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As mentioned above, I'm now off on that training course. Back on the 25th. Please bot as needed, thanks.

Gurkagh maintains a wide, friendly smile. It's clear he doesn't really know what's happening, but, he doesn't really seem to mind, either.

Gurkagh looks lost in thought. "Gurkagh say so truflame burn bad pearl and then we go home?"

"Gurkagh know Aspis bad guys. So you good guy? How we set you free?"

"Gurkagh say Gurkagh not know where Gurkagh is or what Gurkagh doing. But Gurkagh like to meet genie! Why magic keep genie in?"

Knowing that sometimes evil spirits try to trick him, Gurkagh tries to listen carefully to the creature's words, though it's easy to get distracted in a place like this.

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

"Gurkagh say, why everyone shout at Gurkagh?" He fumbles with the flask for a few moments before a massive gout of water shoots forth and drenches everyone and everything in the area.

"Gurkagh has flask!" he says excitedly to Tsrvk. "Gurkagh throw it at fire?"

Gurkagh has a propensity to throw random objects at bad guys and obstacles :)

"Maybe fire not like water?" asks Gurkagh. After he whispers a request to unseen forces, a heavy rain suddenly drops gallons of water on the flaming vortex!

Gurkagh will cast create food and water to create enough water to satisfy the thirst of 13 horses (which, Google reliably informs me, is about 325 litres of water).

Unsure exactly what's happening--or what the creature in the fiery cyclone is--Gurkagh strokes his beard and looks on, confused.

Total defence. (I don't have anything really for fire monsters, and I don't think I'm going to be needed in any event!).

Scratching his head in confusion about all the to-do and waiting, Gurkagh begins wandering up the stairs.

A move action up the stairs. If you need someone to trigger a combat, Gurkagh's your man :)

Gurkagh says to Garam: "Gurkagh see big fire! Gurkagh throw pretty pearl in fire, and we go home?"

Arriving at the ziggurat, Gurkagh climbs down from his mount. "Bye Whitey!" he says as the white steed transforms back into a small figurine that's promptly tossed into the rolled-up animal hide Gurkagh uses to carry his possessions.

I'm fine either way. I had noticed we'd been going pretty slowly and without a lot of description or flavour of what's happening. GM, if we need to take a break for a bit, that's perfectly understandable too--real life gets in the way sometimes for all of us.

Gurkagh scratches his head in confusion. "Gurkagh no remember why we here. We keep going until we get somewhere?"

Reflex save (Gurkagh): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (10) + 9 = 19

Away for a couple of days--please bot as necessary.

Gurkagh frowns at the earth elementals. "Gurkagh ask any tree spirits help Gurkagh?" His right arm suddenly turns into a thick oak branch and he swings it down at the rocky creature!

Using my tree limb slam power (wood spirit) to make a melee attack.

Tree Limb Slam: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (18) + 12 = 30

damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

Reflex save (Gurkagh): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (16) + 9 = 25

Reflex save (familiar): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14

Reflex save (mount): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16

@GM: Yep, if there's any danger left, I think my allies have a handle on it!

Gurkagh picks himself up off the ground where he was thrown from his mount when the earth elementals appeared. "Gurkagh say this place bad place!"

@GM: Gurkagh (and his mount Whitey) are on the ground. As the elementals burst up from underneath, I'm not sure what effect this will have--I'll wait for clarification before I take an action.

Gurkagh sits on his white steed, smiling broadly as he waits for the group to get moving again.

Delay until something dramatic happens.

"Gurkagh say fire men not look happy!"

I've got a couple of ideas, but will wait for them to get closer. For now, I'll just do Total Defense.

I'm off camping until Thursday--please bot as needed.

@Tsrvk: Sorry, Gurkagh doesn't prepare that one.

Gurkagh trots along on Whitey, a broad smile on his face.

When the group is ready to set off, Gurkagh takes a small alabaster figurine of a horse on the ground. The figurine must have been damaged in the past, and was probably once a pegasus, but the wings have been broken off and are now only stubs.

"Gurkagh say, hey Whitey the No-Horn Unicorn, come give Gurkagh a ride!" Suddenly the figurine transforms into a full size frisky horse of flesh and blood! Gurkagh hops onto its back, heedless of the lack of stirrups or a saddle, and sets off at a brisk pace.

Using my broken figurine of wondrous power to animate a horse with a base movement speed of 60 (probably reduced to 45 or 50 given Gurkagh's weight and his gear) for up to 12 hours.

