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Haggra looks to the location where he knows #2 to be. "You'd best not be here when I swing."

Intimidation(E): 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (2) + 11 = 13
Naw, let's reroll that
Intimidation(E): 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (2) + 11 = 13

However, he does not wait.
+1 striking cold iron spiked chain, Strategem: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (2) + 11 = 13

He decides against striking, but instead Strides to #1's supposed location and Seeks it.

Haggra contemplates attacking the frightened leader.
+1 striking cold iron spiked chain, Strategem: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (19) + 11 = 30

Society(E): 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (6) + 12 = 18

Conceal: 1d20 ⇒ 17
Liking the opening she left him, he strides up and strikes.
Slashing Magic Cold Iron, Strategem: 2d8 + 4 ⇒ (2, 3) + 4 = 9
18 if that was a crit vs her frightened AC, plus her frightened doesn’t go down below 1 until after my next turn

If she is still standing, he calmly asks, ”Why would you do this? Surrender now before we kill you. ”
Intimidation(E): 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (4) + 11 = 15

Haggra growls at R1, tying to demorale him. Intimidation(E): 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (11) + 11 = 22

Assuming that is enough...
He then devises a strategem against the same target.

+1 striking cold iron spiked chain, Strategem: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (20) + 11 = 31
He nods, and steps up, swinging.

Slashing Magic Cold Iron, Strategem: 2d8 + 4 ⇒ (5, 5) + 4 = 14
Doubled to 28. If he is still standing, his Frightened value cannot reduce until after my next turn (Remorseless Lash)

He'll also get a Recall Knowledge with his Strategem due to Known Weakness

”And that is why you don’t mess with magic. Too dangerous. ”

"Research. Finally something fun."

Haggra sets about working on his research.

Academia Lore DC15: 1d20 + 10 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 10 + 1 = 28
Academia Lore DC15: 1d20 + 10 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 10 + 1 = 21
Academia Lore DC15: 1d20 + 10 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 10 + 1 = 17

He puts his mind to it, and digs through the stacks, finding a good deal of information.

Haggra takes the badge.

"Well, perhaps we shouldn't be too hasty in spreading around her reappearance. Shouldn't we report back to the vash-vatom with our findings? We can talk more there."

Haggra practically growls as he says while making sure his spiked chain is free. ”You don’t want to do this, friends. You are overmatched, and under armed. Take a seat and we will talk, and you can live another day ”

Intimidation(E): 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (20) + 11 = 31

”If a drink is needed, I will also order a Chill Witch, since Zykyryz is so excited by it.”

"I would be honored to take her sigil."

Grams is welcome to it!

Haggra raises an eyebrow at Zykyryz's reaction, but changes his lead to 'Alyreha'.

Haggra starts with some magical symbols that he learned during his days in Nidal. This was definitely not elf-magic, but he tries to create the symbol of friendship.

Occultism: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (17) + 10 = 27

Haggra take a moment to check the doors out. "Cannot be too careful."

Seek to find traps, and Haggra has Trap Finder

"I thought that you were celebrating the underused letters?"

"Zykyryz, by any chance can you translate these for us?"

Haggra just stares at the portal right in front of him.

"We are here. We might as well go through." says Haggra. "Or do your ancestors have a different plan, Grams?"

”Broom closet. This better not be another nature preserve, Zykyryz.”

”Could we maybe try playing something together?” asks Haggra, his expression obviously one of pain. ”There should be some order to music… a mathematical perfection!”

technically not trained, but better than average due to untrained improvisation

He sighs, and starts concentrating on pursuing a lead, of this unknown Arclord.

He will also be pursuing Aslynn, if not previously stated.

Igrigi adjusts his spectacles and looks closely at the talking skull. "Hmmm… I don't meeting any talking, pink-eyed skulls at Nexus House…"

"No one ever does..." grumbles Haggra

”Apologies for my friends, here, but we were wondering if we could have a chance to talk. Might we find a quiet place where we might introduce you to our little friend? No, not the poppet. ”

Society(E): 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (9) + 12 = 21

Haggra just watches everything go down, and chuckles to himself about Zykyryz admitting failure. He moves to Snarlfist, "Hey. We should get going to Bandashar Palace."

