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Hi GM Iff, I know I signed up with Eraith, but is it alright if I bring another level 3 character to the game instead?

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Thanks for the great game GM Cwethan!

Eraith nods his thanks to Leona, then turns to face the remaining swordsman. He spins, swiping one blade at the swordsman's legs, then turning around his blade aiming at the swordman's neck.

attack: 1d20 + 6 - 2 ⇒ (8) + 6 - 2 = 12
wakizashi: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

attack: 1d20 + 6 - 2 ⇒ (11) + 6 - 2 = 15
wakizashi: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

AoO: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23
wakizashi: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Based on previous rolls, I assume its enough to drop the BLUE swordsman. Let me know if its otherwise

Eraith stabs the blue swordsman through the chest, then kicks his corpse and moves to stand over his body, coming face to face with the dwarf. His eyes glow faintly as he channels his ki, filling his limbs with energy as he levels his blades at the dwarf.

"You talk too much"

AoO; 5-foot step; full attack. Note that Eraith is Chaotic Neutral

attack: 1d20 + 6 - 2 ⇒ (15) + 6 - 2 = 19
wakizashi: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

attack: 1d20 + 6 - 2 ⇒ (14) + 6 - 2 = 18
wakizashi: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

attack: 1d20 + 6 - 2 ⇒ (10) + 6 - 2 = 14
wakizashi: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Oh, earlier I thought I was flanking with Usagi. But yea, the dice rolls makes it a moot point. Anyway, if I get flanking wrong just minus 2 from the total attack GM. I'm ok with Skivven taking that spot, that way I'm flanking the Blue guy now =)

Eraith annoyed at himself and cursing the darkness, continues to ignore the dwarf...for now You talk too much. I'll get to you shortly He steps forward and strikes out at the swordsman, taking advantage of the fact that Skivven had just distracted him.

5 foot step, full attack on BLUE

attack: 1d20 + 6 - 2 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 6 - 2 + 2 = 8
wakizashi: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
sneak attack: 1d6 ⇒ 3

attack: 1d20 + 6 - 2 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 6 - 2 + 2 = 23
wakizashi: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
sneak attack: 1d6 ⇒ 6

Eraith steps out from behind the pillar and viciously attacks the nearest swordsman

5-foot step, full attack on blue, flanking w skivven

attack: 1d20 + 6 - 2 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 6 - 2 + 2 = 8
damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
sneak attack: 1d6 ⇒ 2

attack: 1d20 + 6 - 2 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 6 - 2 + 2 = 9
damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
sneak attack: 1d6 ⇒ 5

wow my dice are trying to get me killed

will save: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22

A baleful prayer? What spell is that?

Eraith ignores the dwarf and moves behind the nearest pillar for cover. He drops his torch and draws both his blades, waiting for the enemy to approach.

Eraith sighs irritably at Skivven's high pitch cries "It could be that the password is not meant to be spoken, or it could even be a false trail. The fact that there is illusion magic here means we are on the right track though, but now how do we dispel it...curious that its not on the altar...perhaps there is a key here somewhere..."

Eraith searches the altar thoroughly while musing out loud, running his hands over every part of stone altar and brass nameplate

perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23

Eraith has lowlight vision. Does that help? If not safely assume he is carrying a torch in dark areas.

Eraith drains his mug of ale and follows the group in leaving the Wounded Wisp

"Let's go while the keeprs are still away. Easier if there are less questions and people involved"

Eraith fishes out his wayfinder "Actually I do...let's see what it says" and he taps his wayfinder on the coin

Eraith recounts whatever he saw in the sarcophagus earlier and now idly flips the coin between his fingers "I wonder what is the significance of this...anyone able to sense if there is any magic in this thing?"

Eraith whispers back to Omniel "I'll show you later"

Eraith sees Onyeka acidic demeanor and tries to placate her "My apologies mistress, my friend here is young and playful. We have but a simple errand, so she attempts to liven up the day by calling it a scavenger hunt. She means no harm. We were merely passing by and now must make haste to complete our task"

bluff: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18

Hmm, nothing much here... Eraith quickly pockets the silver coin and restores everything in the tomb back to its original position before making his way back to his companions.

