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Now the fun part...the ritual...why they would let level 1 characters do complex rituals, I do not know.

Participants must spend an hour in preparation for the ritual, and the ritual itself takes another hour.

Okay, I need each of you to make a Knowledge (arcana), Knowledge (religion), Spellcraft, Use Magic Device, or Wisdom check. PCs who worship good-aligned deities receive a +2 bonus on this check, and PCs who are divine spellcasters of good-aligned deities instead receive a +4 bonus.

Cause they're evil and I'm not likely to make any of those checks lol

"Sure we'll help. We found something that might help." as he looks around for the book with instructions on it.

Aoo 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 221d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
Galford swipes his blade across the retreating tengu even as he pushes down the pain from the former's earlier strike...

That really really hurt.

He chases after blue and stabs the blackbird never mind that he himself was of a midnight blue plumage.
Stab 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 251d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
Confirm crit 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 121d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

Picking his way across this battlefield carefully, the bird moves up straight as delivers a slash across his feathered foe's torso.
Attack, target blue 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 231d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
"I'm not buying whatever it is you're selling and considering we're both tengus, I'm glad its just one of us who's bought it." he quips

I have 7 xp.
14 fame and 14pp.

So yes I'm level 3.
Previous info wasn't updated then.

"Just so we're all clear, working together we can over come them. And hurting them where it hurts helps!" Galford encourages his companions.
Spending a panache to give everyone Prescise Strike.
Stealth 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23
Perception 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22

"I'm not sure if I know how to perform rituals. I was trained to exploit and guide in a battle. All this magical doodads is something I'm not sure. I may not even be reading this right." Galford shrugs.
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A wave of confusion hits the tengu and he wavers..........however luckily he managed to bend a feather and the sight brings him back though he looks at the offending feather...

Will save 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 1 = 12

"What was that?" he demands

"The texts speak of ritual components necessary to call upon the power of Zepha’s talisman, if i translated this properly...."

"I see he's protective indeed and he understands common. A pity I don't speak its language though, might have to spend some time in the archives to pick it up when we get back." Galford returns the glare in full, already not liking this creature.

Perception 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23
Linguistics Take 10 for total 20?

Once at the building, the tengu is quick to notice texts with religious references and brings the out to allow his other companions to view it though he does take some time to look through them himself.

Perception 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16

"Well now." a slightly ill looking tengu answers his companions as he retreats from looking down the well.
"I do believe we found the rest of the Hei Feng faithful."

Once Erashava summons her ally, Galford gives the creature a once over and based on his disdain for the others.
"Friend eh? I doubt your friend thinks the same."

Galford swings his blade rather recklessly but it follows a strange intricate pattern that culminates in a single slash......
Attack 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 191d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Galford doesn't like it but innocent tengus are in danger. Stupid bunch of feather-heads but still in danger and so He flies in with his blade leading. With a slash he slams his blade into the ooze.

Attack 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 191d6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

"Is that how you cleanse yourself?" the tengu looks in disbelief a the creature emerging from the well.
"Was water in a bucket too simple that the creator of this ritual had to make this complicated?" he jokes as he prepares to support his companions.

yay 1 panache gained back.

Galford steps around his companion to gain a flank before once more striking with his unusual style of fighting as he does yet another quick series of thrust.

Attack 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 81d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
Precise Strike 1d6 ⇒ 2

Oh dear...
Wakazaki 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 211d6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
Precise strike 1d6 ⇒ 5
If I kill blue I don't get any panache lol

Galford steps up and with single fluid movement, slashes and steps back crouching away from his opponent. His blade held before him a guarded position, the way a fencer from Brevoy might except his weapon of choice is obviously eastern in design.

Yay! Kill them all guys. Earn me my Panache!"

Spending one Panache to give everyone within 30 feet of me Precise Strike
"Gang on them and we can have this resolved pretty quickly! Shift them right about there and we're doing good." Galford begins as he starts to swing his own blades.....

"Oh? That makes it very different then." Galford calmly remarks as his blade is loosened.

"I don't wish to offend but that is one strange ritual. I wonder how the other one is now........"

Perception 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 19
Heal 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 1 = 17

"Feathers! Someone tell me I'm not seeing wrong but those things look like they don't belong to those Tengu's bodies! I'm a Tengu but I'm sure I don't have whatever they have. I hope it's not contagious."

Linguistics 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (13) + 10 = 23
No other questions for Mitoko.

"I'll bet my wing feathers that that chant sounds like Abyssal and these folks don't know it. This Hei Feng requires prayers in Abyssal? Someone correct me if I'm wrong but isn't prayers usually conducted in the tongue of he heavens?" Galford complains.

Diplomacy 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23

"You seem like someone who has ears on the ground. If something is wrong, and you act on it then perhaps you do it because it's right and not easy. This new prophet kills the old and puts in his own men means something isn't right about all this. And you know it well."

Sense Motive 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21
"Something is strange about that one's talk. He speaks as if he needs to make it bigger then it is and overly dramatic."

"Also this preacher fellow changed all the guards to one of his own choosing. Sometimes gets my feathers up and it's not the breeze I tell you."

"It is a beautiful day yet to sully it by throwing insults. Did your nest mates not notice you?" Galford retorts before he is able to shut his beak.

Oh dear....I did it again.....

Wow looks like everybody's roll is abit on the low side.

Diplomacy 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

"Interesting." Galford muses.
"The ritual is such a large and secret ceremony but it's an open viewing for the first time? We should start asking around and later it'll might do us good."

