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Shield Lands and Living City (way back in 2e).

First PFS game for me, hopefully I'll be able to make it out to some local cons and try out a few games. Been a long time since my RPGA days.

Thanks to Dak, Pridy, Kuwa, Priddy, Harly for an enjoyable first run.

PFS#107151, Taldor

Strange I thought we were done!

Furious attacks the nearest opponent with his greatsword.

Melee: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 5 = 22

If I hit.
Greatsword: 2d6 + 4 ⇒ (5, 1) + 4 = 10

To the rest of the party, "Did anybody else see the halfing, sizing us up?"

"Think we should be concerned, are we really the strangest group out on the streets or is he really watching us for another reason?"

Furios nods to the swordsman, "Sure I'll come along."

Heh double no action! Stupid Rats, eeek!

Furios stands at the ready, ready for the first sign of danger.

"Huh would you look at that a key..."

"Well we are in thanks to my orcish open all key."

Furios looks on as Kala attempts to kick the door in, "Not a bad try, may I?"

Strength Check: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22

Furios slams into the door with his shoulder trying to budge the door.

After observing the events with keys, "So this Pathfinder gig, is it a puzzle playing. I'm more the enforcer type."

"Careful Priddy that snake may bite..."

Furios, always late with the warning.

Furios watches as group tries to open the chest, "We could try to smash it as well."

As the party travels back to the Wise Quarter.

"Well not much going on at that house other than a creepy old cat lady. I couldn't find anything out of the ordinary."

Furious begins to look around the house now that Priddy and Kuwabara have the woman distracted.

Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23

Furios sets the couch down and looks around rather sheepishly, and watches the kids scatter as Baltwin yells at them to run outside.

Looks like working with kids may not be my strong suit.

I figured I would do a social blunder with the children since the diplomacy roll was so low. New Orc game, "Step on the cat."

Noticing the children looking at him horrified, "Uh hey kids lets find this cat, here let me pick up the sofa and you grab 'em."

Furios lifts the couch for the children to be able to get the cat back.

"Get HIM!"

Furios stalks into the house and looks for a group of kids while the others distract the cat lady.

Seeing a group of children playing with kitten in the corner of the room, Furios lumbers over to them.

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (5) + 0 = 5

As he nears the children, he inadvertently steps on the kitten. The kitten lets out a screech and quickly darts under a nearby sofa. The children look at Furios horrified.

"Umm so you kids like cats?"he asks the children rather sheepishly.

Darn low diplomacy roll.

"Ugh the stench of the cats it the worse than the back of an orc cave."

Furious loosens is greatsword outside the house expecting trouble."I don't think this is going to be a simple ask the old lady to nicely stop using her children as pickpockets."

Sounds good lets try to finish strong!

Get well and hope your job search goes well.

"Well helping the young and destitute is noble work, though not very heroic, let us be done with it."

"I thought this Pathfinder organization was more about looking for lost treasures not running errands?"

Furious scratches his head, "Well lets deliver some medicine."

"Let us leave this place, I have no desire to continue speaking to these people."

With a shrug, Furios sheathes his greatsword and prepares to leave.

Furios sheaths his sword and crosses his arms, "Good choice for you little Imp, we had you cornered and it would not have not ended well."

"Let us go and talk to miss high and mighty in the other room, and be done with this." With a loud snort Furios adds, "this place disgusts me."

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Not even close.

"Hey little guy, I think we can work out a deal."

Furios goes out of an offensive posture and lowers his sword.

"I really didn't try to hit you little guy, honest."

Basically hold action, while the negotiations take place.

Furious takes a swing at the elusive imp,"come here you little bugger, my greatsword wants to say, 'Hi'."

Not sure if I need to move or not, but I will target the same square as Kuwabara.

Melee Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8

Fickle dice bot.

Oh miss snobby isn't going to like ink all over her fancy stuff.

Furious will take a ready action to attack should the Imp become visible.

Still here!

I'm back now!

Sorry all comcast messed up the work order at the new house. I'll be back online Monday.

"Well so much for making her bed."

Furios prods the area in front of him, trying to pinpoint the imp.

Touch Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16

The area marked red in front of Furios.

Just a heads up I'm in the process of moving my posting my bit erratic until Monday. If needed bot my PC.

Furios yells over at swordsman with the sheet, "What are you doing making miss high and mighty's bed?"

I can help with the sheet as my next round action.

After missing the imp, Furios shakes his fist in rage at the now vanished creature, "Show yourself coward!"

Furios charges the little Imp his orcish heritage urging him on for battle,in orcish"Kill the foul creature!"

Charge Attack: 1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 5 + 2 = 9

And that folks is a big 'ole miss!

"What is that foul creature some denizen of the lower planes?"

Furious then looks back over his shoulder at the paracountess,"This is your idea of a servant lady? You got stones, I tell you that."

Furious then draws his greatsword and readies himself.

Furios furrows his brow at the paracountess suggestion.

"You want us to go beat one of your servants to retrieve an item, can't you just order him to hand it over?"

Furios looks uneasy in the rich appointed trappings of the estate.

This woman could feed many of the poor in this city, but she keeps all of her wealth for her I see...

Suddenly startled by the loud noise, Furios's hand begins to reach for his greatsword expecting trouble.

Furios looks at the Varisian woman who suggests going to the Paracountess first.

"Aye why not, maybe she is easy on orcish eyes."

First PFS Game!

Dressed in a ragged set of hide armor with a greatsword strapped to his back, the hulking Furios Mal looks more like a barbarian than a ranger.

Furios grabs the note from Ambrus, "You Pathfinders would be lucky to have me."

After a few moments of reading the note, he looks at the gathered crowd, "Yes I can read."

"Hmm no opportunity for tracking down some human quarry in this list, that's more my specialty, but I suppose I can be your errand boy."

My PC is ready to go.

No preference for me, though I'm not a Roll20 subscriber.

Checking in! Should have my PC finished tonight.