Gruk Williamson's page

Complete agreement with my predecessors. Thanks for the run!

Looks good on the sheet.

It's fine with me as well.

I'll just take it out of the elf in trade. ;-)

Perform Comedy: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14

Maintaining his disguise, Gruk makes his way towards the wall. "Well, that went well." he remarks. "Shall we have another go?"

Leaning against the wall, he begins panting and once all are ready, he cries out "Help! Need reinforcements! The pathfinders have the guardian on their side!"

Bluff: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (10) + 8 = 18

'Hmm...decisions...decisions...' considers Gruk as he looks from one group of Aspis to another, and finally back to the wolf nearby.

Holding his Falchion high, he mumbles a few words. The blade flares up with light, and he sneers "Get your mutt off me! Anyway to treat a friend?! By Asmodeus' light, I'll solve the problem myself!"

Turning to the wolf, he swings the glowing blade high.

Drawing his blade, he leans heavily on it as he shakily gets to his feet. "Oh, friends! Thank goodness you're here!" Gruk cries out to the Aspis.

"Those vile pathfinders forced me to help them get in this temple. LETS KILL THEM!"

Bluff: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21

With a grin, Gruk begins to chant in a strange tongue. During the incantation, he touches different part of his clothing, causing a change in his attire. Bruises, and gashes form over apparent tattered clothing. An oversized Aspis Pendant appears over his heart.

Cast Disguise Self

Turning back to the group, he announces. "I think I may confuse them a tad, whatcha think? Do I look good? OH! Yeah...don't forget I"m on your side!"

Without another word, he quickly starts down the ramp. Taking a couple steps, his feet slide out from under him. "AIEEEEEE! Blasted Pathfinders!" he calls out.

Mural 1 (dwarf in cave shielding eyes)
K Religion: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

Mural 2 (fireball in sky)
K Geography DC 15: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14

Mural 3 (two dwarves in battle)

Mural 4 (four symbols)
Perception DC 15: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10

Mural 5 (landscape)

Considering his companions comments, the half-orc eyes the murals with interest. "Hmm....that all makes sense actually." he remarks with a nod.

Settling his eyes on the final picture he mumbles "Could it not be a simple depiction of this place? I mean, the gold symbolizes mining, right? And dwarves love their rocks. Meanwhile the lizard with the plant....perhaps stating the fauna in the region helps keep the predators at bay?"

Yeah...not sure beyond what Kaya and Ahmande stated. I would lean towards the earthfall theory.

o.O

Watching the little creatures rush out, Gruk turns back to the remaining...thing. "So, Golden Guardian, just you and us now it seems. We good?"

K Engineering DC 12: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11

With a nod to Kaya, Gruk mumbles, "I'll take your word for it."

Hearing their accusers call out, with his companions each rebuking in turn, he finds himself stuck on a particular accusation.

'Attacked kobolds? Hmm... Well, we may have fought a few...'

Putting as big a smile as he could on his face, the half-orc turns to the kobolds. "Us? Fight kobolds? Nope. Must have been those Aspis Agents. I don't know if you're aware, but they like to steal things and enslave people. They do it all the time. We good pathfinders strive to save smart creatures from their dastardly deeds!"

Bluff: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24

"Good idea!" remarks Gruk. "Now...I just gotta get that ball back without getting stoned myself."

With a sharp whistle, he calls out "Here boy! Bring me your binky! I'll toss it again."

Keeping his eyes closed, he tries to retrieve the ball from the beast and proceeds to feel his way through the room. Only when he hears the animal behind him does he dare sneak a peak to ensure he's headed the right way.

Upon arriving at the basilisk's lair, the half-orc tosses the ball into the room and quickly shuts the door. "Sorry buddy, but this is for your good as well as ours."

Keeping his syes averted, Gruk tosses the ball out of the room. "Go get it buddy." he coos.

Once the animal has fled the room, he looks around, "Everyone ok? What should we do about this creature now?"

The preview button problem is site wide. Paizo tech is working on it. Expected to be fixed in a day or 2.

