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Thanks for running, Chie! Much appreciated. My Chronicle looks great.

Thanks for the great party, team!

Sorry, I got home after work yesterday and just hardcrashed, woof.

Guang is relieved as Glen brings down their foe (who is then shortly immolated down to be an indistinguishable black smear on the landscape). "Ah, that was being worry for a moment, my friends!"

He proposes to take the body of the old sage with them, but before he can voice that, the body itself drifts to be claimed by time. Guang bows his head respectfully. "May your next incarnation end more suitably, elder..."

Out on the sands, in the clean air, Guang willingly takes some of Glen's offered beverage, though he coughs just slightly on drinking it. "Strong stuff, this! It has been an honor to work with you all. Brother Glen, I shall certainly be considering you. Let us make haste back to Manakhet, for it seems the Sapphire Sage has some answers to be making about all this..."

"Brother Lurgh, if I retrieve the scroll of flight shall you cast it on me, or shall I discover other methods towards perfection?" Guang asks.

Delay until Lurgh can answer that. Again, OOCly if you have other things you want to do go for it, but if you're willing the flight will help me get in there, Lurgh is at convention, though, so he may not get a chance to answer speedily

Fort: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (7) + 13 = 20 Phew

Guang grunts a little as he feels energy leaving his body.

(To my vast irritation I noticed I'd forgotten to buy a fly potion for Guang. Scrolls in plenty, not potion. Sorry to leave you out there on your own, Glen. :-\ Should we get through this one, rest assured I'm fixing that~ Lurgh is quite welcome to use one of my scrolls on me if he pleases, but I understand you may have other things you wish to do with your action, Lurgh)

"Irori's perfection will overcome your blasphemies," he informs the creature, though his voice sounds a little strained. "Brother Lurgh, if you are unoccupied, might I petition you to read a scroll of flight over me? Only if you are not being busy, of course--"

Rather than wait for an answer, Guang launches more shuriken at the twisted outsider.

Swift action to lay on hands: 2d6 ⇒ (3, 6) = 9

Flurriken 1, range penalty: 1d20 + 13 - 4 ⇒ (13) + 13 - 4 = 22
Damage: 1d2 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9
Flurriken 2, range penalty: 1d20 + 13 - 4 ⇒ (10) + 13 - 4 = 19
Damage: 1d2 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10
Flurriken 3, range penalty: 1d20 + 8 - 4 ⇒ (13) + 8 - 4 = 17
Damage: 1d2 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10

Sounds like those all miss if a 22 did earlier. Guang takes a 5-ft back towards the others.

Will save: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (3) + 13 = 16 Oh ffs. Rerolling, with GM stars, let me know if you need a picture of my folio.

Reroll: 1d20 + 13 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 13 + 4 = 22

Guang reels slightly from the blasphemous blast of energy, and shakes his head to clear the pain and weakness. Well, at least some of it. Assuming that's 3 STR damage due to the rules on rounding down; if otherwise let me know.

Kn Planes: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14 Nope

Clearing his head, Guang steps forward, and begins to launch a dizzying array of tiny projectiles at the mocking and definitely-evil monster...

Swift action for extra ki flurry attack, full attack with shuriken, range penalty, smitin' to bypass DR

#1: 1d20 + 13 - 2 ⇒ (8) + 13 - 2 = 19
Damage: 1d2 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9
#2: 1d20 + 13 - 2 ⇒ (6) + 13 - 2 = 17
Damage: 1d2 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10
#3: 1d20 + 13 - 2 ⇒ (18) + 13 - 2 = 29
Damage: 1d2 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10
#4: 1d20 + 8 - 2 ⇒ (16) + 8 - 2 = 22
Damage: 1d2 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9

At least one of those attacks should hit, I hope-- if the 29 doesn't hit, uhoh, haha. If at least one hits, that first attack will deal an additional 5 damage due to the bonuses first smite hit vs evil outsiders

AC should now be 28 with my smite, I'll update accordingly

"I agree, brother Glen, but I have some limitations there just now," Guang responds, not deigning to answer the threats and mockery of the blasphmeous creature with anything other than the cold iron of his shuriken.

History: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25
Arcana: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20

Guang nods to his companion's words about what caused the melted glass effect, and begins to explain: "Ah, that body is clothed in robes with powerful Jistkan elemental symbols-- possibly the chief arcanist of this place--"

But before he can continue, the bat-winged creature roars overhead at them. Guang looks up with a mild sigh. "You are all very fond of demanding obeisance, are you not? As I have informed the others: my vows forbid it to any except Irori himself. Are you now going to destroy me?"

