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"They are small and not to be feared! I will run them over like a boulder running downhill! Like a dog rolling on grass! Like a..."

Eser trails off, unable to think of another metaphor, and gripping her weapon, keeps pace with Rik'tik.

Happy new year! I hope y'all had a nice holiday season.

"Bah!" Eser exclaims, clacking her beak together. "I shall put myself between you and their tiny arrows! They will be like mosquitoes biting at a... a..."

Eser's brow furrows; she thinks over a raft of animals - largely harmless - before her gaze settles on Grasz. "A crocodile!" Shall we go swat them?

Haha that is amusing. And unintentional on my part!

Eser stares at the nearest pillar and stamps one clawed foot, and then another. She clacks her beak and thinks back to the time when she was a young broodling, climbing on the half-submerged temple ruins near to her sacred tree. She had clambered up a moss-covered column, weathered and cracked with eons of passing days. Reaching the top, Eser raised her arms in victory and hoppped, letting loose a long victorious squwack. Of course, the column cleaved, and Eser tumbled from the top, pride and rump bruised.

It wasn't much, but then her tribe really didn't have much to do with pillars in their day-to-day lives, so it would have to work. And it did: Eser's neck flashed with heat, her eyes narrowed. She stamped and clacked again.

Stupid columns! Er pillars! Always lagging about, being dangerous!

Raising her khakarra, the barbarian brought it into the nearest pillar with all her might, and then again and again.

Figure we don't need to roll things out since rage is pretty much on demand?

Nice gaming with you, Surla!

This is a good point and yes, I understand that there's no limit to rage as well. So, are folks OK to destroy the columns and handwave the destruction? I don't want to post that Eser is doing this if 1) folks aren't in agreement and 2) there wouldn't be complications that the GM would want to take into account.

I'm not on Facebook so my suggestion may be a bad one, but can you delete the ad and post an ad with similar wording to the folks that got theirs posted?

That is strange that a wheelchair is considered a medical device. I would consider it a transit device myself.

^This is a good point. I am in favor of dismantling it. Eser can rage and beat the DR pretty handily if we want to destroy them, but it would be loud.

Holiday weekend here was much busier than I'd thought it would be. Working through some work now and intend to post tomorrow. Please bot if needed.

Sorry to see you go, Rik'tik! Good luck to you and it has been a pleasure.

GM: Ohhhh, I must admit that my curiosity is piqued, though I don't imagine that Eser would enjoy what would come, whatever that may be. Maybe fill us in after the fact of what your plans were?

"A wishing well? A fight over a wish, perhaps! Maybe someone wished for another's mate! I shall look around!" Eser creeps into the room, being mindful of Pfils' previous warning about being quiet (despite her previous loud exclamation mere moments earlier). She keeps her khakarra aloft, ready to pound anything she finds into submission, or better yet, a fine paste.

"Ohhhhhh," the birdbarian stage-whispers. "Or not a fight at all, but a tricksy trap! We shall not get too close, within five feet, say! And if we do set it off, we must manipulate the remaining posts in order. Or destroy them!"

perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23

Apologies, my mom was in town and I totally lost track of time. And I hadn't chimed in previous because well, you are correct that charge is about the sum of Eser's thoughts. No need to hold things up on my/her account, she will always go the most direct and violent route to solving any problem!

Now that Pfil is not dead/dying, should we stop and do some healing, or use another potion on our little friend and keep moving?

Hehe, that Owlcat RNG is something else...

"Why would they put the trap in plain view?" Eser asks, her eyes narrowing. "Is it a trap itself? A trapped trap? I shall go first! You have good ideas, Hellewen! The table shall support our weight!"

Despite her declaration of bravado, the birdbarian approaches the trap with obvious hesitance, and lingers just outside of the hallway.

Eser's head bobs in wild agreement. "Yes, yes! And if there are traps, I will step on them to spare your small feet the pain! Let's go!"

No, let's rush a head blindly, each at our max speed, and splitting at each branching pathway. I'm sure those kobolds were our last foes, and things are safe from here on out.

Eser approves heartily of this optimistic sentiment!

Yes! This was fun! Smashing little enemies and running was a great way to spend a day! Now, where did the last one go?

Eser follows afer Rik'tik, her keen eyes peering into the shadows, watching out for hiding kobolds to bop as she goes.

