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Male Chelaxian Ranger 7/ Steel Falcon 1 - HP 68/68 | AC 23 (T 18, FF 16) | F +9 R+11 W +6 | Init +7 Perception +9
![]() "I only wanted to stop any foul magics before they happened, and Wizzy was a grand help as well with his invigorating words and spells. Perhaps I can shoot the tubes from a distance? If anyone would like I have a spare bow in my quiver." ![]()
Male Chelaxian Ranger 7/ Steel Falcon 1 - HP 68/68 | AC 23 (T 18, FF 16) | F +9 R+11 W +6 | Init +7 Perception +9
![]() Plain and simple archers are OP in ways they never were before PF. I didn't know how much so when I first made this character. Nathan Hartshorn
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Male Chelaxian Ranger 7/ Steel Falcon 1 - HP 68/68 | AC 23 (T 18, FF 16) | F +9 R+11 W +6 | Init +7 Perception +9
![]() Hal listens to Wizzy's inspirational tune, letting it full his heart and his mind with determination. "I'll take Black if you guys can handle the thing in the coffin!" This is the first time I've been able to use Hunter's Eye since my very first adventure. Full Atk 1, Rapid Shot, Deadly Aim, Favored enemy: 1d20 + 9 + 5 + 1 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 9 + 5 + 1 + 4 = 31
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Male Chelaxian Ranger 7/ Steel Falcon 1 - HP 68/68 | AC 23 (T 18, FF 16) | F +9 R+11 W +6 | Init +7 Perception +9
![]() "Woah." Hal squints harder at the 'woman' in the distance. "Huh. Didn't see that coming." Hal raises his voice once more, "Who's in the tubes? If I find that you have captured people in some sick experiment YOU'LL be the next one in a tube!" Hal strides forward slowly, eyes scanning to avoid traps or pitfalls. Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (17) + 9 = 26 ![]()
Male Chelaxian Ranger 7/ Steel Falcon 1 - HP 68/68 | AC 23 (T 18, FF 16) | F +9 R+11 W +6 | Init +7 Perception +9
![]() "Well that didn't work." Hal looks at the person across the room. "Old woman! Where is Chrysalis Black? I would have words with him!" Purposefully not doing that Perception test, going to keep saying old woman until someone points out otherwise. ![]()
Male Chelaxian Ranger 7/ Steel Falcon 1 - HP 68/68 | AC 23 (T 18, FF 16) | F +9 R+11 W +6 | Init +7 Perception +9
![]() Hal leans into his companions whispering, "Let's try to advance as far as we can before surprising her. I'm curious as to where Black is though..." For when we move, Stealth: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (13) + 15 = 28 ![]()
Male Chelaxian Ranger 7/ Steel Falcon 1 - HP 68/68 | AC 23 (T 18, FF 16) | F +9 R+11 W +6 | Init +7 Perception +9
![]() Ruckus yelps as the golem hits him and Hal growls in the back of his throat. Seeing Alektara take down the Golem calms him some. He rushes to his hound's side and pulls out his wand. "You did good boy. Here, let me help you. Flitwick." Wand uses: 3d8 + 3 ⇒ (3, 5, 4) + 3 = 15
After healing his friend Hal commands, "Alright boy, see if you can't find the arrow that bounced off that thing's thick skin." Arrow recovery, high good: 1d100 ⇒ 40 Ruckus comes back head down and whining. "It's Ok boy, you'll find it next time." Hal looks over at the golem again, "I still really hope that thing wasn't his mother. Alright, now we're off to see the wizard! Probably to wring his scrawny neck!" ![]()
Male Chelaxian Ranger 7/ Steel Falcon 1 - HP 68/68 | AC 23 (T 18, FF 16) | F +9 R+11 W +6 | Init +7 Perception +9
![]() Hal calls to Ruckus, "Attack" pointing at the doll Suri is savaging at the moment. Ruckus Atk: 1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 7 + 2 = 18 Ruckus Dmg: 1d6 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 6 + 2 = 12 Hal himself focuses on the golem Probably best not to let that thing get up and start swinging Full Atk 1, Deadly Aim, Rapid Shot: 1d20 + 9 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 9 + 2 + 1 = 31
Rapid Shot: 1d20 + 9 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 9 + 2 + 1 = 25
Full Atk 2, Deadly Aim, Rapid Shot: 1d20 + 4 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 4 + 2 + 1 = 16
Free: Command Ruckus
All arrows are CI with Adamantine Blanch. Note to self, buy A LOT more ![]()
Male Chelaxian Ranger 7/ Steel Falcon 1 - HP 68/68 | AC 23 (T 18, FF 16) | F +9 R+11 W +6 | Init +7 Perception +9
![]() Hal gives a lop-sided grin, "Yeah, I remember these guys. Though the ones I fought were amalgamated to look like demons and definitely NOT wearing a dress and floral slippers" He snaps his fingers, remembering something. "And before I forget," Hal digs into his pack and retrieves a small pair of gilded wings, "these are in case Suri needs to fly. Easier than getting her to drink a potion, and I always carry a pair for Ruckus." He tosses the wings to Shayla saying, "Just stick them on her back and say the phrase 'Wingardium'. She'll be airborne in no time." Item in question Feather Token: Floating Feather Hal moves closer to the corpse, not trusting it to not rise up and attack. ![]()