Would this be planes to identify? If so:

Knowledge Planes: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15 Guessing I won't get much of anything off that regardless

As Guang gazes steadily up at the speaker, he ascertains its spiritual nature... (Detect Evil; and, depending on how lenient you are about actions out of combat initiative, a smite evil if the detect pings yes)

I think even if I fail that save I can't possibly take any damage given the fire resistance, heh, but, sure! Also, first time Guang's ever been successfully grappled; a feather in your cap, GM.

reflex: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (14) + 11 = 25

Guang's attempts to twist out of the coils of the snake thing manage to put the threatening flames even if it does little to save his ribs from some considerable pain. He wheezes, some of the heavenly bronze starting to fade from his complexion as the injuries take their toll... then Glen's blade cuts the creature down.

Guang stumbles away from the fire pit, holding his sides and looking rather wide-eyed.

"My... goodness!" he manages after a few seconds. "Ever so much more dangerous than his pets! I have never wrestled a foe of such skill before. A part of me almost is regretting his death at your blade, Brother Glen. The other parts of me are being very glad that you struck when you did. Ow. A moment. --where is Brother Milo?"

Milo returns in a fine fume, and Guang decides that his mission to befriend the irascible little gnome, in the spirit of brotherhood, had better be momentarily paused, in the spirit of healing his battered body.

CLW: 6d8 + 6 ⇒ (7, 7, 2, 2, 8, 8) + 6 = 40

Wand stowed once more, Guang takes a breath. "Ah, that is better."

Take 10 on Kn History for a 17

Without pain clouding his vision, Guang observes the relics around. "--oh, these are clearly Jistkan items! Well, the Society will want to know of all of these. Preferably by our taking them to the Society's gentle care. Let us see, the portable items... does anyone have such a thing as an enchanted haversack?"

Guang smiles and nods as the eviscerated div drops to the ground, adjusts his bearing slightly (swift action to enter snapping turtle style), and barrels towards the salamander.

"Thank you for the protection, Brother Lurgh! It may be about to be useful."

Single move, which will provoke from the salamander at at least some point along it, and will possibly trigger whatever his readied action is too. At the end of the single move, a single attack, which I'll declare as a stunning fist

SALAMANDER PUNCH? (no power attack): 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (6) + 14 = 20 Highly doubtful, but if it does:
Damage: 2d6 + 4 ⇒ (3, 3) + 4 = 10 And a DC 18 Fort save vs Stunned

Alas, sorry Milo!

Also I have a feeling Glen may have just munched the divs, but if they're still standing:

Grapple red: 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (16) + 21 = 37

If the divs are gone, he'd prefer to go grapple Milo the salamander, if GM will allow

Guang delivers a friendly bear hug to a Schrodinger's target, while glancing in some concern back over his shoulder where Milo ran. "Do you suppose he is alright? Brother Milo! Come back!"

(My flat-footed AC is 25 (+7 from monk/wisdom, which remains even if I'm flatfooted; +4 from mage armor; +1 insight from ioun stone; +1 deflection, +2 natural armor = 25) , so no, I don't think so. Its being invisible should give it a +2 (unless you figured it in already), but that would only take it to 24, so I make it out by a hair. Yay ioun stone!)

Will save: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (4) + 13 = 17

While they're standing there, Guang will try and detect evil on both the salamander and the jar, if he can

Planes?: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12 sad trombone

Guang glances at the quivering jar, then back to the salamander. "Another servant of Ahriman offered the chance to bow as well. I declined then. As I must now. Please, bring your great destroyer, yes?"

Guang gazes down at where the creature has fled, and shakes off a few lingering drops of magma from his fist. "Do you suppose it will return?"

Delay

Sadly, elementals aren't subject to flanking :( . As for my AOO:

Punch! with power attack: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (18) + 11 = 29
Damage: 2d6 + 10 ⇒ (4, 6) + 10 = 20

Planer amulet of mighty fists ignores the first 5 points of DR that an outsider possesses

Guang takes his chance at a hit, cracking the elemental in the jaw as it tries to flee, and then trying to shake his hand off before it can light afire.