When he sees them talking the cleric guard, he quietly blends in with the party
stealth: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (13) + 9 = 22

If successful "Usagi, stop bothering the nice lady. Don't you remember that we have somewhere we need to be at right now?"

Eraith searches the sarcophagus thoroughly for any unusual items

taking 10 to search the sarcophagus for 17 total

Eraith whispers to the others "Wait here or keep that guard distracted. I'll be in and out of the tomb in a moment"

After saying that, Eraith sneaks off towards the tomb and explores the interior of it quickly

stealth: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (20) + 9 = 29 Nice

Taking 10 to search the interior of the tomb

Eraith quietly pockets the potions and ring, then heads back to the others with the note from Fimbrik. He scratches his head as he reads "Looks like he's not here...everyone that you see are illusions. He narrowed down the names from the wall to just 'Doulgonlir Caskmail'. Wonder why is that...and what the heck is Wiffle?"

"Allow me" Eraith combs through the whole house thoroughly for any traps or items of interest

taking 20 for total of 27

Just as he unlocks the door, before Eraith can say another word the party starts rushing in "Wait..." Predictably, they trigger a trap and as a couple of the party cry out in pain, Eraith sighs in exasperation Dammit, when will people learn to check for alarms or traps before barging in willy nilly...well too late for that now

He draws his blades and stabs at the beetle closest to him

move action to draw blades, std action to attack

attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18
wakizashi: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Seeing no response from Fimbrik despite Usagi's volume, Eraith inspects the door for traps and if its all clear proceeds to unlock the door

perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17
disable device: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (17) + 9 = 26

Eraith notes down the text on each of the nameplates, then shrugs

"I suppose we can always follow the trail and see how deep this rabbit hole goes...we can always follow up with the gnome who seemed to be friendly..."

Eraith looks at the epitaphs...
knowledge local: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11
...and draws a blank
"Whats this suppose to be? I fail to see its relevance"

We can always drop the bottle off with Dreng first I guess

Eraith nods at Skivven's suggestion "As good a place to begin as any I suppose"

Threat dispatched, Eraith cleans his blades before sheathing them. With a satisfied nod to himself, he goes through the notes and sighs "A wild goose chase...how boring"

That said, he still searches the cave carefully for anything else that may be hidden or unusual

perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20

Pulling his blades out of one scorpian, Eraith nimbly takes a step towards the other scorpian and strikes at its claw before stabbing his blade down at the scorpian's head

5 feet step, full attack. Flanking with Skivven to get +2 attack and sneak attack

attack: 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 4 + 2 = 10
wakizashi: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
sneak attack: 1d6 ⇒ 4

attack: 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 4 + 2 = 12
wakizashi: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
sneak attack: 1d6 ⇒ 2

Eraith shakes his head at Usagi's flailing attacks "Let me show you how its done" His eyes glow faintly as he channels his ki and plunges his blades repeatedly into the scorpian

Swift action to spend 1 ki point and make one additional attack at her highest attack bonus; full attack on red scorpian

attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7
wakizashi: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18
wakizashi: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17
wakizashi: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

Aww man you're right. Ok, retcon it to one attack then

Eraith upon seeing the scorpions emerge from their hiding, takes a quick step forward and plunges both his blades into the scorpian

"Get back Usagi!"

attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19
wakizashi: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
sneak attack: 1d6 ⇒ 2

attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19
wakizashi: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
sneak attack: 1d6 ⇒ 1

Eraith grunts when the secret passage is revealed Of course. Sly old fox. Knew there was something more to this than just playing errant boy

perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19

Eraith steps into the room carefully, looking about for any signs of danger

Before Aram can respond, Eraith spots Heryn's signal that Lisle has arrived "Alas, I have to leave on society business. Still, I wish you a good day sir" He drains his glass and joins the others into the store room.

When Heryn warns them about the plank, Eraith silently eyes the gap, then runs and jumps across the plank before the others can say anything...

acrobatics: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (12) + 9 = 21

...and lands at the opposite side without a problem. He turns around and looks to the others "Coming?"

Eraith is genuinely surprised to hear this tidbit about the past "Factions tied to principalities and kingdoms? How odd...wouldn't that encourage espionage, sabotage and bias? At least factions based on ideals are truly borderless, with no preference given to race or profession, instead all members striving towards a common goal."

