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Also Dual-Handed Assault has the Flourish trait, meaning that it can only be used once per round.[/ooc]

Huh. I missed that entirely. Thanks!

Got both of mine. Looks good. Thank you for running, GMT!

DC23 Will save vs. Fear: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (18) + 13 = 31 Success, becomes a critical success due to Bravery class feature.

1. Step
2. Strike Red w/ Dual-Hand Assault.
2. Strike Red w/ Dual-Hand Assault.

Dual-Handed Assault (Target flanked): 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (14) + 18 = 32
Damage: 2d12 + 9 + 2 ⇒ (9, 11) + 9 + 2 = 31
Dual-Handed Assault (Target flanked): 1d20 + 18 - 5 ⇒ (14) + 18 - 5 = 27
Damage: 2d12 + 9 + 2 ⇒ (1, 10) + 9 + 2 = 22

Guys, my apologies. I've had some difficult news this week and it's driven games right out of my head until now. Sorry I missed so much.

1. Demoralize White.
2. Combat Grab White.
3. Strike White if Combat Grab successful, or Dual-Hand Strike if not grabbed.

Intimidation (M) vs. White's Will DC: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (17) + 16 = 33
Frightened 1 if successful. Frightened 2 if critical success.

Combat Grab Strike: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (12) + 18 = 30
Damage: 2d8 + 9 ⇒ (3, 7) + 9 = 19

Follow-up Strike (vs. Demoralized & Grabbed White): 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (7) + 13 = 20

"Highhelm! Highhelm and Hornbori have come upon you! Flee, cowards!" yells Hornbori as he swings his axe.

Earned Income for Warfare Lore (DC 19): 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (12) + 10 = 22

"A dwarf does not change allegiances without great cause," says Hornbori. "What's right is right and there's no denying it or shirking it."

Religion (Aid): 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (3) + 11 = 14

Hornbori eyes the decor with interest, but says nothing. The loquacious shield of his fellow dwarf seems to have it handled, leaving him more time to sample cookies.

"Don't mind if I do."

Will Save (DC 19): 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (15) + 13 = 28

Religion, Rd 3: 1d20 + 11 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 11 + 1 = 26
Religion, Rd 4: 1d20 + 11 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 11 + 1 = 29

Dumbounded, Hornbori gapes at something only he can see and whispers "Mister Snappers? No!"

Steeling his resolve despite the unfamiliar imagery, he fights off the vision and moves forward through the alien mindscape.

Huzzah!

Religion: 1d20 + 11 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 11 + 1 = 13
Hero Point: 1d20 + 11 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 11 + 1 = 21

Religion: 1d20 + 11 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 11 + 1 = 30

Sturdy as stone, Hornbori concentrates on his faith as he navigates the harrowing mindscape.

Medicine (T): 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (11) + 13 = 24

The stout and straightforward dwarf scowls as he enters the amorphous realm of the mind, but he applies his knowledge of anatomy and the body to ground him as he goes.

"Where are we?" he asks.

Hornbori knows he is the muscle in this scenario. He is content to let others like Nal take the lead. He crosses his arms and observes the interaction, but mostly plays lookout, watching the street for anyone paying too much attention to the Pathfinders.

Perception: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (13) + 15 = 28

He also considers whether he has ever heard of this retired Pathfinder.

Pathfinder Society Lore (T): 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (8) + 10 = 18

My apologies. First, my whole family was sick for a week. Now they're better and -I'm- sick. The baby is sick too. She projectile-vomited her breakfast all over my suit this morning as I was leaving for court. It's been a fun week...

I think I already failed the save you're asking for, GMT. see above.

No use of Hero Points yet.

Breath Weapon save, Reflex DC 21: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (7) + 11 = 18

Well, the points aren't mine, so I think the one that brung 'em should distribute 'em.

GM, Hornbori uses an axe. So it's slashing damage.

Uh, sure? I have no say, but I vote yes?

Hornbori uses his Call on Ancient Blood reaction on the first save.

Reflex (DC 22)(Pink): 1d20 + 11 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 11 + 1 = 23 Success.
Reflex (DC 22)(Yellow): 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (4) + 11 = 15 Failure.

Taking advantage of Green's Immobilized (and therefore off-guard) state, Hornbori attacks.

If Green dies, Hornbori's next action will be a Combat Grab against Pink. Otherwise, hit Green until it dies.

