Sounds about right" Eurkar said, reading the name written on the keys.

A Barbarian that can read? Shockers :)

Perception DC 14/20: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14

"Lock must be better than that last one." Eurkar whispered, shrugging his shoulders.

"The Porpoise" Eurkar suggested. "That way we can say that we are doing things for a "Porpoise"". he said with a snicker

Got it. Thank you for the information. Panic mode OFF

Bluff aid: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 1 = 15
Standing on the deck, Eurkar stood there with his axe resting near some boxes. When Jaek said the number of pasengers Eurkar started counting himself and nodded in agreement. "Yep, what he said."

Going to get
First aid gloves 4,500 gp (PFS Primer. Own the book as a PDF)

Boon?: 1d20 ⇒ 10

Lorian joined the Countess and Ifan for drinks. "Well, at this time my caravans mostly are run between Taldor and Janderhoff in eastern Varisia. I see no problem extending the route to connect with your base camp. As for capital, that can be arraigned but might take a bit due to the time and expenses of becoming a Senator. I have been tapped to be a junior member on the Foreign Affairs committee and suspect that I will be having to do the footwork for the other members. he said.

Thank you for running the game GM supervillian!

Lorian held up his hand to quiet the crowd "Yes, they belong to the descendants of the Coalbrand family, Magorn Coalbrand. However, by accepting them you acknowledge that a travesty of justice occurred and Kolvi was not the Jarlsblood Witch as believed. For if you accept them, you also accept the words your forebearers had written before they died and the words of Olisarra, who was there when this happened. While Kolvi did kill King Alvard, it was to protect the land and people, by individual combat, not ice magic." he said as he handed them towards Magorn.

"As you saw in the sky, that was Kolvi slaying the linnorm. While it was her spirit, she had not been able to rest so that she could protect everyone of you from its fury. They had been locked in battle since the incident as it was trapped between this world and the spirit realm, just like she was. That was the second to final chapter of this tale. Now to write the final chapter and close the book." he said before motioning to Greul Trolltooth.

"I hope that this feud can be put to rest and that everyone here may prosper. There is one thing left. While I am not a noble of your country, I am still a noble and can dispense high justice as needed. With that, it also gives me the responsibility to recognize when an error has been made and correct it. Kneel Greul Trolltooth and family." Lorian commanded.

"I have been informed that before Kolvi departed to her final rest, Minara Ryuunosuke, a member of my household had asked her what her name was. While it has not been spoken by your family since she was killed, Kolvi stated to him that her family name was "Windrider". Do you wish to remain a Trolltooth or do you wish to return to your former name Windrider?" Lorian asked, clasping Greul's hands.

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 32 ⇒ (19) + 32 = 51

Made of sterner stuff, the attack from the Headless King did not bother Ryunnosuke.
Fort save: 1d20 + 10 - 1 ⇒ (16) + 10 - 1 = 25
Almost made the save on the die,

Looks like we re going to need our alpha strikes to take it out as quickly as possible.

Not sure if you have Champions of Purity but I am a big fan of Burst of Radiance.

"You did that on porpoise." Mejinago said starting to snicker. "We want to make sure we do not get whaled in the process of climbing or do things for the halibut. I had better clam up.

Lorian entered the inn, gnawing on a piece of salty gammon, looking like something the cat dragged in but with a happy step and tune he was humming.

Getting in line for a hot bath, a half hour later he joined the others at the table. "I have directions to Greul's longhouse. Countess, maybe you can head to Coalbraid's place and I will speak to Greul Trooltooth? If we split up a bit, we might be able to gather information quickly and get to the heart of the problem."

If it kills them quicker, no problem!

Lorian arrived on a warhorse, a lance was ready for action. "Everyone ready?" he asked. Feeling a shiver course down his back, he pulled out a wand and waved it over himself. A feeling of warmth coursed over him.

Use a charge from my Endure elements wand each day.

Yay Sovereign Court!

Nice to see the perception skill for the group. Lorian has diplomacy covered and can boost the group in various ways.

Note to self, do not play this adventure with a character that has a last name of Sarini.

Still in and plan to be here to the end as my local PFS group went the way of the dodo bird, so this is the only thing I have close to face to face role playing.

Day 1 Shaman Vale provision gathering.
Goodberry 1: 2d4 ⇒ (3, 4) = 7
Goodberry 2: 2d4 ⇒ (4, 3) = 7
Goodberry 3: 2d4 ⇒ (2, 2) = 4
Survival: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (19) + 12 = 31
18/3=6 points for Goodberry and another 11 for gathering so 17 provision points. Not bad.

Perception: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (9) + 18 = 27
"Hey, look what I found!" Shaman Vale said as he pulled out a shield tucked under a pile of shop rags.

K:Engineering: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5
Shaman Vale looked around at the room, not having a clue as to the original creators.

"While he might be dead, his spirit remains. Do not trifle unless you know how to honor them. An irate spirit can be worse than a ghost. More so in a former temple to him." Altavan said

A Shoanti male enters. With a full head of hair and a beard, his facial tattoos of bones and skulls mark him as a Shaman of the Skoan-Quan (Skull Clan). With a smile, he started to chuckle. "One can get more accomplished with honey rather than vinegar, just ask the spirits." he said.

Change made.