Reflex: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (10) + 12 = 22

"My goodness!" Guang says with wide eyes as the molten creature manifests.

Kn Planes: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23

"How warm he looks, no?"

Guang touches the little ioun stone that orbits his head, and focuses himself momentarily before jogging forward to interpose himself between the elemental and his colleagues.

Standard to activate my spell-storing ioun stone that contains a shield spell, +4 AC to one minute; swift to spend a ki point to boost my AC for one round with another +4 dodge bonus. AC vs AOOs as I close with the elemental will be 35

"HELLO! Large fiery fellow, may I ask you to swing at me rather than my friends?" Guang says cheerfully. He doesn't actually expect the elemental to understand his words in the slightest, but hopefully the thing will respond to his posturing approach.

Sorry for my silence! Busy work days.

"You noticed tracks, brother Glen-- perhaps we might be able to follow them further, as we find where Amenopheus has gone. I am beginning to have many questions for the Cobalt Collegiate."

Turning to the men they have freed, Guang says, "You are welcome to seek exit of your own if you wish, but the passage is dangerous; we came down by flight. Should you wish to await us we will help you leave when we exit."

Guang then ambles eastward at a comfortable gait, placing his large self between any dangers ahead and his companions.

Guang in the lead in the marching order; is it possible for us to track by the footprints?

Guang brushes the funk of the dead div from his person carefully, regarding the now-released men with his brows arching above his eyes in his round face. "Did Amenopheus really think so little of us? Were the comrades we met above more of your team?"

Adjusted map slightly to reflect how Guang would have wanted to land on the last turn. On my review of the grappling sequence, I'm pretty sure I still have to use an action to do the pin, I don't think it automatically maintains (just the base level of 'grappled' maintains). I could be wrong, but at this point it shouldn't really matter.

Now that he's back on the earth, Guang first of all tries to politely ignore the way the woman is rubbing herself over him...

Save: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (19) + 14 = 33

Move action to maintain the grapple and keep pin going: 1d20 + 29 ⇒ (17) + 29 = 46

Standard to auto-deal some smite-tastic unarmed damage: 2d6 + 14 ⇒ (1, 4) + 14 = 19

Guang headbutts the pinned div-- succinctly and with a crunch of a broken div nose. "Irori would know. I would know. Since you have not surrendered, I am afraid I must now destroy you."

(Except I'm using that to maintain the pin, not just a grapple. I think I still have to do that as its own thing. I'll double check later when bot stuck on a phone,you could be right, but it's good enough to keep us moving)

speaking of relearning rules, I forgot last turn that I have greater grapple now. Oh well. At work and can't access the map, but if someone could adjust it to reflect the following actions that would be great.

fort Save: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (3) + 14 = 17

move action to maintain: 1d20 + 29 ⇒ (5) + 29 = 34

maintaining pin, and using my standard to also move us, down to ground level and placing myself and her so that Glen has a clear shot

"Regrettable," Guang says mildly as he drags the div down to earth.

"This advice is very good advice but perhaps a little bit late," Guang says politely as he crushes the div's arms to her body.

I'm guessing I'll need another save for the round I'm pinning, based on that

Save: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (16) + 14 = 30

Fortimatude: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (16) + 14 = 30

"Madam, I must object, I am not your champion, you see," Guang politely informs the div.

Inexorably his arms tighten, pinning her arms to her sides...

Standard to maintain grapple: 1d20 + 21 + 2 + 1 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 21 + 2 + 1 + 5 = 35

Aaand escalate to pinned.

"Please surrender, yes?"

I think that the fly spell (well, scroll) by which I got down here is probably still active-- it would have been a 5 minute duration from the scroll, and it was basically cast--> go down the hole--> first thing we hit as we explored around the edge of the lake was the 'woman' and her thralled victims. I'll act as though it's still up; if by fiat of the (nice, new!) GM it's not active, I'll retcon.

"A div, you say!" Guang says with a slight smile. "I am shocked to the inward core of my eternal self to hear that she is evil."

Also know Planes: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7

"--admittedly, I know nothing else of her. But I had guessed she was evil. Now then, madam, who is it you are calling a little boy? I am not often mistaken for little!"

Swift action to smite dat. Move action to fly up, circling in to avoid the AOO, and standard to give her a big friendly hug.

Grapple, smite, prayer: 1d20 + 21 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 21 + 2 + 1 = 32

After his words, Guang launches himself into the air seeming to run effortlessly up into space. He closes with the div...and wraps his arms firmly around her, or tries.

