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I think I have played all of the rest of the Shadow Lodge story arc [i've certainly been through all three parts of Shades of Ice, so I wouldn't be able to join for the next section]. Thanks for giving me a chance to see where it all started!

Great GM, great players, great game. Thanks to all!

Day Job (perfectly legitimate gambler): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

GM Star Reroll: 1d20 + 4 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 4 + 5 = 21

"Call it 'fixing the odds,'" Ellie remarks.

Ellie eerily repeats her attack routine (draw, imbue, juggle, throw) with near-mechanical precision.

Thrown Dagger, Inspired, Pointblank: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 6 + 1 + 1 = 18 for Damage, Inspired, Pointblank, Arcane Strike: 1d4 + 1 + 1 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 + 1 + 1 + 1 = 5

"Sounds good to me," Ellie nods, imbuing and chucking a dagger at the nearest upright goblin and deftly drawing a replacement without losing her rhythm.

Thrown Dagger, Inspired, Pointblank: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 6 + 1 + 1 = 22 for Damage, Inspired, Pointblank, Arcane Strike: 1d4 + 1 + 1 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 + 1 + 1 + 1 = 6

Can't help but appreciate the audacity of their scheme, Ellie reflects. "But you crossed the wrong set of agents," she finishes aloud, starting to juggle her weaponry inspirationally as she moves into the room to better pick targets.

Standard: Inspire Courage
Move: 30ft movement

Busy weekend, but am following along. Thanks for Hullric and Lomar for keeping us moving forward.

Ellie half-skips into the lunchroom and hucks a dagger at the dazed and confused Shadow Lodger.

Dagger, Inspired, bless, PBS: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 6 + 1 + 1 + 1 = 26 for Damage: 1d4 + 1 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 + 1 + 1 = 5

Ellie inspires courage and begins juggling her daggers.

"Nice shot, Kru. Remind me to stay on your good side."

Ellie shrugs and draws a second dagger, juggling the pair to keep her hands occupied.

"Eyes open. If they've got a guard dog," she begins, kicking the dead scorpion for effect, "there's something worth guarding."

She quickly follows her own advice and searches the area.

"All eyes on me," Ellie sneers at the scorpion, drawing a dagger and flipping it by the tip repeatedly.

Draw weapon, inspire courage!

"Let's stay on our guard," Ellie agrees.

I'm tentatively back. Recovery is going well, but still needs a good bit of supervision, so if you're watiing on me, feel free to keep botting.

This weekend is going to be hectic (my wife just had surgery this morning). I will try to keep up, but please bot me if I'm the only one you're waiting for.

Safe bet is to inspire round one, then throw weaponry as appropriate, having an extra weapon out to threaten in melee when she can.

Ellie double-moves in, drawing a javelin.

Sorry to hold us up for just that.

Boon Roll: 1d20 ⇒ 13 Unlucky 13...

Never tell me the odds.

Ellie elbows her way through the crowd (15 foot single move), throwing a Hail Mary of a javelin over the fountain and the crowd towards the cleric.

Javelin, Inspired, Pointblank: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 6 + 1 + 1 = 28
To Confirm: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (10) + 8 = 18

Damage, Pointblank, Inspired: 1d6 + 1 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 + 1 + 1 = 6
Extra Critical Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

"I can do this all day," Ellie lies. "How many can you dodge?"

Free Action: Maintain Inspire
Move Action: Draw dagger
Swift Action: Arcane Strike
Standard Action: Throw Dagger

Dagger, Inspired, Pointblank: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 6 + 1 + 1 = 26 for Damage, Pointblank, Inspired, Arcane Strike, Whetstone: 1d4 + 1 + 1 + 1 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 + 1 + 1 + 1 + 1 = 9

Hearing Hullric talk of the Lantern King, Ellie sends a dagger- -imbuing the well-honed chunk of obsidian with a fraction of her magic- -towards the same target.

Free Action: Maintain Inspire
Move Action: Draw dagger
Swift Action: Arcane Strike ("Holy crap, I have Arcane Strike," she noticed, halfway through the second scenario...)
Standard Action: Throw Dagger

Dagger, Pointblank, Inspired: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 6 + 1 + 1 = 12 for Dagger, Arcane Strike, Inspired, Pointblank shot, Whetstone: 1d4 + 1 + 1 + 1 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 + 1 + 1 + 1 + 1 = 6

Ellie takes a few steps into the crowd, drawing a javelin, and attempting to spear the closest combatant (the Human Mage (TM), I think?)

