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Graz watches Kanek with interest, his head cocked to one side. "Dead man is friend?" he asks, clearly having no idea who the person is. When Kanek points out the fibers, Graz takes a step back, unsure of what that is. "Looks like sickness to Graz. Best stay away!"

Graz looks all around the room, but doesn't spot any direct threats. Drawings on the walls don't really interest him at all.

Perception: 1d20 ⇒ 4

Graz wipes the gore from the crushed frog-thing off his chain, as much as possible. He checks on Zendara to make sure she isn't too badly hurt. Graz has little interest in the pool, unless something obvious is sticking out of it.

He waits patiently for the others to poke and prod around, sniffing the air for any sign of trouble.

"Graz not like it underground. Masters kept Graz underground in mines. Graz likes fresh air now not smelly earth air."

Graz is here and ready to rumble.

Springing to action once the blindheim attacks Zendara, Graz swings his chain with abandon, targeting the frog-thing. He takes a quick 5' step to close on the beast.

"Pretty lady say 'don't hurt frog-thing'. Then frog-thing bites her. Graz crush frog-thing for not being nice! Stay back, pretty lady!"

Graz chain: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16
Chain dmg, if hit: 2d4 + 9 ⇒ (4, 3) + 9 = 16

Graz eyes the blindheim warily. He has never seen the like of this thing before, and he doesn't really trust it not to spring on the party.

Holding his chain loosely in his hand, Graz moves near the creature, but hopefully not near enough to provoke it to attack.

"Healing water?" says Graz, looking at the minor injuries he has so far. "Graz not need healing water now, but in another fight," he nods towards the blindheim, whispering loudly. "Graz might need healing water if fight frog-thing."

Know Nature DC 15: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

Graz looks down at the fallen half-orc wistfully. He didn't know this girl, but she was a half-human like him. He wondered if she had lived the same life of tribulation that he had. He also wondered why she died down here all alone.

"Who killed girl?" Graz asks, his face showing the begins of anger and pain. "Graz wants to know who did THIS!" he nearly shouts the last word, gesturing at the corpse. With some effort, he regains his composure, but not before the companions see that making Graz angry might be a really bad idea.

His breath comes in quick inhalations as the silently fumes, flex and unflexing his rather large fists. When Zendara asks about looting the corpse, Graz nods in agreement. "Girl not need anything now. The dead will help the living if they can. Graz saw this many times in the mines..." He bends and searches her very gently and with great care and respect.

Graz thinks they are just messy stains on the rocks at this point, but doesn't say so.

Graz takes the stings of the molds in stride, grunting a bit at the small injuries. He whips his iron chain at the Red Mold. Hearing the satisfying crunch as his weapon smushes the mold, he strides forward towards the remaining foe.

Graz Chain: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20
Dmg: 2d4 + 6 ⇒ (1, 3) + 6 = 10

Standard to attack Red Mold. Not sure if any of the other molds survive. He will stand adjacent to Green if its alive, and 5' step towards Blue if its dead. Graz is at 10/15hp.

Graz wades out of the water up the shallow bank, looking at the fungus moving around, but not really know what it is. He is careful but also curious. When Daneran calls out about slimes, Graz readies his spiked chain, in case a fight is at hand.

Looks like Graz is low in initiative. Will see what happens before he takes his action.

Perception DC 20: 1d20 ⇒ 6
Know Nature DC 13: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

"Blue-Eyes use magicks on Graz to make Graz ogre?" Graz looks at him curiously pondering. "Graz is happy as orc-man. Graz is strong enough." He flexes his prodigious biceps to emphasize the fact. "Graz not need to be ogre. Maybe metal-man would instead." He finds the concept rather funny, and chuckles aloud as he considers it.

If you can't tell, Graz is a little wary of magic. If you choose to use the Enlarge spell on him, he may learn to be a little more welcoming after he sees it. The only magic he has known is from his former masters in the Technic League, so his frame of reference is limited.

Graz mumbles to himself, casting a wary eye on the pretty lady. Graz not afraid." he mutters. "Graz just not like magicks and wet is not too bad."

Graz makes a big presentation of looking around the rest of the area, so he doesn't have to think about his fear of magic too much.