"Please, now. Do not mistake my intentions as salacious. Remember what I am asking about the wiggling."

(If she is grappled, the CMD is effectively 38 (36 grapple + my smite's +2 deflection bonus))

Of course! Irori accepts no less! :P

"Ah, these bowing men, I am perceiving, they are not in entire charge of their own will, yes?" Guang murmurs out the side of his mouth as they approach. "Enchantings..."

At a louder volume Guang says cheerfully: "Of course! We are assisting any who do not wish to be sacrificed! But madam really, I must say, this writhing about-- I am sworn to vows, most regrettably, it is true-- you see, Irori was celibate for one-third of his mortal life, and in honoring the steps of the Master of Masters I must also be swearing off this pleasure, it is a little problem that my lifespan is longer, so it is now the sixtieth year since I have known the joys of the infinite garden, so please, if you would be having mercy on this humble servant and not be so tempting with the wiggling it should be a gift beyond the finest of gold and silvers, yes?"

Throughout his cheerful babble, Guang is currently bee-lining straight for the woman. (Haven't adjusted my position on the maps since I'm not sure what point would trigger possible initiatives, but Guang is definitely moving towards her)

"Also, probably you are captivating their wills, ah, you may also even be the evil I am feeling! Most regrettable if so. Allow me to check."

“Hello!” Guang calls innocently to the strange figures. ”May I be asking, what is the meaning of your worship? Is this woman agreeing to all this?”

Guang strides forward with his hands empty and a placid smile on his broad face. But he opens his senses to Irori as he goes....

detect evil once within 60’, will also detect chaos if there’s time

I have a scroll of fly that I'm happy to have Lurgh use on me, save one of your third level slots. Thanks for the Endure Elements, Glen.

Guang looks at the damaged rope with a wry look after bringing it up. "Ah, so. Flight it is..."

The big man makes it down with the others. "My... goodness..." he says, as he takes in the stunning landscape. Guang has seen many interesting things in his years as an agent but it's enough to make him briefly speechless.

Eventually he stirs enough to start moving forward, skirting the edge of what looks like a big body of water-- making sure the others are ready to keep going first, of course.

Perception for anything that looks like trouble: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (3) + 18 = 21

Apologies for my slowness, still in a little bit of holiday daze. But a happy new year to everyone.

"Can we at least test if the ropes will be harmed?" Guang suggests with a shrug. "Flight is quicker-- but I do not want to be at the bottom of a pit with no way out should something happen to our flight, and have failed to even attempted something as simple as a rope." He smiles in a self-deprecating fashion.

Working to test, Guang lowers his own fifty feet of rope into the hole-- he'll let it sit a handful of seconds then draw it up to see if the lightning they can see has damaged it at all. He also scans the pit for evil and chaos. (Detect evil, detect chaos)

"Perhaps one of us who knows more of the arcane might be able to tell what spells-- if any-- make this hole look so singular?"

(Not to tie us down in minutiae and cantrips, but it seems like there's magical effects active on the hole, maybe a proactive det magic/spellcraft could tell us something?)

Guang looks concerned at the news that Amenopheus sent other agents, and draws the others away briefly for a little private conference. He turns to his companions. "Brothers, this is a little concerning, no? Surely the Venture Captain would have been informed by Amenopheus if he meant to send another team. Remember we have a possible traitor in the Society's ranks. We must be cautious. How dreadful if it should be so puissant a figure as Amenopheus himself."

Returning to the mercenaries, Guang bows to them. "Thank for your words and all you have done so far. I agree that you have waited plenty long enough. Please travel with the protection of the Master of Masters."

Happy to take a resist energy cast from you if you have it to spare, Glen; I have a scroll but it'd only be good for 10. I also have a scroll of fly if someone's willing to cast it on me, though we should at least try to have a rope as a possible back-up exit.

Guang secures his length of spider's silk rope to the pit's edge and lets it fall down, wondering if the caverns's apparent continuation is some sort of illusion.

"Well brothers! It seems the road to truth leads down. Brother Lurgh, will you honor me by reading this scroll for me? I might carry Brother Milo, and you Brother Glen?"

Agree with Lurgh. Holidays are always crazy but we can give him a little more time.

Still here whenever Turmoil can continue. I know the holidays always get busy.

