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No day job for me.

Gaellin sways unsteadily as he offers his waterskin, "Oh! Well hello there. Interested in some applejack?"

Let's rip this band-aid off then.
Remove Curse: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 5 = 22

Heal checks if necessary
Heal: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
Heal: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
Heal: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

Gaellin punches the remaining skeleton.
1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21
1d6 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

1d20 + 3 ⇒ (14) + 3 = 17
1d6 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

Gaellin rushes forward in an enthusiastic stupor and punches at the skeleton.
1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22
1d6 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Apologies all, the prelude to Paizocon was a couple days of busy, more than I expected. I will be back to regular schedule and post tomorrow.

Gallon adopts a defensive posture once more and moves in behind Helena.

Will: 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 3 + 1 = 17

Delay

Gaellin will crouches down, ready to evade. Full defense

Being blind, pretty much prevents ranged attacks as a whole. Now, many GMs are lenient and allow a given that the rest of the party can communicate the square, so 50%. As for our characters specifically (Katsu and I), we have blindsight 30ft so ranged attacks within are fine.

Gaellin stumbles to the opposing side of the elemental.

You all hear Gaellin stumble drunkenly behind you.

"Oh! I'm fine!......I'm fine! I lost my feet for a second there.." he then snickers to himself.

Calm thyself Katsu. It is not over yet and for you to ditch us now would be quite unfortunate for us as you actually deal damage.

Botting Helena AOO
Attack: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (16) + 13 = 29
Damage: 3d6 + 7 ⇒ (4, 2, 6) + 7 = 19

He did not, his standard is +6, +8 with flanking, so +9 with bless.

Gallon steps next to the wall and begins leaning on it.

Gaellin does nothing for fear of bleeding out.

Botting Helena's crit

crit confirm: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27
3d6 + 7 ⇒ (5, 2, 6) + 7 = 20

Fort: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21

Gaellin 5fts away from the other thing.

Gaellin crouches slightly, gaining a knowing expression as he looks around. He then puts his arms protectively around his head as moves dodgily around the large creature.

Enter style, full defense, move. AC 20 now

"A concealed door!? Katsu, tell us what you see."

"Whew, glad whatever those are are dead...redead?"

Yeah, I never saw the illusion to begin with. :)

Full Defense

(See Katsu, your mistake was in attacking. I don't even bother. :P )

Full defense

Gaellin shifts dodgily and moves around to the other side of whatever it is.

Full defense, move. AC is 20

Gaellin looks very surprised as he makes his way into the room. "Woah there now. I don't know what was said but," he pulls out his waterskin, "surely we can talk it over with a drink?"

Swift-enter style, move-move, standard-full defense.

"Pshht! Take myself seriously? Have you seen me? Wait! I'm not ready." Gaellin holds up his hand. With his other, he grabs his waterskin and takes a long swig. After he swallows he gives a large exhale, "Okay, now I'm ready."

"Slippery!?" he says feigning flabbergast, "Well I never!..." He then loses his composure and breaks out in laughter.

"What? Jewelry for me?" Gaellin says with a wry smile as he accepts the amulet, "But I didn't get you anything..."

"What!? You ask to enlarge her right after giving me something!? How rude!"

Delay

Gaellin unslings a mini barrel from his back and begins refilling his waterskin.

Gaellin wakes and sits up with a gasp, also reaching for his waterskin. He upturns the waterskin as he stands up. After taking a step back, he appears to empty the contents. "It's empty? Well now I'm much less excited to be alive."

Thanks for the heads up.

Yup

Delay

Reflex: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

"OW! Don't light my water!" Gaellin yells as he begins patting himself off. These pats somehow cause him to dodge the skeleton's swipes.

Punch defensively: 1d20 + 4 - 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 - 4 = 1
1d6 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

and step 5ft back

Gaellin enters a strange but familiar stance and moves up next to Etemyc. He then throws a fist at the skeleton figure in front of him, but focuses on dodging too.

attack defensively: 1d20 + 4 - 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 - 4 = 3
1d6 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

AC is 17 now

Gaellin leans on a nearby wall and takes several swigs of his waterskin. "What do people need torches for anyway?"

Poison: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12
Distraction: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26

Flask: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 5 = 22
1d6 ⇒ 2

"Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!" Gaellin yells as he grabs another flask, steps back and lobs it at the closest corner of the swarm.

Gallon steps over to Helena, grabs an acid flask and hucks it at the swarm.

Acid: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10
Cure: 1d6 ⇒ 4

Off-target: 1d8 ⇒ 8

1 damage to the swarm.

Gaellin continues trying to overturn the boat.

Strength: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16

Hearing swarm! Gaellin begins rocking his boat, trying to flip it over.

Str: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 2 = 13

Hey everybody! This feels like a boat!"

Gaellin wanders in and up to the boat using his guiding stick to find these boats everyone's been talking about. "Huh, sounds like wood." After a moment of tapping it, he hops inside the close boat.

"Woo." Gaellin exclaims blandly as he twirl his index finger in circles. "Don't worry, it won't get the jump on me. I'll see it coming!"

"It's nothing," Gaellin says simply and then takes a long drink from his waterskin.

Gallon follows and drinks dejectedly.

"No one?" Gaellin asks again, in a somewhat injured tone.

"Ha HA!" Gaellin cheers after he brings down the whatever-it-was. "Boom! Now I can say that I did something while I was here! Who wants to drink to that?"

Will: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

EDIT: So, forgive me but I looked up mummies because I was curious about the aforementioned aura. Well, lo' and behold! It requires actually seeing the mummy to be affected! Boom!

In that case..

Flurry part 1: 1d20 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 + 2 = 5
1d6 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5
Flurry part 2: 1d20 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 2 + 2 = 22
1d6 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6