Felix Nin's page

Felix pokes at the undead, takes various parts of them putting them in jars, and mumbles something about evil necromancers.

Ommm... Felix chants and closes his eyes. Then quickly fires an arrow.

Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 3

Perhaps I got the pitch wrong, it seems to work for the Monks of the Singing Arrows.

Undead are so yesterday. Why not a demon or devil? Felix looks to the heavens and makes a symbol of Abadar. Then fires his bow.

Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 5

Why do you curse me gods?

Gambling with magic and the gods, humm... I think that has a quality that others might find appealing. Felix pats Rose on the back.

Well, then your luck has picked back up and you live to tell the tale!

Felix does the investigation thing a bit on the remains of the room, just to be on the safe side before we cut him loose

My good man, how have you been able to retain your health with such a prolonged imprisonment? Felix checks the bones for gnawing and signs of butchering.

Felix, finally looks up from his book that he has been writing in and barely notices that he is not in the same spot as when he started writing. "Almost finished with chapter 1." He mutters and takes a look around. "South, sounds good."

Felix rushes to aid Jericho. Infernal things!

Aid Another: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (20) + 3 = 23

HELLZ, now I crit!!!

Erastile don't fail me now..!

Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 1

I am cursed.

Attack!

Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 4

Miss!

My self preservation instinct tells me to move on as well, I would rather not have curiosity kill Felix He smiles and shuffles nervously while rubbing the his back where the dart struck.

Felix digs through his bag and gathers some tools. He takes a sample of hair and determines color and length, checks the blood and compares it to known humanoid types, checks the skeletal structure for height and age based on the compression of the vertebrate, and looks for any distinguishable features such as scars or tattoos on the remaining parts of the body.

In essence Felix does the Investigator thang!

Thanks Rose! Oil bananas!! The rats are coming right for us. Felix draws his short sword and swings then 5 foot steps away.

Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 1

Miss..!

Felix hops around with a dart in his back where he can't reach it. Ouch ouch ouch. Get it out!

This is just not my week. Am I going to get tetanus from this thing?

down to 5 hp

Clearing himself from the melee and drawing his bow, Felix calculates the odds of striking a rat.

Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 3

Die vermin!

So many teeth! Everything is biting me today... Felix swipes at the rats with his short sword.

Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 6

Holy fire pits of Sarenrae's bosom..! Its teeth where sharp. It tore up my favorite traveling pants, lucky I packed a spare. Felix pulls one of the odd swirling vials from his vest and drinks it, then excuses himself to change clothes.

CLW: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

AHH, its in the bone..! He flails at it with his short sword.

Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 3

Felix awakes from his night of revelry and remembers why he doesn't drink. Hang overs are the worst! he mutters when next he sees his companions.

Felix gets rather plastered. Did I ever tell you about the... He says to know one in particular but continues to have a conversation with who ever might be around, mostly about strange and obscure bits of academia. He is some what of a pleasant drunk however, albeit a bit self involved.

I am on to replacing my arrows and finding a mace..! Also a bit of drinking and carousing at the inn will do well for morale.

Never thought I would hear my self say it, but I need a drink. Although I am not the only one I believe

Die you blasted thing..!

Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 5

Felix squints in the poor light and attempts to do the same as Kwin, but can't tell if he hit or not.

Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 1

You know, I thought of almost everything... Except skeletons... How could I forget about skeletons. They aren't much effected by bows. Felix takes a shot at the nearest one any way.

Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 5

Missing horribly.

Felix rushes to help Rose block the hole with his cloak. Damn things hurt!

Felix delays a bit while he studies the surroundings but reluctantly chases after the party. No sense splitting up.

Rummaging in his pack, Felix gets out a jar and a set of tongs. Scraping the insect off the floor he puts it in the jar and examines it. Humm, I am not sure that I have ever seen anything like this.

Can I make a knowledge check to figure out what the bug is?

I have seen spells that cause a person to flee in uncontrolled fear. It should wear off soon, just try not to let her run into something dangerous like a trap or other inhabitants of this place. Felix goes back to looking at the bug and scanning the room for any other oddities without moving to close to anything in particular.

Green Slime, what an odd name, but I guess well suited. Not something like Green Desolver or Disintegration Muck. Humm, those might come in handy in the future. Felix takes a moment to jot a few items in his journal.

Back to doors 3 and 2?