Regular Strike vs. Green (Off-Guard): 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (11) + 18 = 29
Damage: 2d8 + 9 ⇒ (2, 4) + 9 = 15

Regular Strike vs. Green (Off-Guard): 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (4) + 13 = 17
Damage: 2d8 + 9 ⇒ (7, 2) + 9 = 18

Regular Strike vs. Green (Off-Guard): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 19
Damage: 2d8 + 9 ⇒ (7, 6) + 9 = 22

Reaction: Call on Ancient Blood (+1 saves vs. magic)
DC 21 Reflex: 1d20 + 11 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 11 + 1 = 21 Success, and by exactly the margin needed!

"Aha! A polite enemy that comes to us! Very considerate. Now when they are dead I shall not be tired!

Combat Grab: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (9) + 18 = 27
Damage: 2d8 + 9 ⇒ (5, 3) + 9 = 17 plus 1d6 ⇒ 1 vs. undead

Assuming that's a success, the target is automatically grabbed until the start of my next turn.

Regular Strike, 2nd: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (17) + 13 = 30
Damage: 2d8 + 9 ⇒ (7, 7) + 9 = 23 plus 1d6 ⇒ 1 vs. undead

Regular Strike, 3rd: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24
Damage: 2d8 + 9 ⇒ (7, 3) + 9 = 19 plus 1d6 ⇒ 1 vs. undead

Intimidation (M): 1d20 + 16 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 16 + 2 = 32

Hornbori leans in close. "We're the Pathfinder Society. No matter how influential this performer is, we handle threats on a daily basis that would make him run screaming for his mama. Whose gratitude...or whose anger... do you really think matters more?"

Society (T): 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (11) + 10 = 21

Hornbori saw a quaint little tea shop on his way into the briefing. It smelled good but he had no time to linger.

"I know a place," he rumbles.

Hornbori studies the construct with a professional eye, noting the details. "Hmmph. Not Numerian. Nor Shory, either. Was the design yours? Or did you begin with a template?" He isn't looking at Annabelle at all, but instead, examining the craftsmanship from close up, peering at the construct's joints and points of articulation.

<There's a talking glove, too?> thinks Hornbori. <Well, a talking glove, chest and shield, all in one day. Life in the Pathfinder Society, I guess.>

<But if the outhouse starts talking, I'm quitting.>

"Yep. What in the Nine Hells is that?" says Hornbori, pointing at the talking chest.

Nope. I don't GM PFS much. I'm the forever GM at home, so PFS is my only place to get to play a character.

Hornbori returns the grip in the dwarven fashion. "Hornbori of Clan Stonefist. May the Mountains be kind to you."

"And to you, Master Evershield." Hornbori's never talked to a shield before, but it's a dwarf's shield so he treats it like a dwarf.

"Your shield talks?" asks Hornbori of his fellow dwarf, professionally interested. "I deem it a spiritual pairing, no? Not Highhelm work, certainly. So you're a god-speaker, then?"

"Hornbori, Son of Mjothvitnir," says the stocky dwarf with the big axe and intricately plaited beard. "I dabble in a little bit of medicine, but I'm a soldier by trade."

Yeah, I can wait.

Hornbori wrote:

Thanks, GMT! I'm dipping my toes back in. Got the bug at GenCon. But no long-term campaigns for me, unfortunately. I'm hoping a little bit of PFS will be what the doctor ordered.

were you able to get the headers you asked for?

I saw them but haven't messed about with them yet. I'm preparing for a major trial next week. Thank you.

Thanks, GMT! I'm dipping my toes back in. Got the bug at GenCon. But no long-term campaigns for me, unfortunately. I'm hoping a little bit of PFS will be what the doctor ordered.

Yep. All done.

Thanks for running this, GMWS! Chronicle looks good!

Angry at their failure, Hornbori stomps back to Junianis Manor in a huff, growling at anyone who attempts to engage him in conversation.

"It's a bad business, and we're not done with this. I want to know who the Sisters were working for. Give her the note."

GIVE.

Battle Medicine/Treat Wounds (DC 20): 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (12) + 13 = 25
...Amount Healed (at DC 20): 2d8 + 10 ⇒ (7, 5) + 10 = 22

Hornbori rubs a greenish dwarven salve into his wounds that reeks of garlic. It is apparently a bracing tonic for after a shiver that runs the length of his stocky body, the warrior is prepared to continue.

He cleans his axe blade on Mother Forsythe's cloak, then signals his readiness to lead the way into battle.

