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Hedge moves back from the creature, looking to maintain distance and a clear line of sight. His shuriken are ready, instinctively drawn in a flash, but holds his attack. Akivar is casting something, and Hedge knows better than to interrupt the spell by hurting the monster.

Move to range while maintaining line of sight (up to 30', no ki speed)
Attack if creature appears aggressive and moves from its current position

Flurry, Power attack
Shuriken Main: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (19) + 10 = 29
Shuriken Off: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16
Shuriken Flurry 1: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (11) + 10 = 21
Shuriken Flurry 2: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 5 = 22
Shuriken Main damage: 1d2 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7
Shuriken Off damage: 1d2 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6
Shuriken Flurry 1 damage: 1d2 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6
Shuriken Flurry 2 damage: 1d2 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6

Hedge, eager to test out his new gear, charges directly into the pack of snarling hounds. Reaching deep into his repertoire, he decides to try a technique he's never used in combat before, the Horn of the Criosphinx.

Envisioning a criosphinx's horns, Hedge attempts to smash the first dog's skull into the dirt. Failing to make contact, his momentum brings him around and his next attack, an attempted kick, doesn't come near anything that could be considered a target.

He snarls and barks at the dogs around him, his outward aggression a superficial facade to intimidate his foes as he recenters his mind.

By the time another dog is brave enough to attack Hedge feels ready, but when faced with the lightning-fast creature he finds he's still unable to connect.

Surprise Round
Horn of the Criosphinx (charge + extra STR damage, unarmed)
Horn of the Criosphinx: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11
Horn of the Criosphinx: 1d10 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12
Bonus attack (haste, unarmed)
Bonus attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6
Bonus attack: 1d10 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

R1
Furry 1: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (8) + 9 = 17
Furry 1 damage: 1d10 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12
Furry 2: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15
Furry 2 damage: 1d10 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7
Furry 3: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5
Furry 3 damage: 1d10 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 1 = 10
Furry 4: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5
Furry 4 damage: 1d10 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
Bonus: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16
Bonus damage: 1d10 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

Taking only a moment to adjust to his new size, Hedge attempts to help Trenna open the trap.

STR check: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22

Hedge looks over at the druid. "You have means to soothe animals, correct?" He glances back at the woods. "We should lend aid either way, even if only to end suffering."

Hedge hasn't had a chance to ride horses often, but he seems to have a talent for it. If the group comes across a relatively dry-ish, safe-looking straightaway, he wants to challenge the group to a friendly race. (Although it doesn't seem a dry straightaway is likely.)

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10

The barmaid rushes away before Hedge has a chance to process her confusion. He is considering a second approach when he hears Akivar calling out. Glancing over, he see the group looking ready to move on.

Hedge swallows his pride and returns to the group, picking up and downing the remains of his drink in order to avoid eye contact.

"I'm ready." he mutters. "What's the plan?"

Hedge doesn't overlook the eager anticipation on his companion's faces. It's the same look the younger monks would have when they were trying to play a prank on one of the elders. At the same time, the advice given seemed honest - they just expected him to screw up.

It wasn't a bad expectation, as he has seen only a small handful of women in his life, and has never spoken to a woman casually.

He watches the barmaid for a moment before choosing a means of approach, intercepting her on her way to the kitchen where he could speak to her without people easily overhearing.

"Excuse me, miss?" He does his best to keep his voice low and firm; not too loud, but not as timid as the butterflies in his stomach made him feel. "I find you very attractive and, if it is not too forward of me, I was hoping we might be able to spend some time alone together after your work is done today."

Hedge is lost in his own world, sneaking glances at the few women in the crowd.

His renwu, as assigned by Grandmaster Fon, was to experience a life outside the monastery before committing his final vows. In the monastery he lived a life in service to knowledge and perfection of self, and so he gravitated towards those serving others and working to perfect their community.

However, his recent brush with death and his brash new companions reminded of all the small pleasures and indulgences that he had been eschewing. If he was to truly understand his companions and this life, perhaps he needed to relax and really live the adventurer's life.

There is one particular indulgence that fascinates and terrifies him. He tries to focus on the group's sleuthing, but his attention keeps being drawn back to the curve of that one barmaid's backside.