"Pretty lady not use magicks on Graz." the brute says with a distrutstful look. "Graz will dry. Graz has been wet before."

Graz doesn't mention anything about chafing, and hopefully no one asks him...

Graz hadn't posted a Round 1 action since his initiative was lowest, but will post both round actions here.

Round 1

As the beetle bites Graz, the former slave only grunts at the pain. Stoically, he whips his chain at the hard carapace fo the beetle, trying to crush it with his most powerful blow.

Graz chain, power attack: 1d20 + 5 - 1 ⇒ (9) + 5 - 1 = 13
Dmg, PA: 2d4 + 9 ⇒ (2, 4) + 9 = 15

If that downs the beetle, he will switch targets for Round 2, if not, he will continue vs the one that bit him.

Round 2

Unwrapping his chain once again, Graz swings it in a large arc, down onto the back of the nearby insect.

Graz Chain, PA: 1d20 + 5 - 1 ⇒ (14) + 5 - 1 = 18
Dmg, PA: 2d4 + 9 ⇒ (3, 2) + 9 = 14

Not sure if that first one hits, but if so, I think Graz just took care of your beetle problem. He is at 13/15 hp after taking the hit.

I am away on business this week M-W. Should be able to post from the road, at least a little, with the pace of this game, I shouldn't miss much, but may miss a day or two depending on how the visit goes.

"Glow bugs!" shouts Graz, pointing at the bugs as they appear. "In slave pits, miners use the glowy parts for light in dark underground. Graz sees in dark without glow bugs light. Graz smash glow bugs for light for others!"

Looks like Graz is slowest to react, so we'll see what has transpired early in the order before I post an action.

Survival DC 20: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19
Know Nature DC 15: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15

While the others are hurling and feeling dizzy, Graz starts to explore the area on the other side of the water, to make sure its safe.

Graz Fort vs Sickness: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21

Graz dives into the water, heedless of his armor. He is not a trained swimmer, but is naturally strong, and despite strokes that look like a dog-paddle, he eventually makes it to the surface on the other side.

Along the way, if he sees someone struggling, he will offer assistance to help them get through the water.

On the far shore, he shakes himself off like a wet puppy and beats his chest. "Graz not need water breath magic. Graz swim strong like ox!" Perhaps not understanding how oxen swim, he watches to see if anyone else needs more help before exploring the area they have arrived in.

DC 10 Swim: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 1 = 20
Swim to Aid, DC 10: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 1 = 16

If anyone is in clear distress, Graz will dive back in and offer assistance.

With the spell cast on him, Graz huffs and puffs a few times, but doesn't seem to feel any different. "Graz thinks this magic is broken. Graz doesn't breathe like fish now. Still breathes like Graz. Machine god has funny magic."

He follows along behind the others, unclear where exactly the water they need to navigate is.

"Gods and prayers," snarls Graz mostly to himself. "Let's be about rescuing instead of praying."

Not much for magic or tech, Graz stands back and lets the others interact with Kyte. He keeps a wary, distrustful eye on the cleric while his new allies are speaking with him.

I am leaving tomorrow on a week-ling vacation. Should be able to post some during that trip, but not everyday. If I fall behind, feel free to DM-PC Graz, who will usually settle any fights with as much violence as he can muster.

Should return to normal duty next Sunday.

Graz smiles toothily when the girl mentions drinking the ale from the inn. He certainly isn't going to make any promises in that regard.

Graz sniffs and snuffles at the girl, imposing himself between her and the others in the party. "Is girl hurt? Graz heard girl scream. Make sure no hurt, answer questions after." He turns and looks at Teodorn and anyone else making sure they understand the priorities here.

If Val says she is unhurt, Graz backs up by the door, trying his best to listen and follow along as the rest talk.

Graz lets out an audible growl as the machine-thing falls and stops its attacks. When Daneran gives it a blessing, he turns his head quizzically, but doesn't say anything. Belatedly, he follows the others to see if the girl is ok.

While the others evaluate the machine, Graz just sees something that needs stopped. Unlimbering his chain, he moves forward and lashes out with the weapon against the automaton. He calls over his shoulder: "Graz doesn't think this machine screamed. Graz friends look inside for someone hurt. Graz stops clanky machine."

