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Eli squints and aims another bomb at the two nearest Ogres, bowling it underhand.

Strafe Bomb to turn the splash damage into a line, hitting the one behind as well. Point Blank.
1d20 + 11 ⇒ (19) + 11 = 30
5d6 + 7 ⇒ (2, 5, 3, 2, 1) + 7 = 20 damage, 12 splash, DC 20 Ref half.

Hey, sorry. Just started a new full-time job and am having less time to post. I'm trying to keep up! Honest!

Erf. No rest for the wicked.

Eli nods and crosses his arms at the offer of money, but he does raise a hand before leaving. "Any healing supplies you can offer us will be of great benefit in our mission." he says as diplomatically as possible.

1d20 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 1 = 19

Perception 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11

Before departing, Eli mixes a couple more extracts for the road. Approaching the dam, Eli frowns at Adventus. "I doubt my bombs will have much impact on that." he says, but he eyes the structure with a worried experession.

Mix extracts of Fly and Lesser Restoration, then drink the Lesser Restoration. 1d3 ⇒ 1

Sorry guys, just got a new full-time job and the last few days have been super busy...

Eli sheepishly descends back to the soggy ground and follows the others to the Mayor's, downing an extract as he does. His head clears a little, but he squints at the others and reacts a little slower as the residual effects of the gas linger.

1d3 ⇒ 2

Chibi Cow!

1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14
1d100 ⇒ 50

Eli flies in circles muttering to himself.

Eli flies after Adventus and Beaks, drinking an extract as he goes. When he reaches the air above the beast, he drops a bomb on it from what he imagines to be a safe altitude.

Drink extract of Extended Shield. Drob bomb
1d20 + 12 ⇒ (7) + 12 = 19
5d6 + 11 ⇒ (2, 5, 3, 4, 3) + 11 = 28

Eli, flying in a slow arc, readies another bomb, dropping it at the same serpent again.

Bomb, Precise Bombs, Point blank and Precise shot.
1d20 + 13 ⇒ (6) + 13 = 19
5d6 + 7 ⇒ (6, 6, 5, 1, 5) + 7 = 30 12 splash damage, DC 20 Ref half if relevant.

When the danger of the flood presented itself, Eli downed his mutagen. When he saw the children in peril, he added an extended flight extract. Finally, when the snakes appear, Eli flies over them. "Ah, the results will be unpredictable..." he says and drops a bomb on one of them.

Bomb, precise bombs, point blank and precise shot
1d20 + 13 ⇒ (11) + 13 = 24
3d6 + 7 ⇒ (5, 5, 5) + 7 = 22 10 splash damage, DC 20 Ref Half, and DC 20 Fort or be Confused for 9 rounds.

375gp, and 465gp for the wands, and 450gp for the scrolls. We'll each need to contribute 258gp for all that.

The next morning, before shopping, Eli has prepared some extracts to tend to the damage the Nymph's vision did to him. His sleep has been troubled, however, and there are dark circles under his eyes.

Lesser Restorations
1d3 ⇒ 3
1d3 ⇒ 3
With natural healing, that'll bring him back to his original Cha score.

The next morning, Eli nods to Adventus before looking for a place where he might buy what he needs.

Knowledge: Local 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (5) + 16 = 21

Looking to get a Wand of Cure Light or two at 750gp each, and some scrolls of Lesser Restoration at 150gp each. Does anyone else have any money to contribute? It'd be 150gp each per Wand we want to get and 30gp each per Scroll.

How are we on CLW Wands?

Except healing wands, scrolls of Lesser Restoration... O_O

Will 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12
Well, I deserve that for being absent so long.

Eli is overwhelmed, and in his mind's eye, it is Marysin's face that is on the Nymphs body. The horror wracks his mind and he crumples to the ground howling in despair, his heart wounded by what he has been forced to see. When the vision passes, Eli is left trembling and pale, and it does not pass from him when he gets back to his feet.

"I swear we will get vengeance for you..." he says to the vanishing spirit.