He leans over to Akivar and whispers "How would I go about soliciting a prostitute?"

"How far from Turtleback Ferry to the fort? Is the fort at the foot of the mountain, or will we need climbing gear?"

Hedge eyes the tunic. He typically avoided binding armor, but after this last fight he's reconsidering...

Level 8:
+1 CON
Monk skills: +1 AC, +1 Flurry attack (4 attacks w/o haste, etc.), Slow Fall 40ft, Unarmed is now 1d10
Skills: + Acro, Climb, Sneak, Appraise, Slight of Hand

"They mentioned the raising of a dark lord and reference greed often. Does anyone have knowledge greed demons and ilk of that nature? It seems like it will be relevant soon."

Hedge, nearly in shock from the last two impacts, withdraws to give himself a moment to reassess.

Withdraw (Careful Combatant)

Hedge focuses past the pain, rising and quickly quaffing a vial of restorative brew.

Ki defense, stand, drink CLW pot
CLW pot: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

Hedge again circles his enemy. He opts to forgo power for precision in his attacks, with little success.

Bless
Unarmed 1:: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (5) + 10 = 15
Unarmed 2:: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15
Unarmed 3 (Haste):: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (5) + 10 = 15
Unarmed 1 damage:: 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10
Unarmed 2 damage:: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7
Unarmed 3 damage (Haste):: 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6

Hedge gives up on constraint and attempts to beat his foe into submission with a flurry of powerful blows.

Bless, Power attack, Flurry, Stunning Fist on the first strike
Unarmed 1 (Stunning Fist): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (10) + 8 = 18
Unarmed 2: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10
Unarmed 3 (Flurry): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 19
Unarmed 4 (Haste): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24
Unarmed 1 damage (Stunning Fist): 1d8 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11 - DC14 Fort save for Stunning FIst
Unarmed 2 damage: 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8
Unarmed 3 damage (Flurry): 1d8 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12
Unarmed 4 damage (Haste): 1d8 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11

Hedge makes another at grappling the noxious creature.

Grapple: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (18) + 11 = 29

Hedge flings himself bodily at the creature, attempting to bind its limbs and subdue it.

Grapple: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (14) + 11 = 25

Although he only spent a brief time on the road with Akivar, Hedge recognizes a certain look in his eye.

Hedge throws a few punches and a kick at his foe, hoping to distract the aasimar from whatever his friend is about to do. He then then leaps back, out of the potential blast radius.

Will: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21

Power attack, Stunning Fist on the first strike, 5' step
Unarmed 1 (Stunning Fist): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23
Unarmed 2 (Just a fist): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21
Unarmed 3 (Haste): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19
Unarmed 1 damage: 1d8 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9 - DC14 Fort save for Stunning FIst
Unarmed 2 damage: 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12
Unarmed 3 damage: 1d8 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9

Unarmed 3 crit confirm: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15

Hedge realizes what is bothering him about the demon - the lack of sound in its flight - a moment before his true foes appear and all hell breaks lose.

"The demon is an illusion!" he cries out. He is about to explain that the two women in the tower are the real enemy, but no words come after Nadesico is impaled before him.

Despite the wave of positive and negative enchantments that washes over him, Hedge maintains his focus and springs into action, leaping towards the wall and then bounding off, using his extra momentum to deliver fists of fury direct to the demon-clawed aasimar.

Will save: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (16) + 9 = 25
Acrobatics: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (17) + 12 = 29 (Hedge has 40' movement so he should be able to safely maneuver into position, but I threw the acrobatics in there in case the edges are constrained space or reach is further than anticipated. Also, parkour.)

Power attack, Stunning Fist on the first strike
Unarmed 1 (Stunning Fist): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21
Unarmed 2: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19
Unarmed 3 (Haste): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27
Unarmed 1 damage: 1d8 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12 - DC14 Fort save for Stunning FIst
Unarmed 2 damage: 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9
Unarmed 3 (Haste) damage: 1d8 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12

Hedge watches the the circling demon warily, his hands ready and waiting.

Hedge gently probes his wounds. "I could use some healing, if anyone has power to spare. I'll purchase a healing wand for someone whenever we next have a chance, or pay you now if you have one to spare."