Graz Chain: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10
Dmg, if hit: 2d4 + 6 ⇒ (3, 3) + 6 = 12

Unexpected travel has intruded on my plans to post yesterday and today. I do plan to get updates in place tomorrow. Feel free to bot Graz as needed. Apologies!

Graz runs with the others, unlimbering his axe as he dashes towards the sounds of distress.

Graz looks curiously at Ryder-XIII, and the android's glowing blue eyes. He grunts and says, "Graz thinks Graz has seen Blue-Eyes before. Does Blue-Eyes know Graz? Graz mind can't remember things too good. But Blue-Eyes seems familiar."

As for where to go next, Graz is up for the tavern. He licks his lips, expectantly. "Graz ready for ale mug. Go to tavern and see girl about beer!" He gets behind anyone who is lagging behind and gently pushes them along, eager to get to the tavern quickly.

Graz doesn't seem to notice or register the oddness of the androids. When Kanek speaks of going to the caves, Graz stands up and chimes in. "Graz go underground and find missing man. Town pay money to Graz for finding. Yes?" He is just reiterating what he thinks is happening. More gold than he can imagine for getting man who is lost underground. Easy.

"Graz hears that purple fire comes from underground. Under hills. Graz turn on purple fire too?"

The fire dying has little concern for Graz. Some smart guy disappearing was not really his concern either. What interested the former slave, was the reward. 4000 gold pieces! His simple mind couldn't fathom how much that was. He'd only had a few coppers to scrape together ever in his life before now. His odd jobs earned him a bit of cash, but 4000 gold coins, could keep a simple man like him rich for life! If the town wanted him to go in a hole an bring back a professor or something, that was easy enough. At least he'd be free. He patted his spiked chain which he wore like belt. Those chains had bound him hand and foot as long as he could remember, but now he would never be bound again! His blood stirred just with the thought of it.

No, he would go earn his reward because he chose it, not because he was made to do it by the masters. The vile dark evil masters.

"Show Graz the hole you want Graz to go in," Graz said simply when he appeared before the council. "Graz will bring back smart-man. Then you give Graz lots of gold, yes?" He eyed the others in the room, trying to take their measure and if they would be good companions or burdens. None looked as big and fierce as Graz, but although he was not the smartest person, he did know that sometimes others abilities were not so obvious as his own. He tried to smile at the other group, but his toothy grin, which extra large incisors, seemed more a grimace than a greeting.

I believe I have updated the worksheets for Graz as well.

Near as I can tell the Campaign Tracker is view only, not editable.

1d20 ⇒ 7

Welcome to the group! Graz is a tried and true half-orc barbarian. Lots of damage but not much in smarts. He uses a spiked chain from when he was in bondage to the technic league. Obviously he's not a fan.

Look forward to the game with all of you.

Here.

Hope you are safe Holg and things settle back down there quickly either way.

I sent Deekan a PM asking him to just give us an update on the game. If its over, that's okay, just tell us. If he needs a hiatus or substitute GM, I'm sure we can make it work.

It appears he is posting in PFS games as late as yesterday and has a few set to start.

Round 2

Stepping crossways beside Holg and in front of Azalia, Graz swings his spiked chain around at the skulk now opposite him (RED) after Azalia throws her weapon. The chain crushes into the skulk with a sickening thunk.

"Skinny-man should not attack Graz friends. Friends not want to kill skulks but..." he only shrugs rather than finishing the sentence.

Graz Chain, PA: 1d20 + 5 - 1 ⇒ (16) + 5 - 1 = 20
Graz Dmg, PA: 2d4 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (4, 4) + 7 + 2 = 17

Seeing that Ryder is staying up on the ledge to fire pot-shots at the skulks, Graz says "Call Graz if you need help with climb, metal-man. Graz help metal-man go down." He then scrambles down the rope and steps up, beside and just behind Holg making a wall in front of Azalia and Brennan. He unslings his spiked chain as he comes, and lets loose with a ferocious roar, voice his displeasure with the skulks.

Move Action to climb down, another Move Action to finish climb and move to indicated position. Drawing weapon while moving as free action (since +1 BAB).