Male Chelaxian Ranger 7/ Steel Falcon 1 - HP 68/68 | AC 23 (T 18, FF 16) | F +9 R+11 W +6 | Init +7 Perception +9
![]() Hal holds his hand up to his nose and mouth feeling slightly nauseous, partly from the smell, partly from the implication. "That" he whispers with a hoarse voice. He clears his throat and tries again, "That woman upstairs mentioned his mother. I pray to Erastil that she didn't mean this." He tentatively walks forward looking for any signs of movement in the corpse. ![]()
Male Chelaxian Ranger 7/ Steel Falcon 1 - HP 68/68 | AC 23 (T 18, FF 16) | F +9 R+11 W +6 | Init +7 Perception +9
![]() Hal looks at the rest of the group. "Tie her up and leave her here until we deal with Black? Or something else? I have my preference, but we took her down together, it should be a group decision." ![]()
Male Chelaxian Ranger 7/ Steel Falcon 1 - HP 68/68 | AC 23 (T 18, FF 16) | F +9 R+11 W +6 | Init +7 Perception +9
![]() Hal smirks, "See? Grisly death avoided. Now what part do you play in this? How do you know Black and why are you working for him? And please take off that disguise, I'll feel more comfortable talking with the real you rather than a facsimile." ![]()
Male Chelaxian Ranger 7/ Steel Falcon 1 - HP 68/68 | AC 23 (T 18, FF 16) | F +9 R+11 W +6 | Init +7 Perception +9
![]() Hal gives the man who screamed a sorrowful expression, "Normally I would regret it, but when I am assisting such talented individuals as my companions I tend not to worry about it." Hal looks askance of the woman, "Are you sure you wouldn't rather just tell us where Black is? I'm sure it will save you and your companions a very grisly death." ![]()
Male Chelaxian Ranger 7/ Steel Falcon 1 - HP 68/68 | AC 23 (T 18, FF 16) | F +9 R+11 W +6 | Init +7 Perception +9
![]() Hal rushes inside the door hoping to surprise the enemy with such a bold move. "And I was so hoping not to have to spill actual blood today." Hal takes a shot at the woman once he is inside, wary of the other fighters entering the room. Deadly Aim, Fight Defensively, Point Blank: 1d20 + 11 + 4 - 4 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 11 + 4 - 4 + 1 = 23
Move: 25 ft. move into building
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Male Chelaxian Ranger 7/ Steel Falcon 1 - HP 68/68 | AC 23 (T 18, FF 16) | F +9 R+11 W +6 | Init +7 Perception +9
![]() Take 10 Perception: 10 + 9 + 4 = 23 Hal smiles ruefully and leans on his bow. "Alright sweety, you caught me." His smile disappears and his voice takes on a sharper, commanding tone, "I guess that makes both of us liars. You see, I took these books from Black's private study after killing the animated dirt and statue he sent to kill me. Now tell me, WHERE IS BLACK BEFORE I DO THE SAME TO YOU." Intimidate: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23 ![]()
Male Chelaxian Ranger 7/ Steel Falcon 1 - HP 68/68 | AC 23 (T 18, FF 16) | F +9 R+11 W +6 | Init +7 Perception +9
![]() "Oh really? That's too bad. I was told he would be here. You see I borrowed some books from him and just wanted to return them to their proper owner. They were quite the fascinating read. Could you perhaps tell me where he resides now then? I do so hate to be indebted to anyone." Sense Motive: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (20) + 12 = 32 +4 if human
I hope she's telling the truth, I'd rather not have innocent blood on my hands Hot rolls tonight folks! ![]()
Male Chelaxian Ranger 7/ Steel Falcon 1 - HP 68/68 | AC 23 (T 18, FF 16) | F +9 R+11 W +6 | Init +7 Perception +9
![]() Hal whispers to Ruckus very quickly, "Defend!" pointing at Wizzy again before slipping through his companions and out the door. Stealth: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (5) + 15 = 20
Pretending to have been outside the entire time Hal peeks around the door jamb. "Hello?" he calls meekly. "I'm sorry to disturb you, I wasn't sure if anyone was in or not and I didn't want to just barge in. I was wondering if someone could assist me. I was looking for a man, Chrysalis Black? I was told he lives here." Bluff: 1d20 ⇒ 6 Welp, I hope you guys are prepared to help when I get angry glares and shouted words. ![]()
Male Chelaxian Ranger 7/ Steel Falcon 1 - HP 68/68 | AC 23 (T 18, FF 16) | F +9 R+11 W +6 | Init +7 Perception +9
![]() Did not even notice that. Take 10 Perception: 10 + 9 = 19
"Hey Wizzy, I found a wand. Think you can identify it for us? I don't know any orisons." Skimming over the books Hal notices the esoteric titles. "Anyone have any objections to taking these with us?" ![]()