"Oh, and I can make tea," Guang offers, delighted that this seems to be going peaceably. "Brother Glen is correct, we are not mercenaries. We are Pathfinders. Who are you, please?"

Aid another Diplo: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (15) + 13 = 28

Guang also smiles up peaceably at the point in space to which the rope trick disappears, spreading his empty hands.

"I should clarify. We mean you no harm if we can find a mutual purpose here. If you are, say, Aspis Consortium agents trying to usurp our claim.... well, I personally would still MEAN no harm to you, but harm might be inevitable due to conflict of purpose. But I myself do not enjoy violence. I would rather talk. Will you at least tell us who you are, while there is still the chance at peace and no hostile spells or actions have yet been taken?"

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (6) + 13 = 19 (Snort, should have aided instead I guess, too late now)

"Ah, yes?" Guang says thoughtfully, peering up the rope at its short ending. "Seeing us now, yes?" He gives the rope an idle tug but of course it doesn't move.

"Can it be dispelled?"

"My goodness," Guang says mildly after the concussive fire blasts one and two. "The two of you are like an artillery. Brother Glen, you looked injured, are you alright now?"

Guang taps himself with a wand briefly before moving to the hole with the others. CLW self: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8 Now down just -1

He looks for trouble on the flat floor beneath them before hopping down.

Perception: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (15) + 18 = 33

Take 10 on the acrobatics to hop the 10 feet

All the knowledge: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8 But not good at it.

Guang must rely on his companions' words of what this creature might be, as he has no idea.

(I'm going to assume here that with the retcon of scroll purchase, Lurgh was able/willing to charge up my ioun stone with a shield scroll casting. If that's the case:)

Guang's eyes widen at the massive creature and the sand getting wrecked under foot. He reaches up to touch his orbiting ioun stone (standard to activate shield), adopts a more defensive position, and closes with the nearer beast... if it's still alive after Milo's artillery.

Swift action to activate monastic trait, move action to close with orange at half speed due to entangled. He'll, uh, TRY acrobatics to avoid the AOO, though I doubt it.

Acro: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (6) + 11 = 17 Yeah probably not

AC vs the AOO should be 30 (32 with shield and monastic, -2 dex due to entangled, will update stat line)

Gotcha. Well, I'll just clear it at tables in the future and have scrolls on hand if the GM says no on the wand, simple enough to fix.

I'll get a scroll with 4 castings of shield for 100 gold then.

Sorry for my slowness! Jeez this weekend. Okay.

Guang studies the crater hole with one hand shading his eyes, seeming cheerful about the prospect of exploring down there. "I think you are right, Brother Glen! Brother Milo, if you wish to ride on my shoulders for ease of moving down there I have no objections."

Lurgh, I'll assume you don't mind mage armoring me again as you have the previous scenarios, and wand tapping my spell storing ioun stone with my shield wand again. Much thanks. Activating Barkskin, 40 minutes

Concentrating, Guang hardens his skin to the consistency of wood bark, and with Lurgh, proceeds to move closer in hopes of being able to see what may lurk.

Climbing with a +8 as necessary, current AC 27

If it makes you feel better I have 5 castings worth of lesser restoration on me already and I can cast daylight (aasimar).

I could drop 2 PP on the scrolls of remove curse but at this level the caster checks get kind of rough for that/low odds of success.

"Very prudent! I will also happily contribute some of the gold."

375 gold split 3 ways is 125-- since Milo's actually solving two of the problems with his own spells I'd say he should be exempt from the cost of the third scroll.

Guang looks excited and pleased at the potential exploration before them. "I shall equip myself to deal with possible elementals... I am already equipped to deal with the evils of the various pits," he says, ever so humble. "Are we prepared for various energies? With elementals about, planar forces might still run rampant. I have a single scroll to resist energy, but more resources might be wise."

Ready to travel for myself

I take it back, I do have some purchases I'll get. Upgrading cloak to a +2 cloak of resistance and picking up a planar amulet of mighty fists, if these are obtainable without trouble in Manaket. Replacing antiplague and antitoxin.

I have to say, having just played a number of the season 9 scenarios that tie into a lot of the story-arc stuff from Heresy, this is pretty fun for me, seeing how all the pieces are tying together in a cohesive whole. For those of you who get a chance, Salvation of the Sages is a fun one to play with Heresy in your character's background, though there's a number of other scenarios that have some hooks to things like Mirza as well.