What Jayma said.

Oh, that's just great! Jayma does all the hard work and Hornbori hogs all the glory. Typical! :)

Timing is everything!

After slaying Mother Forsythe, Hornbori barrels back towards the combat.

Stride.

Very sorry for my absence.

Hornbori Reflex w/ Call on Ancient Blood, Bulwark and Frightened: 1d20 + 10 + 1 + 3 - 1 ⇒ (3) + 10 + 1 + 3 - 1 = 16 Gaah!

1. Stride.
2. Strike Purple.
3. Strike Purple.

+1 striking Ghost Touch Dwarven Waraxe, 2-handed, First Strike: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (7) + 17 = 242d12 + 4 ⇒ (4, 2) + 4 = 10

Concealment Roll: 1d20 ⇒ 5

+1 striking Ghost Touch Dwarven Waraxe, 2-handed, Second Strike: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (5) + 12 = 172d12 + 4 ⇒ (11, 12) + 4 = 27

Concealment Roll: 1d20 ⇒ 5

Blasted by fire, Hornbori rushes towards the dimly-lit foe and tries to end her before she can hurt anyone again.

Hornbori reflex save w/ Bulwark and Call on Ancient Blood: 1d20 + 10 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 10 + 3 + 1 = 21

The dwarven warrior doesn't see the blast coming and takes no actions to brace himself. Rocked backwards by the explosion, his ears ring and his beard smolders.

"Highhelm!" he roars and charges the only foe he can see.

1&2. Sudden Charge (double move and strike).
3. Strike.

+1 striking Ghost Touch Dwarven Waraxe, 2-handed, First Strike: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (2) + 17 = 192d12 + 4 ⇒ (10, 2) + 4 = 16
+1 striking Ghost Touch Dwarven Waraxe, 2-handed, Second Strike: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (3) + 12 = 152d12 + 4 ⇒ (2, 5) + 4 = 11

This Stinks! This is total BS!

Hornbori moves quietly up to the door... as quietly as a burly dwarf in heavy armor can move... and prepares to open it when Jayma signals him to do so.

"Everyone knows that dwarves are tough and sinewy," huffs Hornbori. "Hardly edible at all."

Seeing that the medicine and diplomacy are being well-handled, the dwarf takes up a position at the door, axe in hand, ready to defend the group if necessary while they make ready to leave.

Hornbori wants to give Arfsnarf the chance to silently pick the locks before he resorts to violence, so he's going to delay until after Arfsnarf.

Engineering Lore: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27

"These old gates are based on those used in Kovlar, but they're missing the lateral counterpins, an important feature. A little leverage here and they'll pop right open."

Hornbori helps to keep the locked and rusted sewer gates open.

Medicine: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (15) + 13 = 28

"This woman was bludgeoned to death," says Hornbori, scowling.

"And the cowardly bastard that did it went that way."

Any reason to believe she was a Pathfinder?

"Let's be off, then," says Hornbori, standing and heading for the docks.

Hornbori allows the others to do the thinking. He carefully wipes his axe, the moves over to Jayma and tries to heal her.

"Hold still, Miss Jayma, if you please."

Battle Medicine/Treat Wounds (DC 20): 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (5) + 13 = 18

"No, this wound is still bleeding. Time for some magic, I'd say."

The burly dwarf rolls his neck from side to side, stretching. "You lot practice together. That's nice to see. Tactics, that's what's missing from most dumb thugs I fight these days. However, you boys are about to get a lesson in what training and experience can do."

With that, Hornbori lays about him with his battle-axe held in two hands, hewing his foes like so much cordwood.

He swings at two different foes to pick up the +1 from the Sweep trait.

+1 striking Ghost Touch Dwarven Waraxe, 2-handed, First Strike: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (12) + 17 = 292d12 + 4 ⇒ (12, 9) + 4 = 25
+1 striking Ghost Touch Dwarven Waraxe, 2-handed, Second Strike: 1d20 + 12 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 12 + 1 = 262d12 + 4 ⇒ (10, 3) + 4 = 17...Sweep trait: +1 to hit if the second strike targets a different foe.

Battle Medicine/Treat Wounds (DC 20): 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (7) + 13 = 20
...Amount Healed (at DC 20): 2d8 + 10 ⇒ (8, 4) + 10 = 22

Horbori, rarely interested in stealth, obeys the instincts of a Guard of the Citadel and follows the figure in the cloak. "Here you! Stop right there!"