Javelin, Inspired, bless, Pointblank Shot: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 6 + 1 + 1 + 1 = 15 for Damage, Inspired, PBS: 1d6 + 1 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 + 1 + 1 = 5

Move (15ft through terrain)drawing javelin, Standard attack, free to maintain performance.

On my phone, can't post particularly much detail but don't want to hold things up...

Elli begins inspiring courage and rallies her party.

"Look alive! The elf!" she says, pointing toward the halfelf.

Ellie does her best to hold her breath and tongue around the saloon and its patrons. We can't get out of this place soon enough. I think we'd have more luck with the beggar. Hurry it up, friends, Ellie thinks, unfortunately aware of too many leering eyeballs.

"I won't get in your way," she offers sheepishly to Hullric.

I should be good to get started either tomorrow or Wednesday...life got a bit hectic this weekend. [It was a good place to be between parts.]

Please bot me if necessary.

Thanks for running, and thanks in advance for part 2!

Boon Chance: 1d20 ⇒ 13 "This would be easier with my own dice," Ellie would think to herself.

Normal progression, and I'll check to see if this levels me (I doubt it) before we pick back up.

"This looks like a hit list- -you don't code vacation plans. Sothis? Almas? Oppara? Absalom? This agent and his firends sound like just the tip of the iceberg. It's impressive in ambition, if not in scheme,"Ellie offers, the slightest hint of appreciation seeping through her disdain. "Dreng should know, the sooner the better. Before these colleagues of theirs catch wind of us."

I'm done, if this is the end.

Ellie continues her figurative and literal juggling of thrown weapons, tossing another javelin, and drawing a small blunted knife out of her left boot as she closes to harass the Pathfinder turncoat.

Javelin, bless, Inspired, Pointblank: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 6 + 1 + 1 + 1 = 22 for Damage, Inspired, Pointblank: 1d6 + 1 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 + 1 + 1 = 7

Free: Maintain Inspire Courage (6 rounds spent)
Standard: Throw Javelin
Move: 30 Feet Movement, Drawing Kunai

On my phone, no way to move a token.
Please move me a bit closer to the fray. Having a lame to throw without cover would be a bonus.

Ellie continues her combat performance, closing distance and launching and drawing another javelin.

Javelin, Inspired Bless: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 6 + 1 + 1 = 13 for Damage: 1d6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 + 1 = 5

Ellie launches a javelin at whichever beetle seems to be the most hurt (or whichever has the least cover), then takes a few dancy steps forward, drawing another javelin.

Javelin, Inspired, Bless: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 6 + 1 + 1 = 27 for Damage, Inspired: 1d6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 + 1 = 4

Free: Maintain Inspire Courage (4 rounds used)
Standard: Javelin Attack
Move: Move, Drawing Javelin

"Idiocy is forgivable. Disloyalty is not," Ellie snarls, hoping (but not expecting) Pratt stands down. She twirls her javelin inspirationally, ready for the inevitable violence.

Standard: Inspre Courage
Free: Stand My Ground

"First the smiles, then the lies," Ellie remarks, sarcasm in her voice suggesting that neither of those seem to be what she expects. "Last comes violence."

Perhaps betraying her expectations, Ellie pulls a javelin and a starknife and follows the lead.

"A quick once-over, and we're off," Ellie agrees, hoping to find any signs of who sent the ambush on the defeated foes.

Loot and run seems the order of the day.

Ellie seamlessly draws and throws weapons as part of her performance, the first being a javelin threading the needle towards the red goblin (Or the green one if Kru hit it but somehow didn't kill it).

Free: Maintain Performance
Move: Draw Javelin
Standard: Javelin Attack

Javelin, Point-blank, Inspired: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 6 + 1 + 1 = 26 I have not included any cover, but I do have Precise Shot.
Javelin Damage, Point-blank, Inspired: 1d6 + 1 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 + 1 + 1 = 4

"Look alive!" Ellie shouts to the group, her motions a bit more inspiring than mere distracted shuffling.

Standard: Inspire Courage

"Sounds straightforward, which means it's likely anything but," Ellie remarks. "Does this leader have a name? And why goblins?"