Spotting the play thing he becomes concerned the beast may wander off, Gruk cautiously snags the ball.

Holding it up for the animal to see, his eyes averted, he calls out "Is this what you want? Is it boy? You want your...uh...binky? Yeah? I know you do! You's a good boy! If you stay there, maybe I'll throw it."

"Oh!" gasps the half-orc, quickly looking away. "Where'd that come from? Oh, yes. I probably is that creature of theirs."

"I'm not overly skilled in dealing with pets...it is a cute one though." he replies. "Let's hope Ahmande's thing shows it we're friendly."

I'm involved in a local Con this weekend so likely won't be posting much until Monday.

Feel free to bot me if needed.

%GZIP%H4sIAAAAAAAAAGVUS47dRgzcDzB34AEGzzACA9l44aWRZQIExmAWVIt66qjVVJrdo8grX 8PX80lS

bM2LZ5CNPk/sqmKx+B5Vw9PvPKaD6ixFKBppxptmob+4kE5UZKSrJOJKSXeqUYoXk/oJqrvSzM9 C
g0imZjJe6Is2YoDt0YQka7vOVJWW7Mdn4MSJkkyVOuWB6sCZgq5A4bB4LYAoVsigfVZ5BhGUtZx a
WI5XkIP0U1ah90Kf7HzClWsToyp5pKzVS69KnI/dKR/fedv3d/d3n2pvJUiu0ptlSlyuQpO2XDn m
B/yyz7EKrVyGdIM+S8edy0Qxk4VZcQ6+FR3AO3HAVdiqf0WhTJFzpU2ttgKln3N3eOY8PnQFJxR Q
RkM9SKYJ1FCP8z/Nhku6weZBdbnQn3OEoBWYLserTnE/vn0HeeJBC0P4KGgkWZ+I1ZgSMCuH+gC D
T6nQYRRKW9HgSLzzcXLv7K5s2orRqHumqeh6TlwTGuxm/o/4wJeZRzQYzlRcutNkK4PbauEMg1P 8
ymXEbYH9Rdh9QWDqDL2ykUk9kWQVzMNeqJ1KG4q6PK9mWkAR8xUoBwKqC8aucBNGevm1aNvcK+0 h
+7v5LEOSPi2TnrIdb2570IQpIkfzCnzpJL8pVJpkOxu9SfUWyzq1RFf+ijZbxVAgx2ZePB1TN1e m
SQLubsCjbYp5lY99DbhADYIR6P0vT5+rs2MP0MXAFlO05f4u+upZS5Xe/0paMGgk9wWkH3lrFHu U
sSQMc1fhbF3BJrXE6XB/ulAegF4P2rXAKMNCp+OCEESfvPke754QByBbEL7+il5HxC6pOdAo/yA X
joIdiQlX9s3Ajq36fLq2FeS0vLDHwDVikyEVojLSj/uAUSFr25YimHGWb9V4/S8QzRpCg7XyvwC T
c6Snq4/vbl78fHrj8zm0VWuEKPj32vc+Kzf/w9Mfr6bqgVjtllHwjhqA9ZbgX9Poaxk0BQAA

o.O That halfling? ;-)

Heal (10): 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (17) - 2 = 15
Craft Alchemy (14): 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 1 = 20
K Religion (14): 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19
Spellcraft (18): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23

Nodding to Ahmande and Kord, he adds "Those guys are certainly dead....they just haven't been buried yet."

Shaking his head as he leaves the room, he remarks "These are a strange group." Catching something from the corner of his eye, he turns quickly and smiles. "Hey, that could be useful later. That red stuff turns one back to flesh after being stoned."

I'm proficient but won't do much for me over what I have. With that said, I'll let Kord and Ahmande fight over it.

With a nod, Gruk will continue down the hall. Spotting the rubble ahead, and noticing a door to the side, he turns and waits for his companions.

Once all are prepared, he slowly opens the door and peeks inside.

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 22

"Well done guys. I wasn't even sure there were beds in there....Sounds like a fancy sword. Should we let Kord use it?" asks Gruk.

