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Backing away on the other side of the door, Garren digs deeper into his quiver.

5 ft. step followed by longbow attack

Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 6

An angry look on his face, Garren steps forward into the doorway and looses a third arrow at the lizard-creature.

Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 3

Hesitating a moment, the ranger looses an arrow at the nearest creature, hoping to clear the way for his companions.

Attack (Magic Weapon, Shooting into Melee): 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 4

Garren raises his bow to shoot past Seamus into the whatever-monsters-they-are.

Attack, Magic Weapon: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 7

Initiative: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15

"Fine," Garren grumbles as he stows his bow and tries the door.

He can't actually succeed at this check (no training or thieves' tools)

After fumbling at the lock for a moment, he curses under his breath, then says, "Need a key or a stout knock for this."

"I can give it a try if no one is trained in the thief's art." Garren says, spitting on the floor next to him.

"I doubt he'd show it, even if he was." Garren says to Shane.

As the scholars in the group work on the symbols, Garrens stands near Seamus, bow in hand to deal with any more "pleasant surprises".

Seeing the sergeant, Garren salutes in a very surprised manner. Seeing his antics with the shocker lizard, the ranger says,
"If you say so, sir." As for our delay, we were mostly just being cautious, sir."

With another curse, Garren nocks an arrow and fires at the remaining skeleton.

Attack(firing into melee, Guidance): 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 8

"Stag's horns..." The ranger takes aim at the further skeleton, slightly unnerved by the unnatural things.

Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 5

Bow back out, Garren moves to cover Seamus. "Shane, there's some writing on the wall here. Maybe you can find out what it says?"

Garren stands in the doorway, sniffing the air and peering carefully at the corpses.

Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (7) + 9 = 16

Garren is trying to determine how long ago the bodies were burnt.

Huh. I misread it as applying to ability checks as well. Thanks for correcting my mistake.

Initiative+Guidance: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 4 + 1 = 21

Garren watches the door carefully as the half-orc opens it, bow in hand.

Readying an action to shoot any monster that appears through the doorway.

Moving to H9

"If we're going to leave it behind, we should at least lock or jam the stairwell door as we go so it doesn't follow us and jump out when we least expect it." With bow still strung, the ranger moves to get a bead on the stairwell doorway.

Moving to D-10. He's ready to go up whenever everyone else is.

"I'll still be investigating it with my arrows if it runs at me." Garren says.

Preparing action to shoot at the lizard if it moves towards the door

Initiative: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24

Nodding at Azi, Garren draws his bow and stands at the ready.

Moving to D9

Garren turns to Seamus "I just want to make sure there IS a stairwell first."

Garren is opening the door to the stairway, next to G9

"I don't see any more javelins here," says Garren, grunting as he comes up out of a crouch. "The stink Shane's still gagging on seems to be the only trap left."

Garren can open this door.

Garren takes a quick look over the door at G9, checking for traps.

Perception, Guidance: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (4) + 10 = 14

forgot to make that fort save :( Fort Save: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19

Garren will do a trap check on the door at F7.

Moving to D11

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12
Garren less than gracefully makes it through the doorway to take a shot at the remaining beast
Longbow: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19
Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Garren draws back his bow "Sticking the one on your left!" He yells at Azi, as his shot goes wide and glances off the far wall.

Longbow: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 1

Garren takes aim at the creature on his left. (B9)

Longbow: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 8

Swing and a miss.

Knowledge(nature): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6
Initiative: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16

On his turn, Garren will move to G13 and shoot at the creatures in the room

"Tracks?" The ranger perks up at the mention of his name, lifting out of a pensive mood. He looks at Seamus "Let me see them."

Survival: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15

Sorry about the delay, it's been a crazy week at work. Assuming the ranger's tracking bonus is applicable here, GMPDXCook, just subtract one if its not. Moving to J15.

"Let me see what's in this next room."

Garren tries the south door.

"Getting a bead on it!" Says Garren as he sheathes his sword and draws his bow, running behind Shane to get a good view of the giant spider.

Move action to get there and stow sword, standard to draw bow.

Angry, and a bit red in the face from being caught off-guard, Garren draws his sword as he runs up to attept to cut Azi free, though his efforts don't seem to bear fruit.

Strength Check: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

Bishop....I mean Garren, to M11.

Garren returns Seamus comment with a genuinely quizzical look. "Useful, that."

After he finishes stringing his bow, Garren turns to Seamus. "I know you've got magic, but maybe you go first, since you've got scale, and I've got this," he says, gesturing to his well-worn cuirass.

I'm all for a standard marching order.

Garren lets out a short string of curses as he checks his backpack. "Stupid, mangy, misbegotten cur! Forgot my torches AND my flint!" He then looks around at his squad, "Anyone else remember theirs? It's going to be a pain otherwise."

Good to go as well. I'm excited to see how this plays out.

Garren lifts up from his mug to look at the young spellslinger. "Someone looking at you, Shane? Not that hard, really. Remember that your goal is finding out whether she actually likes you or not. Women generally want men to make the first move, so just tell her you like her dress, or the way she did her hair, or some silly thing like that, and watch how she responds.
If she acts pleased, then talk to her about something else. If not, move on. Worst case, you'll have a tale to tell all of us tomorrow round the fire." The ranger turns back to his mug, a wry grin on his face as he chuckles under his breath.

Sorry Shane, I didn't read my name in your post until today for some reason xD

After thanking the good man, Garren goes to join the sergeant in the corner of the barroom. "Sir, I assume you know most of what the mayor was going to tell us already. Is there anything more you know about this tower and its being cursed?"

Nice save there, Seamus. Garren may be there to help, but tact is not his strong suit.

After no one says anything for a moment, Garren speaks up. "Well, we're here to help now. What's the problem?"

At the camp
After helping clean up camp, Garren heads back to his bedroll. As he lays down, he says, "Nice work with that spear, Seamus. Maybe we'll have some free time on this mission, and you can tell me where you learned."

At the town
Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (4) + 9 = 13
As Garren rides into town with the squad, the smiling villagers bring back memories he hadn't thought about in a long, long time. A little bigger than where I grew up, but not that much different. I wonder how Dirk and the others are getting along? Starving, like as not, with how much he hated working the fields.

Dropping his bow inside the tent. Garren draws his sword to face the highwayman now in front of him.

Attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15
Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Fair enough. Picking the bandit at Azi's right hand, then.

Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 6

"Taking the scum off to your left!" Garren calls out at Shane and Azi.

Firing at the bandit next to the firepit. Not adding the shooting into melee penalty, you can add it if that applies in this case, DMPDXcook.

Longbow: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22

Got my avatar moved back. And no problem, figuring out new things always seems to be a pain.

Working great!

I think the issue with moving my icon on the map is that I have view-only access to the document. I'm guessing that that's the issue for others as well.

Garren bolts up straight out of his bedroll, cursing as he grabs his bow and stumbles out of the tent door. Seeing the men on the road, he yells "Highwaymen!", and nocks an arrow as he backs up along the side of the tent.
Right in-between Shane and Matias on the map.