Currently 21/47, need 26

Hedge continues to focus on his enemy to the north. He strikes at the creature in an attempt to stun it and fails to even make contact.

Power Attack, Stunning Fist (2x)
Unarmed 1: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8
Unarmed 2: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6
Unarmed 1 damage: 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12
Unarmed 2 damage: 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

Hedge assesses his foe to the north and attacks him!

Power Attack
Unarmed 1: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26
Unarmed 2: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23
Unarmed 1 damage: 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13
Unarmed 2 damage: 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10
Unarmed 1 Crit Confirm: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9

Hedge flutters out of the way of the bell as it caroms down the tower. Some instinctual aspect of his form takes over, and Hedge unleashes a flurry of angry squawks at the plummeting bell.

Reflex: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (7) + 10 = 17

Hedge quickly activates his Ring of Seven Lovely Colors in an effort to lighten the load. He considers scouting ahead, but decides to stick close to the group until the immediate danger has passed.

Hedge follows Dorian, also doing his best to keep an eye out.

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9

"I can take the lead for a while." Hedge looks back at the construct. "I wonder how that thing got here, and to what end?"

Unarmed 2 Crit Confirm: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9

Hedge continues to try to beat the construct into submission through a thousand muted blows.

Flurry of Blows, Power Strike, Haste
Unarmed 1: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7
Unarmed 2: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26
Unarmed 3: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22
Unarmed 4: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20
Unarmed 1 damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11
Unarmed 2 damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14
Unarmed 3 damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11
Unarmed 4 damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7

Hedge maneuvers to a flanking position and strikes again.

Flurry of Blows, Power Strike
Unarmed 1: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23
Unarmed 2: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20
Unarmed 3: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20
Unarmed 1 damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12
Unarmed 2 damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9
Unarmed 3 damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8

Hedge dashes through the melee to see if his fists will be more effective than his shiruken. At the very least he might serve as a good distraction.

Flurry of Blows, Power Attack
unarmed 1: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6
unarmed 2: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21
unarmed 3: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
unarmed 1 damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12
unarmed 2 damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12
unarmed 3 damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9

Hedge's heart drops as his shiruken seem to do minimal damage.
"What is this abomination? Cold Iron does nothing to it!"

Hedge dashes forward to reach a clear line of sight to his foe. With a sharp "Hai!" he unleashes a flurry of shiruken at the golem.

Flurry of Blows, Power Attack
Cold Iron Shiruken 1: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23
Cold Iron Shiruken 2: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22
Cold Iron Shiruken 3: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14
Cold Iron Shiruken 1 damage: 1d2 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8
Cold Iron Shiruken 2 damage: 1d2 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9
Cold Iron Shiruken 3 damage: 1d2 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9

Hedge casts a last look at the taverns and then follows the group inside, keeping an eye on the rear.

Hedge starts to head over to examine the footprints when the catfolk girl speaks up. "The holes, the cracks, and the parts of the tower that are just completely missing should let in a lot of light during the day. We can explore this tinderbox by torchlight if you wish, but I still vote for recognisance, rest, and daylight."

He grins at Nadesico and adds "Of course, the wisest course of action rarely makes for a good story." He then sets off to examine Trenna's find and scan as much of the tower's perimeter and surroundings as he can before the group decides on a direction.

Perception (Tower): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21
Perception (Surroundings): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15

"I think we want daylight on our side. Perhaps we take a lap around the tower, retire to one of these tavern to gather information, then head in at dawn?"

"I would be honored to join you." states Hedge, casting his eye across his new compatriots and giving a slight bow.

Hedge listens and tries to connect the pieces. He recognizes Xanesha as the greater threat, but his mind returns to the Lord Mayor's offhand mention of the Red Mantis.

K:H: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11 (For info on Red Mantis)

"Indeed!" Hedge calls out in response to the... was that a celestial? With his attention on Ironbriar, Hedge could only hope these others would remain friendly after the Judge was defeated.

Hedge lands and sees his quarry tormenting a motley group who appeared to be armed. Praying that the enemy of his enemy was his friend, Hedge nimbly dances into a flanking position and attempts to stun his foe.

Hey, guys. Looking forward to Joining you. Getting set up now.