"Either way, we still need to find this kobold leader, an not die to the rock pooper...Lead on sir Half-Orc!"

"Gross" mumbles Gruk, hearing what was discovered. Granting his fellow performer a nod, he gingerly steps forward; stopping at the door.

Trying the nob, he pulls it open and glances inside. "Huh...an empty room. Kind of expected to see something..."

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8

"Hmmm....seems a bit on the quiet side in here." remarks Gruk. Drawing his weapon, he smiles. Planting it on the concrete floor like a flag he mumbles, "Yes. Yes, this is a fertile land, and we will thrive. We will rule over all this land, and we will call it... 'This Land'"

Giggling to himself, he glances to each of his companions in turn. "Shiny isn't' it??"

Keeping his eyes on the ground, Gruk meanders just past stinkeye's room, listening. "All good in there Ahmande?"

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11

Looking to the small woman inquisitively and back to the short kobold, Gruk furrows his brow. "So...we deal with old stinkeye alone...and they walk away free?"

Glancing towards Kord, a sly grin crosses the man's face. "I don't think I'm the one that needs convincing."

Stepping towards the small villains, Gruk speaks loudly. "We have discussed your fate. It has been determined you are free to flee. We appreciate the information you have given and will use it as wisely as possible."

"We do have but one requirement though. You must tell all you meet how gracious and kind the pathfinders have been to you. Tell them how we saved you from dealing with the beast beyond. If you fail to do this I will know!"

Bluff?: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27 I won't know...I won't care. :-P

Turning towards the indicated door, the half-orc stops suddenly. Eyeing the kobolds, and the door in turn the man sighs.

"Ok. I've had enough of this." he replies. Promptly walking over to the closest Kobold, he grabs it by the collar and pulls it uncomfortably close to his face. "You are not being forthcoming. Either spill and tell us the truth, or we'll find out what you're afraid of when I throw you through the door!"

Intimidate: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 19

"Nall--zag? Yeah, we came to worship him. That's right. Though, you shooting at us has made it more difficult. Will you take us to this 'Golden God' so we may appropriately honor it?" answers Gruk, eyeing the kobolds.

'12 kobolds high? So...they talking vertically...perhaps its 12 kobolds laying on top of each other, so the size of Kaya here?' considers Gruk, smiling to himself.

Bluff?: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (10) + 8 = 18

"Ah, see now? Such a honeyed tongue that one." utters the half-orc as he glances towards the kobolds.

"Yes, as my companions were saying...we have no desire to hurt you. We were actually sent to give you assistance."

Diplo Aid: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 16

"I can sell them ocean front property on the moon, but you want us to be friends, right?" replies the bard with a mischievous grin.

"I think I'll let the elven man have a whack at it."

Smiling at the sight of the sleeping Kobolds, he turns to Kord. "Tis just a flesh wound, no? You're not saying such a meager annoyance will take the big strong orc blooded paladin out of the fight?"

Tossing a wink Kord's way, he adds "And I'm pretty sure the scaly jerks speak common."

"Huh? But they shot fir....Oh, ok." responds the half-orc, dejected. Stepping up to the doorway, he looks at the foe directly ahead.

"You there!" cries out Gruk, stomping his foot. "We're bigger! You listen here, or we'll have to beat on you a bit!"

Intimidate (Demoralize): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16
Move and Demoralize (as a standard) Allowing Inspire Courage to drop

Gruk continues to recite encouraging sonnets as he follows Kord into the next room. The half-orc points to the door in front of his companions and again recites the key words. "Open Sesame Seed!"

Continue Inspire Courage, Move, Cast Open/Close on the door in front of Kord to open it

Round 2

"Well Kord went through the door...
Marching up this corridor'd be a chore.
Your only hope you see
Would be if you flee.
Surrender now or we'll cover ya in gore."

Spouting out another few lines, as he looks down the narrow hall, Gruk shrugs. Stepping through the door his fellow half-orc opened, he grins. "I got this one buddy!"