He takes a sip of his wine before continuing "And as for schemers...well, one doesn't reach the highest positions without guile and allies, no matter the intentions or skills a person might have... although truth be told I have little patience for such things"

And I bet you are just jealous that you didn't reach the heights of power yourself

Eraith smirks at Aram's words "Well, if he succeeds he will be called a hero and brave beyond measure. If he fails it will be called hubris and foolishness beyond belief. Let's see how history will remember him aye? But enough bout Reinhart. What about yourself sir? Do you still serve the Pathfinder Society or have you retired to enjoy your...golden years?"

"Hmm...thanks Heryn" Eraith takes his glass of wine and moves over to where Aram is seated "Greetings sir. Might I join you here? Have you heard about Sir Reinhart? A most ambitious man no?"

Eraith smiles at Janira and the new Pathfinders. "Congratulations on being confirmed as Pathfinders. I'm sure the Society has benefited with your numbers. Would love to stay and chat more, but I have to see Heryn about something. And also about that free drink."

Eraith saunters up to the bar where Heryn is chatting with other members of his team "Could I have a glass of red wine please? And while we're waiting for Lisle to arrive, is there anyone of note here I should be relieving of valua...I mean, that I should be aware of?"

Eraith walks into the Wounded Wisp, a little bored with the whole mission and not paying particular attention to anyone when he hears a familiar voice. He looks up and sees Janira, the pathfinder who led a few of them on their Confirmation.

A smile breaks out on his face as he makes his way over to Janira and leans down to give her a hug "Janira! It's good to see you. It's been a while hasn't it? And who are these fine fellows with you here?"

Eraith shrugs "The sooner we get out of the rain the better. I might just grab a drink myself while I'm at the Wounded Wisp" And he called a group of us for this? Is this what being a pathfinder entails? and proceeds to follow the directions on the map towards the inn.

Eraith grins at Dreng's disguise and joke "Lovely! A mission in a tavern that teaches us to order drinks is right up my alley! Do you want any particular drink you want us to get for you while we are at it?" while reaching over and taking the map to the Wounded Wisp

A slim half-elf saunters over to the group, a gloomy expression on his face. He appears generally messy, with unkempt brown hair, which is at odds with the good condition of the various tools around his person, and a pair of striking blades sheathed in a single scabbard across his back.

He looks at the other pathfinders before yawning and stretching "So you fella's also got the summons eh? Just like Dreng to be late. Names Eraith, and I'm handy with a blade. What do you guys do?"

1. Player/Forum Name: nejustmo
2. Character's Name: Eraith
3. Class and Level: Ninja 2
4. PFS# (and dash): 230720 -5
5. Faction: The Exchange
6. Day job Roll (if any): n/a

Eraith shrugs and leans back agaisnt the wall "You know where to find me if you need me"

An unkempt looking half-elf saunters over "I'm willing to have a stab at this"

Yep it should.

PFS #230720-5

Thanks for running this GM!

constitution: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19

Eraith meticulously cleans and keeps his blades, then gets to work on the hard task of clearing the rubble.

UMD: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15
UMD: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15
UMD: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15 3 times in a row?
UMD: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7 Really
UMD: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23 Finally
Wand of CLW: 1d8 ⇒ 5

Eraith taps himself a few times with the wand irritably before it activates, and he stows it away

"Since we haven't seen the orb yet, we should check that pile of rubble from earlier. Who knows what lies buried underneath. Although I suppose let's do it only once everyone is feeling better."

fort save: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 2 = 20

As the ghast approaches, the foul stench emanating from it causes Eraith's eyes to water. Doing his best to ignore the stench, he moves in between the ghast and the festrog and decides to eliminate the weaker of the two first, lashing out at the festrog with his blade.

attack: 1d20 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 5 + 1 = 14
wakizashi: 1d6 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 1 + 2 = 7

What is the range of the stench effect from the ghast?

In the midst of all the commotion, Eraith applies his oil of magic weapon to his wakizashi's, sensing that the undead in front of them is no ordinary foe and is taking no chances. While doing so he scans the room with a wary eye, looking for opportunities to strike down the ghast and his minions...