Male Chelaxian Ranger 7/ Steel Falcon 1 - HP 68/68 | AC 23 (T 18, FF 16) | F +9 R+11 W +6 | Init +7 Perception +9
![]() Hal smiles at the absurdity of living dirt attacking. He pulls out a wand from his bag to heal his minor injuries "Flitwick" Wand Cure Lt.: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 71d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5 Take 10 Perception: 10 + 9 = 19 Rummaging through the melt's clothing and gear Hal comes across the Consortium badge. Holding it up for the others to see he says calmly, "Well, at least this explains his issue with Pathfinders. Anyone else up for a trip to the Doll House? " ![]()
Male Chelaxian Ranger 7/ Steel Falcon 1 - HP 68/68 | AC 23 (T 18, FF 16) | F +9 R+11 W +6 | Init +7 Perception +9
![]() Hal Reflex: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (15) + 11 = 26
Hal springs away from the majority of the chips, but several cuts appear on his arms and face. Ruckus being more nimble avoids everything Evasion. "All right, I guess you're going to be a pain now. Ruckus attack!" Full Atk1, Deadly Aim, Rapid Shot: 1d20 + 9 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 9 + 5 + 1 = 31
Ruckus rushes the golem and goes for its legs. Ruckus attack: 1d20 + 7 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 7 + 5 = 31
Free: Command Ruckus
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Male Chelaxian Ranger 7/ Steel Falcon 1 - HP 68/68 | AC 23 (T 18, FF 16) | F +9 R+11 W +6 | Init +7 Perception +9
![]() Hal, not realizing what the Earth Elemental is, cries out, "He's even animated dirt to kill us?! He's nuts!" Full Atk1, Deadly Aim, Rapid Shot: 1d20 + 9 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 9 + 5 = 25
Full Atk Earth Elemental. All arrows CI and covered in Silver blanch Ruckus turns to face the new threat but doesn't leave Wizzy's side. ![]()
Male Chelaxian Ranger 7/ Steel Falcon 1 - HP 68/68 | AC 23 (T 18, FF 16) | F +9 R+11 W +6 | Init +7 Perception +9
![]() Hal jumps backwards and slams into the bar. "Easy there chair! I'm not a stool!" He fires arrows into the chair to make it into a pin-cushion.
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Male Chelaxian Ranger 7/ Steel Falcon 1 - HP 68/68 | AC 23 (T 18, FF 16) | F +9 R+11 W +6 | Init +7 Perception +9
![]() Hal looks down at the peculiar form of furniture reproduction before stepping away to let the chair have its private time with the stool. Grabbing more arrows from his quiver Hal shouts to his companions, "Someone can stabilize this man, right?" Deadly Aim, Rapid Shot, Favored enemy: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (19) + 13 = 32
Pointing at Wizzy again Hal commands Ruckus, "Defend! I'm going to try and take Black out as quickly as possible, I am worthless against animated furniture. Archer shuffle away from chair
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Male Chelaxian Ranger 7/ Steel Falcon 1 - HP 68/68 | AC 23 (T 18, FF 16) | F +9 R+11 W +6 | Init +7 Perception +9
![]() Hal carefully knocks one of his blunt arrows and stares daggers at Black. "It would be rather simple 'forget' to add one's mark to the golems being crafted if they were never intended to protect the bearer of Sheila's Wayfinder. So please, give me a reason not to listen to my comrade here and you might survive with only a few bruises" Ruckus sensing his master's displeasure growls low in his throat hackles raised. Intimidate: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16 ![]()
Male Chelaxian Ranger 7/ Steel Falcon 1 - HP 68/68 | AC 23 (T 18, FF 16) | F +9 R+11 W +6 | Init +7 Perception +9
![]() Hal leans on his bow and gives the biggest grin he can, "Yes, they seem to have been given the wrong commands by whomever enchanted them. It appeared intentional." My nocking fingers are itchy, please let me know if you'd rather I be less antagonistic. ![]()
Male Chelaxian Ranger 7/ Steel Falcon 1 - HP 68/68 | AC 23 (T 18, FF 16) | F +9 R+11 W +6 | Init +7 Perception +9
![]() Hal smiles as he looks at Ruckus fondly, "No actually. I just sort of happened upon him, like you did, out hunting. I noticed growling and yipping, and when I arrived at the scene I saw a pup trying to scare off a large wolf. May have even been one of my father's pack, but I was able to scare it off when I put a few silver tips in its hide. I decided to name him Ruckus after all of the commotion he caused, and kept him in Fusil until he was old enough to help me hunt. His nose has helped me on several occasions now." Hal looks Shayla directly in the eye, "It is always good to find more agents that appreciate the help companions such as ours can give." |