"I am Galford Dao, Born in this land yet raised in another so I don't know how the custom in this land is like nor would I know how one like myself should conduct himself." The Tengu speaks though he doesn't seem the least ashamed of his origins.

"So they aren't friendly to those not of the same race as them?" a surprised Galford Dao responds. The outgoing Tengu had being travelling for a few years and wasn't sure if his people were like that or he was an exception.

"My apologies for the questions but who is Andoletta? Who are the Shrines dedicated too? Also It sounds like the keepers there are guarding some evil being or something. Could you tell us more?"

With his plumage of darkest black, a bandanna wrapped head and lightly armored with cuts in his clothing and armor to facilitate movement comes a Tengu who doesn't look entirely comfortable in such a place of comfort.
Knowledge (Nobility) 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20

"They call me Galford Dao Ravenwing. Greetings to all of you." he begins as he slides into the seat, his claws moving through motions as if attempting to mirror his host.

Hasn't being updated yet. Will do so Tonight. Apologies.

I do have this char if Tengus are a thing.

Player Name: nightdeath
Character Name: Galford Dao
PFS#: 76925-28
Faction: Scarab Sages
Starting XP: 4
Starting Prestige and Fame: 6pp 8 fame
Starting Gold: 2777

I haven't played this Char in a while and may need to update him.

here.

Galford cannot help but chuckle as he realises that he understands everything the goblins says or mostly what they say.

"Aunt Sybil, the goblins have a bad relationship with horses and are likely to eat them. Oxen wouldn't be too bad if we can get them besides the speed we're moving in a caravan usually is at a pace where Oxen can keep up. We seldom get the horses to go fast while pulling caravans. They could get damaged after all."

Provided the Goblins don't eat the oxen.

Galford Raises an Eyebrow.
"What's wrong with Horses? We use them to pull the wagon usually. Much faster too."

Galford tries to laugh to support his brother but what comes out is a spluttered cough as the elbow to his rather fragile ribs hurts. No it hurts alot really.

Shrugging and rolling his eyes at his brother's antics, showing that he is more than used to them speaks out after his brother has gone out of earshot.
"Ma always tells me to be more confident like my brother and that's all. She told me to treat all women with respect adn not to be a 'skirt chaser' and something about not being a farmer sowing oats in a field." pausing a moment, he continues.

"Can't really see my brother as a farmer though but yes whenever he sees pretty women, his mind goes to mush and suddenly my brother becomes this forward asking, suave, handome and idiotic. It does mean that all of you are pretty as he's being known to be have a fine eye for women, what ever that means." adding the last part in.

"Now about geting wagons for the goblins....." he mutters more to himself.....

Yay. One wakazaki.

I would like the Wakazaki if no one else wants it.

I guess I'll hold on to my gold for a while.

Rolling his eyes at his brother's blatant effort to flirt, Galford joins the rest in obtaining supplies for the caravan. Knowing his brother's penchant, pointing delicately to his companions that such arrangements would be best done by his companions and not his brother who though is a fine caravan master. A fine arrangement he is not.

"We should be able to do this. My brother is good in his own area but this should be best left to us."

lol Goblin Diplomacy.

Well Galford will try to improve relationship with both Koya and Sandru.

He can also act as scout or some other job that can't be taken? I don't have access to the mentioned reources now till I get home.

No romance for the tengu here. After all one's his mother the other his brother though adopted.........Ameiko also not likely.

Let's just stick with fame and pranks.

Hmmm what's a likly bored young tengu to do?

Galford glances as Irnk leaves having realised that after some observation, he may have managed to learn something after all.

"Hey Mum, of course I'll come. It'll be fun to do something together as a family and It'll be a good experience."

Turning to Sybil as the excited tengu motor mouths his way,
"Auntie can come too! It'll be great and the pranks that I could learn in the North. They'll have different methods too! Besides, the goblins would make a good practice material" saying the last out as an afterthought.

I'm fine with anything and of course being back on a caravan with his mother and brother would please Galford.

A PbF is maybe the best platform for exploring such rules.

Of course Galford wants to be rich, famous and you know have adventures.......

Kajistu? Isn't that Ameiko's family name? Wonders the Black Tengu as the letter is read out, however with his mum in attendance, he keeps his beak shut.

With the tantaslising offer of more adventure, Galford is more than eagar to see what Ameiko and his mum had in mind. Though at times he wishes his mum would see him as a man like his older brother Sandru and not always the child.

Afterall he helped saved Sandpoint!

Inwardly quashing the emotions arising when he thinks of his past friends.

Caw!

Galford was interested in the chest. It was his first chest and his first adventure and this would be his first time dividing the chest contents. It would be his first loot as told by his Mother and Brother in their stories.

Tharjuck and Avan were also his first experience with the deaths an adventure could bring. He wasn't sure if he could be as heroic as Avan but he would honor Tharjuck as much as he can remembering the gentle herbalist.

Seeing his mum and enduring the extensive checks by her on his well being made it all the better when she prepared his favorite meals and of course once Auntie Sybil made sure that he was where he was supposed to be,she took off and came back several hours later.

The funeral he kept silent in respect to the two even though he felt that the words offered by the townsfolk felt hollow and complained bitterly to his Mother, Koya who comforted him and explained that the townsfolk were detached only because they weren't there like he was. Even though his mother had tried to explain things to him, he still felt like the two were just treated like figments.

The message from the towns hall made him excited and for a moment he forgot about the chest...just for a moment and its contents. Then hugging himself wth glee, he proceeded to the towns hall.

Happy New Year everyone!! Let's do this with a bang!

I am sorry for your loss Irnk.