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Ummm, okay :D

Thank you for running this, Eric, for as long as you did. I hope things get better on the work end, I understand how that is.

Horven settles himself and keeps an eye out for anything untoward.

Perception: 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (9) + 20 = 29

Horven smiles at Gared. "I'll keep watch with you. Just hold onto those things and, if I use up what you gave me, I'll take them."

Lots of work lately and unsure of what to say in gameplay right now. I'm always around though.

"I think so. When you pray, you're making a personal connection with a cosmic being," Horven muses. "That seems leagues apart from studying magic from a book."

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Horven nods, listening to the explanation. "I haven't a head for magic, myself. Only thing I know is that it works."

Horven takes the vials Gared offered and holds up the liquid ice. "So how does this one work?"

"Alright, I get your point, Gared, but those statues break weapons," Horven points out. "What do I do if we have an enemy who can destroy our weapons?"

Horven digs out his trail rations as the others discuss magic.

Horven shakes his head. "Nope. I suppose it'll be up to us to chart it out."

"Not a clue," Horven answers. "If we were actually prepared for all our excursions, then we'd have less problems."

The halfling chuckles and pulls out a piece of wood. "I suppose that is a Pathfinder's burden."

Craft(Wood Carving): 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (1) + 10 = 11

Horven sighs as nothing comes of his carving. "Well, here's a piece for the fire, if we want one."

"If it'll help me be more...help, then I'm willing to listen," Horven reassures Gared. "Statues are a bit daunting."

"I think a rest is in order," Horven says, choosing to gloss over the fact that he did nothing except serve as a target for the constructs. The halfling sits down and opens his backpack. "I really ought to buy a tent someday."

Unsure of what support he could offer, Horven waits for Carmina and Gared to act.

Delay me until the end of the round.

Personally, I thought Yamyra had posted those exact same words recently. I haven't gone back to look, but I think it was my imagination.

I'm having a strange sense of deja vu.

Horven shuffles between Fancy and Carridan (5ft. to AL52), pulls a tanglefoot bag from his belongings and hurls it at the construct which hit him.

Ranged Touch: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9

Horven takes a step back to Fancy's side AM53. "There's not going to be much I can do here."

He loads his crossbow despite him knowing it might be futile.

Horven keeps an ear out as asked.

Perception: 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (17) + 20 = 37

The tunnel on the opposite side of where we came in?

Horven takes the initiative moves into the fog cloud. "Stay close."

Perception: 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (11) + 20 = 31
Stealth: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (2) + 16 = 18

Pretty sure that's what we're going with.

"Worth a try."

"What Gared said," Horven says with a chuckle.

"I don't like the looks of this," Horven says.

Perception: 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (5) + 20 = 25

Horven joins Carridan in looking around. "Hopefully, we won't meet one again soon."

Perception: 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (19) + 20 = 39

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"It's not dead. What do we do?" Horven asks, loading another bolt and waiting for advice.

Hold until someone tells Horven something useful pertaining to the hydra.

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Horven loads his crossbow with a regular bolt and fires as the hydra moves up, aiming in the same general area Gared did.

Attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20; If that hits: 1d6 ⇒ 5

Gared - 1; Hydra - 0

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Horven nods at Gared and falls back several paces. He readies his crossbow and keeps an eye out as he moves along. "Sure thing, Carridan."

Perception: 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (10) + 20 = 30
Stealth: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (16) + 16 = 32

Horven takes a moment to peruse his surroundings.

Perception: 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (3) + 20 = 23

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"Shall we press on? It's not like we're going to find the heads now and I'm sure they are of no use to their previous owners," Horven says, taking a few steps towards the cave.

Horven shrugs. "It was a guess, nothing more. But, yeah, that might explain her cooking."

"Maroux."

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Horven nods and looks around the area.

Perception: 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (18) + 20 = 38

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I thinking most of us want to go for the middle cave.

Fort Save: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20

"I don't have anything against politics per se, I have qualms about being asked to kill someone's enemy in exchange for safe passage," Horven says, finishing his meal.

Horven shrugs. "If we can deal with the menace ourselves, we don't have to get ourselves involved in any politics."

"I doubt she could have done that. If we approach peacefully, we may be able to talk to them, at least."

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"I think we should follow Oriana's lead," Horven answers. His limited knowledge left many questions as to the significance of Maroux's tale.

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I believe Gared has that shard.

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Horven gestures at the seaweed and begins gathering it, coming up for air as needed.

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At the wreckage, Horven looks around for the Kelpie's Hair or anything else of note.

Perception: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (11) + 16 = 27

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"It will take some practice on my part, Gared," Horven says, climbing onto Carridan's back again.

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Horven holds his rapier at the ready, waiting for the next skeleton to come ashore.

Readying an attack.

Attack: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (8) + 11 = 19; Damage: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

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Horven pulls his rapier and goes after the skeleton past Carmina.

Attack: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (2) + 11 = 13; Damage?: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

Horven reloads and fires at the skeleton.

Attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13; Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 4

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I'm guessing I am on shore.

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