I'm kind of impressed they wove it all together out of scenario roots 6 seasons ago.

Anyway, back from con. I don't think I have any big purchases for Guang but I'll check.

Dunno much about history: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26 ...never mind, apparently I do!

Guang's expression turns to a sort of placid astonishment, his brows rising to his lack of a hairline. "The Citadel of the Weary Sky? Truly? The Jaizun citadel itself? How miraculous! It so happens I know a little of the history of this place, though I never dreamt to travel there myself."

Guang expounds happily upon the history of the citadel, once a Jistkan outpost before the wrath of Ahriman itself laid it low. Feel free to read the history spoiler, teammates

"...and so, all that remained of this once mighty laboratory was a smoking, abandoned crater. Just think! We shall be the first to inspect it and see if it is so, I take it. How many days' travel does it look to be by this wondrous map, Master Obo? Do we know if the elemental forces yet rage uncontrolled after all these millennia?"

I'm at a convention this weekend, so a few days gap is not bad for me.

Sorry, been busy!

Guang offers a courteous bow to the sphinx... drifting down briefly to one knee.

"I agree with my fellows that the answer seems the sphinx-- reclined after the meal, feasting with hands involved, and normally padding the desert on all four paws. Does this answer please you, Hetepheres?"

(Yeah, AC 28 is accurate in the immediate)

Guang only smiles even when a claw rakes a bleeding furrow through his skin. "It is an undead efreet, friends. If that helps you decide. Mirza, it is time to cease struggle."

Maintain grapple: 1d20 + 18 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 18 + 5 = 25 Ick, low roll. I think I'm gonna use reroll + GM stars

I SAID, maintain grapple: 1d20 + 18 + 5 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 18 + 5 + 4 = 31 Not much better on the dice... but if that succeeds, then Guang will escalate grapple to pinned.

A little of Irori's healing energy suffused the monk. Swift Lay on Hands: 2d6 ⇒ (1, 1) = 2 Lol

"I will hold him. Please remove his head," Guang murmurs.

Kn Religion: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (8) + 13 = 21 Woo, just over.

Guang's arms lock around the gaunt figure, uncaring of the sizzling of his own flesh.

"Immolated Mirza, your time on this plane is at an end," Guang informs the figure as he slowly crushes the gaunt arms to Mirza's sides. "Cease to struggle. Accept at long last the end of all your torment."

Guang goes still, head cocked, listening intently.

Move action to actively perceive and try and pinpoint the location of the unseen foe

Perception: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (6) + 18 = 24

If he hears anything, he tries to lunge and wrap his strong arms around it... whatever 'it' may be.

(If he gets anything off that perception within 10', he'd take a 5-ft step (if needed) and try to grapple. If he doesn't get anything off that perception, he'll actively perceive again)

Gonna assume Blue is probably SUPER dead after all that; if he's not then this flurry will go on him, but he won't smite him

Guang is mildly surprised to be scratched, and gives a slight nod. "Your hunger is impressive. Your end is all the same at hand."

He lets the grapple go (even if blue's still somehow standing he'll still let it go just to be able to do flurry) and starts a blinding pattern of fists and feet, holy energy suffusing his strikes.

Swift to smite purple, flurry

Flurry, Smite, PA: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (15) + 13 = 28
Damage, extra bonus for first smite attack vs undead: 2d6 + 20 ⇒ (3, 1) + 20 = 24

Flurry, Smite, PA: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (5) + 13 = 18
Damage: 2d6 + 15 ⇒ (6, 6) + 15 = 27

Flurry, Smite, PA, iterative: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27
Damage: 2d6 + 15 ⇒ (4, 5) + 15 = 24

AC 31 vs purple, 30 against any other undead, 28 normal

Kn Religion: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (5) + 13 = 18 Not sure there's much left to know after Milo's high roll, but more just that Guang would want to know ICly

Guang hurries forward to stand near Glen, but just a little bit ahead of him, since his own protections against the undead will help protect his companions. He extends one bronze-hued hand in a small beckon and says simply to the ghuls: "Come. Your souls shall soon be freed."

Swift action: enter snapping turtle style; move action, get to current location; standard action: ready to grapple any enemy that comes adjacent to him.

Readied grapple roll, prayer: 1d20 + 18 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 18 + 1 = 30

AC 30 vs undead, will drop to 28 if he winds up grappling one