Taking a hand off his weapon, the bard points it towards the closed door to the east. "Open Sesame Seeds!" he calls out.

Continued Inspire Courage (free), Walk into the room, Cast Open/Close on new door

Witha large smile at the sight of the creatures, Gruk calls out.

"Kobolds thinken they sneaky
Yet they are quite squeeky.
We'll show 'em
As Kord is comin
With that flail, he's quite freaky!"

"They're behind the wall guys!"

[ooc]Start Inspire Courage Performance as a standard[ooc]

Hurriedly joining those in the hall, Gruk keeps his blade handy. Peering through the corridor, he strains to listen for trouble.

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 2 = 20

Inspecting the items, Gruk gives a wry smile. "Seems the gods are tryin to tell us something." he states with a wink to Kord.

Looking from one door to the other, he asks "So, should we try opening the one that seems in good condition or continue straight ahead?"

What? Thought it was a half-orc racial that we get all the lootz!

Perception 1: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8
Perception 2: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11
Perception 3: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

Stepping into the room with his companions, Gruk looks around. "Dunno what you all are going on about. Seems normal enough to me." he whispers. Nodding to Kord to open the door, he waits nearby.

Stealth: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10

Stepping in front of the statue, Gruk nods to Kord.

"I'm ready" he whispers, keeping his blade ready.

Stealth: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25

"Neat statues here. Judging by our recent endeavors, I suspect something is preparing to attack us, so be prepared." whispers the half-orc as he tries to move forward quietly.

Once he can see between the statues, he peers through the darkness.

Stealth: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22
Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21

I'd be happy to toss in my share as well.

So missions...
1) Save/Return Sharrowsmith if able;
2) Don't piss off the Kobolds;
3) Steal anything of value not tied down
4) Feed Kaya to the Golden Guardian....

Am I missing anything? ;-)

Well, you rolled higher than I am physically capable of Ren. Grats!

Listening intently as the religious man shares his knowledge and tails, Gruk's face shows an expression of confusion. "What do you mean lost to antiquity? Didn't we just trade those eggs for that weapon?"

"You know, the bit with the dragon chasing us and the pointy head shooting at Kaya?" he asks, rubbing his chin. Considering the possibility of encountering a kobold city, he adds "I don't speak kobold. Perhaps we should grab a scroll to help with that, unless one of you know the tongue."

Just finished a chunk of games from GD CO. Once I finish the Chronicles, I'll get Gruk leveled and be ready to go.

I will be good to start by tomorrow.

Thanks for running!

With a slight bow to the grippli, Gruk smiles. "We thank you for this gift and wish you glory and luck in the days to come."

Joining the woman, Gruk grants the froglets a toothy grin. "We've got your eggs. You guys ok?"

AoO: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 4 + 1 = 19
AoO Damage?: 2d4 + 4 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (3, 3) + 4 + 1 + 1 = 12

Slashing at the man as he stands, Gruk continues to recite poetry to inspire his allies.

Exhausted...sorry no flavor poem tonight. I'll try to make up for it in my last round of performance

Sorry for the bot need GM. The sites inability to stay up lately has really made it hard to post. :-/

AoO: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 4 + 1 = 14
Damage?: 2d4 + 4 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (1, 3) + 4 + 1 + 1 = 10

Normal Round Stuffs

"A slimy catwalk can be tricky
Can slip and slide off a side in a jiffy.
Kaya'll catch me if I fall.
So I'm safe after all.
In truth, any woman'd do. Can't be picky!"

I still have yet to win a GameDay boon. :(

Likewise, and it's not for a lack of rolling. I've had 7 rolls so far for Gameday boons. At least my GM Race boon didn't require a roll.

I've got a couple games yet to finish up...there's still hope! ;-)

Could someone move Kaya 5 ft diagonally closer to the half elf on the shelf? My phone doesn’t like the map. Thanks!

Done

1d1 +19?

BOON LOVE!: 1d20 ⇒ 3 ...I suppose no love for Gruk.

Perform (Comedy): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17