Haggra just thinks to himself, 'What sort of merchant doesn't keep good records? Or, if they are going to do fancy bookkeeping, have two ledgers. As they say in Cheliax, you have to have good records if you are going to take advantage of people. Or something like that...'

He shakes his head slowly...

"Gemstones. I assume that your primary customer is not looking for gems that are pretty, but more those that are useful in magical constructs."

Crafting: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (19) + 10 = 29

"Sure it is. Now, what's really going on. Grams, maybe she wants to go for a little swim in the sewer?" Haggra glares.

"Accidents happen." says Haggra. "What filing system are you using here? I hear there are a couple of interesting new systems being tried out in Absalom and Cheliax, though those in the Empire are brutal to completely understand. I have heard you practically have to sell your soul to check out a book at the library of Westcrown."

if academia lore won't count, reduce by 2
Academia Lore: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (13) + 10 = 23

"Very well. Princess?" Haggra picks up the poppet without even the smallest eye roll.

"Of course. Zykyryz, you get down here right now!"

Intimidation(E): 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (5) + 11 = 16

Nope. Rerolling that. Can't be intimidating like that :D

"Fine. We'll just leave you there, and you won't learn anything."
Intimidation(E): 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (11) + 11 = 22

'Order ALWAYS matters.'
Princess Sunset can hear Haggra's teeth grinding.

With Zykyryz's outburst, Haggra says as he sets Princess Sunset down, "Well, we're supposed to help her learn. Domwurd, please do set her down as she asks."

"Oh, yeah. Sorry. Just make sure you jump down before a fight, right?" Haggra says to Princess Sunset.

"Oh, sorry, Domwurd. Missed you saying that. Was focusing on the mission that Fola gave us. Making friends. I think we can do that without disclosing the actual mission we're on."

He winces at Grams' suggestion. "I've always been a checklist kind of guy. Start at the top, and work your way down." He sighs, heavily. "But I will go with whatever the group decides."

"So, is Zykyryz going to cause us to attract too much attention? Or do we need to cover her up?" asks Haggra.

"And who is carrying her? I do need 2 hands for my regular weapon, should it come to that."

Having set Princess Sunset down when they arrived, Haggra stands at the ready. ”We have been on worse missions, Kralgang. We just need to be wary and pay attention… something se are both good at.

“Vash-Vatom… Are there areas in Quantium that we need be extra wary about? I assume we should be moving on the sly?” He puts his wayfinder away.

Haggra gives the poppet a hand. ”See, wizards always have to tell you how superior they think they are to you, often by quoting useless trivia like that. We know better, though, don’t we?” whispers The hobgoblin as he winks.

”I assume we are going to the Pathfinder Lodge, little one. I should know its name, but I cannot recall it. Still, should be relatively easy to find. Did you need a hand or a lift?”

”Oh, we’ve been sent out on missions with Domwurd before. He’s done ok. ”

Haggra makes sure that Kralgang isn’t moping in the cabin, even if it is to take Domwurd on “walkies” around the deck. Very regimented and well paced walkies.

"Good afternoon, Kralgang." says Haggra. "Another adventure for us to make sure gets done correctly, I presume. Well, with the two of us on the mission, I am sure it will be fine."

There is no doubt that Haggra was rolling his eyes as he stated this.

"Quantium! Blech. Land of elf-magic if I ever heard of one." grumbles Haggra. Half-way through the voyage, and and he has already run out of places to check out with his "security scans". The only cargo with any value was the Pathfinders, and the crew eyed their possessions with an undisguised lust, prompting him to keep things by his side, always.

"I'll be glad when we get there, though. Not sure this ship is going to make it in one piece. Tried to fix the crack I saw in the tiller, but the pilot shooed me away. Foolish."

Haggra sighs, as he was already planning his own personal guard patrols. ’Orders to rest and enjoy myself. I enjoy patrolling. But that isn’t restful is it?’