Felix digs in his pack to get out a healing potion to hand to Parfin while holding the lantern out in the hallway occasionally moving his arm erratically attempting to be a harder target for the archer. Parfin, this should help with your wounds, but not your frustration. That requires a drink from a different flask. with that he winks and goes back to making the lantern a hard target.

Felix runs with the latern and hops the corner of the pit putting his back to the wall holding the lantern out so others can see down the hall, or perhaps throwing off the vision of the archer. Keeping an eye down the west corridor. Parfin you alive down there? I have a rope I will get to you as soon as the arrows stop flying.

That is a double move to make it to the wall. I figure it is an easy jump to cross at an angle

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25

Felix moves to the end of the hall and fires another arrow at the retreating combatant. Not so fast interloper!.

Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 3

{b]Erastil don't fail me now![/b] Felix looses another arrow into his most recent pin cushion. Then shuffles down the hall closer to the fight.

Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 1

Felix rushes to aid his elven companion, bow in hand. If he sees anything he will shoot it! Companions, there is another combatant down the hall.

Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 4

Shooting arrows at us is unfriendly! Felix returns fire as well.

Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 5

Lets take a note from Ulman's book and make a grand entrance, perhaps set them off their confidence a bit. At least allow us a moment to get into tactical position. Who knows they may be allies and not enemies.

Umm... He would probably bring you back as a animated corpse, I have studied a thing or two about the rejuvenation of the lifeless, while there are some epic spells that an arcanist can aspire too, truly bringing the dead back to life is in the hands of the divine. Felix shakes his head. Snake oil and theatrics, figures that would be what we would get by visiting him, I am surprised that he didn't just charge us for that speach. I am not a fan of this man.

I am good with banking, I haven't got anything in mind to purchase.

Ah yes gem cutting, now that is a skill that I have always been interested in but haven't taken the time to learn. Yet. Felix continues to ask around about the witch and sums up the nerve to go see the necromancer. Kwin, perhaps you would accompany me to the corpse smith and help me interrogate.. I mean ask some questions about this Yorgala, after the reaction from pappy I am even more interested in the tale!

Felix sets his gear down and begins going over his various items, checking and cleaning them. By the gods! He suddenly exclaims. I do believe I left my extension flat pick number 4 in that last area I checked! Those are hard to come by and I have had that one for many years. His annoyance is only short lived as he begins to look through his notes and shows Ysbel and her grandfather various sketches and notes he took.

Coming across his last few pages he inquires. Do you know anything about Yorgala? If neither of them do he expands his search for questions to others in the bar and then in to the village, lastly choosing to talk with the necromancer with a dour look on his face if it comes to that.

I really liked the fire idea, but applied force works as well. Let me take a look at these bodies and see if I can make any summations. Felix checks the state of decay and types, if any, of wounds.

Might sound crazy but we could use oil and set fire to the door, weakening it. Felix makes his fingers wiggle like flames.

Sorry for the disappearing act, I just got my internet back today. The snow-pocalypse did a number on my part of town. Polar Vortex can stay in the polar region!

Loose! Felix fires his arrow.

Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 6

Sorry for the delay, the snow here knocked out my power and I have been freezing my butt off. Currently staying with a buddy till they restore my power..! Stoopid Snowpocalypse..!!!

I have a crowbar and we have some other tools, lets take a couple of these doors off their hinges or break them loose and use them? 2 maybe 3 would get us across the room. Felix does some calculation and measures the nearest door with a calibrated string.

My map is unfinished for this level, that just wont do. Felix notices everyone left him so he rushes to catch up.

Go Team..! Felix ponders about cheerleaders and pompoms.

What a weird place to house gems, I guess it made sense to someone, but I dare say that the statue was worth more then these trinkets.

If only I had read that treatise on golems..! Felix tries another arrow.

Attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 1

I am just wasting arrows, I will help those that get hurt.

Holy Gold Coins from Abadar's Vault..! Felix consults his book. There is nothing in my notes about constructs. My educated guess says to hit it really hard!! Doubting his arrows will do anything he still try to hit it.

Attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 2

You know Rose, when the builders of this place where working on it, I wonder if they thought all their hard work and effort would become a low rent housing project for gnolls with an ant infestation and a cube bacteria problem. I mean once we clear this place out we should consider fixing it up and renting it out. Could be a seasonal cottage or theme park. Felix looks pensive for a moment and makes some more notes in his book.

It would be a shame if all of my years studying traps was not put to use, mind you, I am not complaining but slightly disappointed in the hype of this place. Humm, perhaps famous last words! He frantically writes in his journal and then checks the next door.