Gurkagh listens to Garam and scratches his head, looking mildly confused. After a bit, he shrugs and unrolls the mangy hide of undeterminable origin that was rolled into a tight bundle to carry his gear. The kellid starts hurling stuff over his shoulder and in random directions--an iron pot, a thick coil of rope, a fishing net, and more. He grins broadly. "Now Gurkagh go fast, not slow!"

Still, he seems to amble on at exactly the same pace as before.

I've removed those items from his inventory to get him into light encumbrance, but his hide armor still gives him a speed of 20' :) I vote we just get on with things unless overland speed is crucial.

Gurkagh appears to ponder Thargash's seemingly complicated question before answering, "Gurkagh say Gurkagh always gets to place when Gurkagh arrives."

I've got a 20' move speed (due to encumbrance). You can imagine that Gurkagh ambles along, often stopping to examine interesting leaves, shiny rocks, and that sort of thing.

I've added to the sheet the buffs that Thargash cast on Gukargh (and the rest of the party). I'm not sure about durations.

Gurkagh's brow furrows in response to Garam's question to him. "Gurkagh not know! But tree spirits help Gurkagh . . ."

Gurkagh pretty much prepares plant and spirit-themed spells, with a couple of exceptions.

@GM: I do have the Water Affinity boon from # 8-19 on Gurkagh if it's relevant.

A shabbily-dressed kellid, smelling faintly of fresh, loamy earth, enters the chamber. He has no visible weapons, but wears a poorly-tanned hide jerkin made from some unknown beast.

"Gurkagh say, Gurkagh here for Pathfinders!"

He beams broadly at the group.

Sorry for the delay everyone. GM, I did get this PC leveled up (to 13), and I'll try to update the tagline soon.

My posting is going to be spotty over the next few days--we have an inbound cyclone and I'm a member of the State Emergency Service. Please bot as needed.

Player Name: Jhaeman
Character Name: Gurkagh
PFS #: 238544-2
Faction: Grand Lodge
Level: 13

Sorry, a bit behind on everything but I'll make this a priority in the next few days.

All good, thanks GM!

Boon: 1d20 ⇒ 20

That was the fastest Special I've ever played--it made me nervous I was way behind on the games I was GMing, until I realised the convention still has a month left!

After all the chaos dies down, Gurkagh scratches his head. "Gurkagh not know what that about. Time to eat!"

"Gukagh say mammoth spirits help Gurkagh!" The kellid charges forward, trying to hit Charvion with the crown of his head!

Using a Powerful Smash. If this hits, Charvion has to make a DC 16 Fort save or be dazed for one round.

Powerful Smash: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (1) + 11 = 12
damage: 1d3 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

Using that shirt reroll!

Powerful Smash Reroll: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (15) + 11 = 26

Edit: Forgot the Reflex save!

Reflex save: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21

So 25 if you make the save?

"Gurkagh say bad man be like tree!" Lingering spirits of the forests that once stood in this place swirl around Chevron, threatening to turn him into a twisted, treelike shape!

Using my hex of lignification; Chevron gets a DC 18 Fortitude save.

Gurkagh moves into the room, looking around.

Double move.

I don't think I'm revealing too much to say we're in the final stretch.

Looks like everyone has filled out the RPG Chronicles site except Gurkagh.

Gurkagh can you go here and fill in your information so that you can get your Chronicle? RPG Chronicles

I'm a bit dim, just like Gurkagh! But all done now.

If it's a new round of Initiative, can I just go through the door?

"Gurkagh say mean thing hurt bad!" He staggers forward, trying to cross the room as the energy lashes him.

Double move.

Fortitude save: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20

Gurkagh moves to get a better look at what's happening.

Double move.

Gurkagh tries to get his bearings as more danger looms!

I'll just do total defense while I figure out what's happening.

Back in a couple of days, please bot if necessary.

Gurkagh looks around and scratches his head in confusion.

I'm not sure where we start on the map. I'll do Total Defence this round.

Gurkagh thinks mean dragons deserve their loneliness, so he'll vote for walking past.

I've played a lot of Specials via PBP, and the pace of this one seems super fast! It must have a lot of content we have to get through . . .

Seeing explosions everywhere, Gurkagh gets inspired! He picks up an old pinecone stuck to his poorly-tanned bearskin cloak. "Hey pinecone, go blow up mean goblins!" He hurls the pinecone at some of the goblin archers and it detonates!

Moving forward and then casting pinecomb bomb at the two goblins in the yellow circle. They get DC 15 Reflex saves for half damage.

damage: 5d6 ⇒ (4, 1, 6, 2, 2) = 15

Gurkagh moves forward, trying to pierce together what's happening.

Double move.