Eh, sorry guys. I got sick, then Easter, and now I find myself having to look for a job. If you guys want to replace me, that's okay. I'm back now though.

I wasn't posting under other aliases though... Don't know how that happened...

"What do we have here?" Eli says. "Is this connected to your mistress' distress?" he asks Yap.

Eli nods to the others. "Marysin is full of tales of the Fey of Varisia." he says. "None of them end well for the mortal lovers of the Fey. Maybe an Elf once..." He tromps through the bog after the others, oddly unaffected by the Mosquitos.

"Ah, from what we saw at the fort, it's impossible to say." Eli says ruefully.

Approaching the house, Eli mutters to the others. "Be wary. I don't trust them." he says. "Be prepared for betrayal."

Inside, he is quiet and jumpy. He keeps looking over his shoulder.

Oh, well, no I didn't. I'll have to take that next level...

[b]"Ah, it's not a matter of not wanting to. It's just that, speaking for myself, I can only fly for about twenty minutes."[/ooc] Eli says.

Speaking of which? How long do we think it would takt to fly to Mammy Graul's?

Did we find a spellbook a while ago?

Eli's all leveled. Took Extra Bombs with an eye to taking the Fast Bombs discovery next level.

I can't actually identify magic items... I need to get me a scroll of Identify to scribe...

Eli hands out Infusions of healing to the others, doing his best to get everyone as healthy as possible before resting for the evening.

Eli pats Kaplan on the shoulder. "I'm in a similar boat." he says. "I have four bombs left." He looks past the dead Ogre. "What is left in this house of horrors?" he says.

Eli groans and draws a bomb. "Watch out for the... why don't you..." he weakly offers advice, then shrugs, steps forward and tosses his vial.

5ft forward into space vacated by Pirknok, Bomb, Precise Bomb, debilitating spores.
1d20 + 6 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 1 + 1 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (13) + 6 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 1 + 1 + 1 - 2 = 25
5d6 + 7 ⇒ (2, 3, 5, 4, 5) + 7 = 26 damage, DC 20 fort or suffer 1 Str damage

Eli mixes up another extract for himself.

Cure Serious Wounds 3d8 + 8 ⇒ (5, 6, 2) + 8 = 21

I've got 1 potion of CLW and given a minute I can mix up an Extract of Cure Mod and another minute for a Cure Serious. The Extracts can also be given to others.

17/63 here. I've got some extract slots for healing, but not a whole lot.

"What now?" Eli mutters fearfully, fishing among his materials and extracts, mixing up something.

Mix an extract of Cure Moderate Wounds and drink it.
2d8 + 8 ⇒ (2, 5) + 8 = 15

Reflex 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (20) + 12 = 32

Eli twists out of the way of the main blast of lightning, then moves forward, readying his Longspear as he goes.

Move to V17 drawing spear.

Hurt by the missiles, Eli draws and downs an extract.

Cure Serious Wounds 3d8 + 8 ⇒ (4, 4, 2) + 8 = 18

Eli draws the wand they found in the Lamia's room and attempts to use it to shower the Ogres with stones.

UMD 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (19) + 12 = 31
Success! 2d6 ⇒ (3, 5) = 8 damage to both Ogres, no save, area considered difficult terrain for 3 rounds. Center the spell at the very back so the difficult terrain begins in row 15

Reflex 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (6) + 12 = 18

Eli tries to shield himself from the damage, suffering some bad burns, but saving himself from being barbequed by the spell. He draws another bomb, adding some ingredients before lobbing it towards the Ogre in the back.

Confusion Bomb 1d20 + 6 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 1 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (12) + 6 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 1 + 1 - 4 = 21
2d6 + 7 ⇒ (3, 2) + 7 = 12 DC 20 Will? save or be Confused for 8 rounds.

Eli draws another of his dwindling supply of bombs as he moves forward and flips it towards the Ogre in the front.