”Yes, sir. Rest and enjoy. Maybe Kralgang and I can compare notes as we, um, feast. ”

”Thanks, Kralgang!”

Haggra sizes up the ghast for another attack.
+1 striking cold iron spiked chain, Strategem: 1d20 + 11 - 1 ⇒ (6) + 11 - 1 = 16

While it didn’t look perfect, with his flank he decides to go for it.
Slashing Magic Cold Iron, Strategem: 2d8 + 4 ⇒ (2, 3) + 4 = 9

He then strikes one more time, before recovering from the fright from the peryton
+1 striking cold iron spiked chain: 1d20 + 8 - 1 - 4 ⇒ (20) + 8 - 1 - 4 = 23
Slashing Magic Cold Iron: 2d8 + 1 ⇒ (3, 6) + 1 = 10 20 with the crit!

will dc21: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11
sigh

Haggra again sums up the ghast.

+1 striking cold iron spiked chain, Strategem: 1d20 + 11 - 2 ⇒ (3) + 11 - 2 = 12

He decides that attack the ghast would be a really bad idea.

He then moves to attack the Peryton.

+1 striking cold iron spiked chain: 1d20 + 8 - 2 ⇒ (18) + 8 - 2 = 24
Slashing Magic Cold Iron: 2d8 + 1 ⇒ (2, 6) + 1 = 9

Haggra looks a bit shaken as he is once again surrounded.

Thinking that turnabout is fair play, he looks to the ghast as he tries to demoralize it by shaking his chains.

Intimidation(E): 1d20 + 10 - 1 ⇒ (1) + 10 - 1 = 10

However, in his frighted state, he is not very frightening himself.

He then decides he will just attack, and takes the chains back in both hands, and attacks.

+1 striking cold iron spiked chain: 1d20 + 8 - 1 ⇒ (7) + 8 - 1 = 14
Slashing Magic Cold Iron: 2d8 + 1 ⇒ (3, 7) + 1 = 11

expecting that misses as well. :'(

will DC21: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9 Special

Haggra gulps down his potion.
healing: 1d8 ⇒ 5

"Guess that'll have to do."

Afraid for his life, he pulls another potion, and drink that one, too.
healing: 1d8 ⇒ 5

Not thrilled with his now untenable position, Haggra determines if a strike against the ghost is a good idea.

+1 striking cold iron spiked chain, Strategem: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (3) + 11 = 14

Deciding it was not, he retreats back so as to not die.

He then draws a healing potion.

Fort dc16: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21 with incapacitation trait I assume that is a crit save

Though he is getting beat on, Haggra avoids the ghast’s paralysis

will save DC21: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14
Nope. Not going down like that! I offer this hero point in the name of vengeance!
will save DC21: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22

"Let's take them out quickly!" orders Haggra, as he plans an attack on ghast #1.

+1 striking cold iron spiked chain, Strategem: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (8) + 11 = 19
free recall undead lore: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13 SO close!
He then moves up, and gets hit by the stench! However, he has smelled worse, and resists it.
fort DC16: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23

Finally he swings his spiked chain! Remember, 19 to hit
Slashing Magic Cold Iron, Strategem: 2d8 + 4 ⇒ (1, 3) + 4 = 8

"Thank you, Kralgang."

good to go

"Ghasts. Foul creatures. More worried about the paralyzation. Guess the key will be to take them out one at a time, if possible. Reduce their chances of paralyzing and eating us."

Haggra just walks back to camp shaking his head. "Ulfens." is about all he can say.

Before settling down to bed, he takes the time to check every door and window, as well as walking around the perimeter of the lodege, just to be sure. He stops at trying to pick the locks to the windows or doors, not sure what their hosts would think of that.

Haggra is up early, going through his full round of calisthenics, followed by a thorough checking of his kit, all before breakfast.

"Quit being such a baby! We already told you that you aren't infected. Do you want us to tell everyone how you are acting?"

Intimidation(E): 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (15) + 10 = 25