GM, I have adopted the birdbarian label wholeheartedly :)

Eser swoops forward bringing her Kharkarra down with every ounce of force she can muster. Her weapon lands with a satisfying crunch; the birdbarian lets loose a trilling yell.

strike blue: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26
damage, oversized: 1d12 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10
critical damage, oversized: 1d12 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11

I like Hellewen's style so I'm copying it: Actions >stride >stride >strike blue kobold. Still no rage so AC is 17.

Just a note that Eser's readied actions were to 1) rage when someone comes into reach and 2) hit them. Since all the baddies threw spears, Eser has not yet raged. Eser's AC is 17 and the second hit is actually a miss.

Eser sweeps into the room, her khakarra held high, her head bobbing from side to side, eyes sweeping the room. The tengu bracers herself for the inevitable attack, and the all-encompassing and very violent reaction that will follow.

Move into the room, ready two actions to rage and strike anyone that comes into range.

Sounds good!

init: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24

Doh! Oh, gotcha! In that case I'll spring the trap!

EDIT: I read the bit about the trap as a bit of a joke, though I'll totally pull that lever if that's what y'all want to do!

Eser wills herself to look up from the box and coins - oh, so very shiny! - which have been repeatedly drawing her gaze even as the others plan. Realizing they are about to spring into action, she puffs her feathers and draws her khakarra, stretching as large as she can. "I shall raid the room with you! Together, the kobolds will fall before us like... rain off a rat!" she finishes, rather rushed and hushed (for Eser), realizing that Pfil has already loosed her arrow.

Sorry to hear you're going, Surla. Good gaming to you.

Apologies for the silence, I got pretty sick and then a bunch of not great stuff happened at work and I've been digging out. Getting caught up now.

@Eser: Get well soon. I heared the new variant coming in fall is a bit worse again, so take care.

And next time, get the mexican beer, not the virus. :)

Thanks for kind words. I live close to Baja MX and get over for some Mexican beers and seafood whenever I can (though admittedly I prefer Pacifico to Corona). Mexican lagers definitely beat the disease!

EDIT:

Has the coof eaten your brain?

I feel decidedly dumber post-covid. Thankfully I'm playing a birdbarian.

Picked up a case of covid and am pretty out of it. Will be back ASAP.

Nice job, GM. Eser does in fact like shiny things. (you need more exclamation points, however. Eser talks in exclamations!!!)

Her perfectly non-magical khakarra in hand, Eser leans low and turns an unblinking eye to Pfil. "Yes, let's press on and make sure we know of any enemies before they know of us!"

FYI, I'm putting together my final pre-tenure file and will be swamped into next week. Please bot as needed. Rage and smash is Eser's MO.

Sounds good, Eser will hold off on treating wounds!

As mentioned in discussion, I think it depends a bit on how long it has been since our last short rest, which I don't really know. I'll go ahead and roll for the beak dipping regardless - I think even with the short rest, however long it is, 4 hp aren't going to last long.

Eying the altar with one wary eye, Eser dips her beak into the water and drinks deep. I am strong! she thinks. I shall not vomit on my friends!

healing: 1d8 ⇒ 4
fortitude: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20

Regarding rest, it is 10 minutes but if I'm understanding correctly can't be done but once every hour. So I think it is GM's call as to how long it has been since the last short rest. I don't have much of an idea myself :)

I'm fine if folks don't want to wait around for healing, and Eser can drink from the fountain as well. If she goes down, she goes down - y'all will figure it out I'm sure!

And yup, there's another fort save coming at some point as well.

"Present me sees silver. But I am not sure if it would bring veal or woe for older us."

Eser's feathers fluff up, her head bobs, one uneasy eye surveying the others as they approach the altar. "This is a sacred place! You will anger the gods if you rob it! I for one will not take anything!"

"But perhaps this is a good place to rest for a moment? I can heal you, and you will not vomit! Probably."

If folks don't mind loitering a bit, Eser can use her medicine skill to heal. If folks want to move on, she'll drink the water instead.

treat wounds Eser: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25
hp: 2d8 ⇒ (1, 3) = 4

Responding to poke! OW!

"Likely running to warn their tribe," Eser comments, one unblinking eye watching Surla's corvid. I wonder what the wise bird thinks?

"It is what our guards would do. But since none made it--" Eser's feathers puff, a shiver of pride overcoming her, and she moves closer to Pfil, into the hall. "Perhaps we should check what is close by before going to their village?"

perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10

Sounds good to me!

The wound Eser receives, while not entirely unexpected, pushes her over the edge of emotion. Anger swells, her feathers puff, and the barbarian raises her khakarra high, brining it down again and again on the nearest kobolds. "WE. JUST. WANT. TO. TALK!"