Move to V13 and throw bomb.
1d20 + 6 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 1 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (16) + 6 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 1 + 1 - 2 = 27
4d6 + 7 ⇒ (2, 4, 5, 4) + 7 = 22

Eli looks around the room. "Before we go anywhere else, I want to search this place. If she was the same race as Mother Marepi, and she's a part of this same conspiracy, she may have some more clues about what's really going on." he says.

Take 20 to search the Lamia and the room... only getting me a 25... but hopefully someone else will join him. ;)

Eli, his energies focused by his extract, draws and spices another bomb to throw at the woman. "She's a Dimensional Adept. She's using teleportation magics to confound us!" he says, aiming his shot carefully.

Bomb, Targeted Bomb Admixture, Debilitating Spores 2/3
1d20 + 6 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 1 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (9) + 6 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 1 + 1 - 2 = 20
5d6 + 11 ⇒ (2, 3, 3, 3, 3) + 11 = 25 DC 20 Fort or suffer 1 Str damage

Eli, his reflexes and skin enhanced by his mutagen, is struck, but avoids harm. He draws a vial and drinks it, eyes wide as he tries to figure out what is going on with this woman.

Drink Extract of Targeted Bomb Admixture
Knowledge: Arcana 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (19) + 15 = 34
Spellcraft 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (6) + 13 = 19

"I was hoping that not everything in this fort would attack us." Eli says before drawing a vial of sooty liquid and adding a small pinch of powder. He flips it at the woman.

5ft to S10, Concussive bomb, Debilitating Spores
1d20 + 6 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 1 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (13) + 6 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 1 + 1 - 2 = 24
4d4 + 7 ⇒ (3, 4, 2, 3) + 7 = 19 +1d6 ⇒ 4 on direct hit, plus DC 20 Fort or be deafened, and a DC 20 Fort or take 1 Strength damage. 11 Splash DC 20 Ref half on a miss.

"Ogres. Strong and fierce. Perhaps we should try to play less to their strengths and more to their weaknesses?" Eli says lightly, with a smirk.

Eli steps to the side to get a clearer view of the Ogre and lobs a flask of incendiaries at him.

Bomb! Precise bombs 1d20 + 6 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 1 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (3) + 6 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 1 + 1 - 2 = 14
4d6 + 7 ⇒ (6, 3, 6, 4) + 7 = 26

I'm not going to be able to stick around for any length of time this evening, unfortunately.

Yes! Fix the Dorf!

Eli whistles as he sees the effect of his serum on Pirknok for the first time. After the Ogre falls, he crouches by the fallen Giant. "These Ogres are tough. I need a better way to impair them or otherwise contribute to a fight than throw incendiaries at them." he mutters.

Eli draws another bomb and aims it at the Ogre's side to keep the blast radius from endangering his allies.

Precise Bombs 1d20 + 6 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 6 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 1 + 1 = 14
4d6 + 7 ⇒ (3, 4, 6, 1) + 7 = 21

Eli looks for a clear shot as he primes another bomb. He is increasingly grim at the sight of all the death and destruction.

Bomb! Precise Bombs to exclude allies. 1d20 + 6 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 6 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 1 + 1 = 32
4d6 + 7 ⇒ (1, 4, 5, 3) + 7 = 20

There is a small list of feats that Eli would qualify for and an even smaller one for ones he'd find useful. I assume Jess or Pirknok would make much better use from it. I still have those wings that I haven't completely integrated yet too.

"We'd better take a closer look at these books when we get a chance." Eli says, frowning at the destruction.

Eli draws another bomb and lobs it into the melee, aiming to bounce the explosion away from his comrades.

Precise Bombs, excluding allies from the blast. 1d20 + 6 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 1 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (19) + 6 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 1 + 1 - 2 = 30
4d6 + 7 ⇒ (5, 2, 1, 4) + 7 = 19

Eli winces at the Ogre's roar before he readies and tosses a bomb at it.

Bomb! 1d20 + 6 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 1 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (6) + 6 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 1 + 1 - 2 = 17
4d6 + 7 ⇒ (2, 5, 1, 6) + 7 = 21

"As long as they don't hear us poking around down here." Eli says. He spends a minute mixing another extract while the others look around.