Climb DC 5: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 1 = 18

Graz snarles fiercely at as he sees the skullks. He rushes to the edge of the escarpment then pulls the rope from his backpack, fixing it around any likely spot to aid any others who wish to have help climbing down.

Move action to retrieve rope from pack, further action to affix the rope for climbing. Should reduce the DC to 5 for those who are climb challenged.

Graz nods as the others suggest going around and not messing with the brown mold-- the dead man is all the argument he needs. "Graz help climb down?"

He drops his rope down and aids anyone who needs it as they descend the short slope, unfortunately his aid is mostly unintelligible grunts or impatient growls, and isn't of much use to anyone.

Climb, aid: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Graz slaps Holg on the back after he deals the death-blow to the lone skulk. "Holg talk before fight. Holg talk after fight. Holg NOT talk DURING fight. Holg follow Graz. Graz only talk during fight with steel not with mouth!" He laughs uproariously at this witticism and then falls into line at the rear fo the group, still mumbling something about talking during a fight to himself.

Unsure why Holg wants to talk to a creature that just tried to stab him, Graz doesn't take any chances and snaps his chain around once again, trying to knock the dagger from the skulks hand.

Using chain to attempt a Disarm manuever. This may provoke an AoO.

Graz chain, Disarm: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13

With his chain already out and ready, Graz leaps into the fray once the skulk attacks his pal, Holg. He rushes forward lashing his heavy chain at the little critter.

Graz chain: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17
Dmg: 2d4 + 6 ⇒ (3, 2) + 6 = 11

Move Action to advance the vector shown by the arrow (Graz moves 30' even when slowed by medium armor) and then attack as Standard.

Keeping rear guard, Graz unbuckles his spiked chain just in case things get rough with something called a skulk. He strains to see over the others sniffing to catch a glimpse of the thing.

From positioning, I can't see the skulk, so I don't think it can see graz getting his weapon out. Don't want to affect the chance at a peaceful resolution, so if it is otherwise, disregard readying the weapon.

Sorry, I was traveling most of the day today, and too tired to make a post tonight. I may be unavailable most of the weekend as well, so feel free to bot me as necessary.

Will try to peek if time allows this weekend, and should be back to normal by Monday.

Graz wipes the gore off the spikes of his chain, and replaces it at his belt. Curious, he looks at the brand and remains of a hood that are around the neck of the dead beast. He saw similar brands on slaves when he was imprisoned by the Technic League and understands they show property ownership.

He scowls, but points out the mark to the others, "Lizard-thing owned. A slave like Graz. Where is master now? Is dead-man master of lizards?"

Graz does not recognize this type of creature, but it certainly seems aggressive, and after it attacks Holg, Graz unlinks his chain and rushes forward. He spins the chain in a whirling arc and sends the spikes crashing down on the lizard creature.

If crit is confirmed with a 16, then 25hp dmg to the blindheim. If not, only 12 dmg.

Know Nature DC 14: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6
Graz Chain, PA: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24
Graz Chain, PA, confirm: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16
Dmg, PA: 2d4 + 9 ⇒ (2, 1) + 9 = 12
Crit Dmg, PA, if confirmed: 2d4 + 9 ⇒ (3, 1) + 9 = 13

Graz casts a wary eye on the corpse of the half-orc. "Graz say bad juju to leave dead friend. Graz dig hole for long sleep? Funny dwarf say god words?" He motions back to the beach where they just climbed from if anyone wants him to make quick work of disposing of this corpse, which Azalia seems to recognize.

If no one wants to make these arrangements, Graz will shrug it off, but keep casting glances back at the body ruefully. Eventually, he keeps rear-guard, eventually following the others to A4.

"Graz not have fire sticks," the barbarian says wryly, shielding his eyes from the bright arcane light. "Graz see good in dark. Bugs' fire bellies light human eyes. Not need fire-sticks or magic-light." he nods vigorously, as if this should be exceedingly obvious.

Graz nods his assent and then tosses his coiled rope up to Holg atop the small rise. "Holg tie good." he says to the fighter. Then Graz helps the others as much as he can clamber up using the rope. Finally when all are up, he makes the ascent himself, untying and re-coiling the rope at the top.

Climb Aid, if possible: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 1 = 18
Climb DC 10, with rope: 1d20 + 1 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 1 + 5 = 17