Rage, attack, attack. Eser will attack the red kobold, and if it dies, then the green one.
rage, flank: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23
damage: 1d12 + 3 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 3 + 6 = 20
rage, flank, iterative: 1d20 + 6 - 5 ⇒ (13) + 6 - 5 = 14
damage: 1d12 + 3 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 3 + 6 = 18

I delayed because we were still talking at that time. It obviously was headed for a fight (hence, initiative) but Eser is not going to attack them first. Which they hadn't at the time I posted. Since I am traveling, I figured best to post and delay Eser than not post and potentially delay everyone. My apologies for annoying you.

Eser pushes into the room next to Rik'tik. Best to be close in case the negotions went sour. Which it looked like it was, but the kobolds hadn't actually committed any violence yet. The tengu of Eser's tribe often puffed their feathers in confrontation. Perhaps this was similar? A negotiating tactic or a bluff. "WHY. ARE. YOU. ANGRY?" Eser yelled in Taldane, speaking loudly and slowly.

Traveling at the moment and don't have much time today. Is delaying a thing in PF2? If so, Eser will do that until after the kobolds act.

"Okay then!" Eser bobs her head, thankful for the plan and her companions' keen eyesight. "Can we light up? I would hate to accidentally smash one of you in the dark, if a fight breaks out!"

Eser will follow along with the others once there is light to see by.

Eser crouches in the darkness, her mood sour. All this traipsing around underground, and now talk of flood gates? The idea of a surge of water running through these tunnels...

Eser shakes her head. Better to think of things to smash. "Should I run up the stairs and hit whatever is up there? I can hit whatever is up there."

Sorry, didn't realize you're waiting on me. Very busy here, like 14 hour work day today. Ready to move on and will follow other's leads. Please bot as needed.

Hopefully no more snakes have reared their heads!

That sucks, GM, sorry to hear you're having house/rodent/snake issues. June in the southeast, must be getting warm and humid there. Do the rodents go indoors or outdoors in the summer? Maybe they'll all head outside soon and you'll get a break to patch things up?

Here in Southern CA our cloudy season is about over and then rattlesnake breeding season begins. Good times. One of our student workers stepped on one on campus last summer (she didn't get bit, thankfully).

Well, the middle ground seems desirable.

I mean, until there ARE effects from the failed saves, we won't even KNOW that we failed them.
So press on as much as we can, THEN fall back once there is a noticeable effect and get treatment.
Then do the rest -

This makes sense to me!

Eser scowls, as best as her beak can manage, at any rate. "Should we destroy it? Can you break this dark pulse?"

Despite Eser's reaction, her player is all for avoiding this room and looking for the fish thieves.

@Eser: You still rolled your damage wrong, you forgot that Surla's magic weapon spell isn't an extra +1 to damage, but an extra +1d12 to damage. Not the extra damage would have mattered, as you'll see soon enough, but I'll write the post out as though you'd correctly rolled the damage and got an average result.

Oh shoot, I misread Surla's post as that is what happens when you crit, but now I realize that is what happens when you crit, just not with magic weapon spell. Well, that spell seems pretty great!

Eser's beak snaps shut and then open again, a resounding clack ringing down the hallway. Rage clouds her vision, her mind goes blank. In lieu of strategy, Eser hefts her kharkarra again and swings it again and again, intent to smash her unliving opponent into pieces.

attack, magic weapon: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 6 + 1 = 21
damage, rage, magic weapon: 1d12 + 3 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 3 + 6 + 1 = 20

attack, magic weapon: 1d20 + 6 + 1 - 5 ⇒ (17) + 6 + 1 - 5 = 19
damage, rage, magic weapon: 1d12 + 3 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 3 + 6 + 1 = 11

attack, magic weapon: 1d20 + 6 + 1 - 10 ⇒ (3) + 6 + 1 - 10 = 0
damage, rage, magic weapon: 1d12 + 3 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 3 + 6 + 1 = 20

EDIT: All damage is bludgeoning since that is what Eser used on the skeletons.

Unimportant note given you crit:

How a magic weapon bonus works is not +1 to damage. It is +1dX where x is your normal weapon damage die. So, you'd be rolling 2d12+normal bonuses

Oh interesting - thank you, Surla!

Eser snarls, and thinks of charging the closest skeleton, when her inner voice breaks through the fog of her adrenaline. Don't cut the others off, birdbrain! Stay where you're at, they'll come to you. Unless they pull out bows or something.

Taking the advice of Eser's esteemed colleagues, she will ready an action to strike the first skeleton that comes into melee range.