Maybe those goblins we were ambushed by weren't acting alone?

"A favor for a favor seems fair," Ellie agrees, doubting it will be that simple.

"The black bag treatment is a nice touch. Really enhances the subtlety in your methods," Ellie remarks unabashedly. "But my friend here has the right of it," she says, jerking a thumb towards Carp. "We each want to figure out who killed Collgardie. We each want to know whatever this 'Shadow Lodge' is. Why not come out behind the screen and discuss it face-to-face? You know, like friends do?"

Diplo Aid: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9 Again!

"I know he just mentioned not making enemies," Ellie remarks, leaving the Troll's Entrails, "but the last time I got in contact with a shady merchant, it was by messing with his revenue. Maybe we can harass this Dakar until he has to find us? It's a bet with our lives as the chip, but I'm not sure it isn't a bad bet?" she adds, her intonation more a question than a statement.

"Otherwise, I'm at a loss," she adds after a pause. "Got any thoughts?" she asks the group.

I think this guy underestimates just how much gold there is in Absalom.

"Well, we're also trying to stop Collgardie's killers. Maybe this Dakar would like to owe us a favor, too. Where's the Commerce League headquartered?"

"We're friends of Collgardie- -we were sent here from overseas to collaborate with him, only to find him...indisposed," Ellie states, hoping Ardoc will calm down a bit. "Got a better place to talk? Your men jumped us, and I think we could all use a moment to sort everything out."

Maybe it's a double shill job. Get us to kill our friends AND get us to deface ourselves.

"First the charm, then the lies," Ellie agrees. "I'd rather not scrap with a walking scrapheap. Or six."

Ellie pauses for a moment. "Might be able to blackmail him? I can't imagine hanging out with a, er, 'troll of ill repute' is socially acceptable?" she states, more a question in tone than a statement.

Definitely think outward violence should be a last resort.

"Seems prudent," Ellie agrees, shaking her head as if to dislodge a memory. "Catch Ardoc tomorrow with his pants down?"

Great choice of words there, Ellie.

"Probably not, unless both 'Miss' and 'Feathers' are misnomers," Ellie offers, hoping a joke will crack his stern demeanor. "Know how to find her?"

I guess I missed that he was at the inn. No sense in letting the trail go cold.

"Take a night, and back on the prowl tomorrow. Works for me," Ellie agrees. "I'll see if I can't drum up a bit of info over dinner, but otherwise we'll meet up for breakfast."

(Ellie's idea of 'drumming up info' is trying to find a bar and a card game with locals who underestimate her. If the locals talk, so much for the better.)

Ninja'd!

Five years and five hundred miles away and she could be me.

"Desna smiles today, child," Ellie laughs warily, hoping her smile looks sincere. "You can choose both. Food for today and gold for tomorrow if you can tell us where to find Besel Ardoc. Bonus if you keep it quiet," she adds, thinking back to her childhood in Korvosa ever briefly.

Nothing like hunger to sharpen the eyes and ears.

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

...though maybe you would want to replace me with someone who can roll better dice...

"I'm not going to say that you're making a big mistake, but perhaps you should think with your head instead of your gut," Ellie offers, waving dismissively with one hand and double-checking the integrity of her purse with the other. "How many of the people here know you nicked their coin purse? That seems like information that is worth keeping secret. Our silence can be earned, too."

Bluff: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11

I've played part 2, but if everyone is okay with it, I could use a replay on it.

"When we meet Ardoc, we can let him know just how helpful you were. Always good to have friends in high places, right?" Ellie offers awkwardly.

Diplomacy Aid: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

Ellie grimaces, suddenly wishing she was in high places.

This place is a pit.

Ellie thinks better of making a comment, and instead waits for hell to break loose.

Hopefully not literally, this time.

"He's a smart thug. The sign's unnecessary. The rope's probably unnecessary, too, but business is business," Ellie shrugs. "He'll probably just claim that whoever killed Collgardie tied him up. It's what I'd say. Might as well just let him go," Ellie adds.

Don't press the issue, though. More important things to worry about than one thug.

"Regardless, the Raging Bull is our next objective." Ellie adds, nodding to Feuerseele. "Let's get out of here."

I agree, a mixture between the two would likely be best.