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Mu Long sees a shadow come over him and, looking up, sees the biggest dragon he's ever seen!

"Greetings, fellow Dragon! I guess we are two great Dragons in this party. The group is fortunate indeed!"

"You will be fine, Mu Long! At least you're in a nice basement to probably do some cataloguing work. I was dropped in the middle of nowhere for my first assignment. Listen, when you're done with your cataloguing work, come find me and we'll have lunch at Uncle Gnimish's coffee stand. I'm sure he's got some nice new treats and some more stories to tell!"

HT looks over the Vermithor. "So, Vermithor, where are you off to next?"

HT re-enacts the final fight between the giant seagull and the Pathfinders.

Performance(T): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25

Crit for 1.6gp

HT invites Vermithor and Boris up to take part in the crowd's adoration.

I was actually trying to get Bloodmoon to monologue... except that Vinny got to it first :)

"Wait! You smashed my pointy stick! It was gonna make me a god!"

That reminds me so much of "wait! you sank my battleship!!"

HT opens his mind to his psyche. He moves up and heals Boris and Vermithor.

"Get 'em Boris! That seagull killed Kenji and Daisuke!"

◇ Unleash Psyche
◈ Stride
◈ Restore the Mind, Boris (+6 hp)
◈ Restore the Mind, Vermithor

HT is shocked at the violence done to his friends.

He concentrates and hurls needles at the seagull.

Needle Darts: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21 for Piercing: 3d4 ⇒ (3, 2, 1) = 6
Crit: Double Damage, 1 persistent bleed

"Great? You look pretty puny to me. Did you know that my friend here is a Dragon of great prestige? No? Then maybe you should learn! Dragons are born great, you know!" he quips at the tiny thing slashing at Vermithor.

Bon Mot, Diplomacy vs Will DC: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9
Bon Mot, Diplomacy vs Will DC, HP, Vestments: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17

◆◆ Needle Darts
◆ Bon Mot vs Bloodmoon

HT sheds a tear upon learning the fates of Kenji and Daisuke. "Rest easy. For Dragons will avenge you." he says softly.

Diplomacy(T): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28

HT reads the diary and shares what he learns. He sees the chest but realizes he doesn't have the skill (or strength) to open it. "Vermithor!" he calls, "Mind opening this chest for us?"

"Meeeeek!" he groans as Boris and Rations land on him...

Knowing that he probably won't be of much help in the fight, HT just sends some much needed healing to his friends before getting back up.

His eyes glaze over and he looks out of it...

Stupefied 1, 2 rds

◆ Restore the Mind (Vermithor)
◆ Restore the Mind (Boris)
◆ Stand

Oops. Sorry. :)

Seeing Vermithor take a hit, HT runs in to protect his friend. He stands on one of the beds to not have to deal with the grease. He immediately shoots a bunch of needles at the tengu.

Needle Darts: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14 for Piercing: 3d4 ⇒ (3, 1, 1) = 5
Probably not...

HT lets his mind go and opens it to the ether. He then sends Vermithor some needed healing.

◆◆ Needle Darts
◇ Unleash Psyche
◆ Restore the Mind @ Vermithor (+6 hp)

Acrobatics(U): 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10

uh oh... if HT falls then he just does it all while on his face... I doubt a 14 hits anyway

HT hurries after Vermithor, hoping that his friend can keep it together.

HT is tempted to draw a funny face on one of the halflings but decides not to...

HT follows his friend.

Dragons are sneaky he says to himself over and over...

HT walks up to one of the dummies and smacks it, knocking it over. Fortunately, Vermithor grabs it before it hits the floor...

Note to self: Stay on Boris' good side!

HT joins Vermithor in exploring the back room. Before heading back, he turn to Rations and Boris. "Come running if you hear any screams"
C1a as well

HT heads over to Boris and tries to patch him up.

Treat Wounds (Natural Medicine): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20
Healing: 2d8 ⇒ (7, 7) = 14

HT then opens his mind to the ether and heals Boris further. His eyes turn glassy and he looks spaced out for a minute or so (Unleash Psyche, Restore the Mind [+6 hp], Stupefied 1 for 2 rounds)

As soon as the giddy feeling leaves him, HT looks around, "Did we win?"

"Wha?!" Is all HT manages to get out before these things are in their faces

HT skids to a stop and wrinkles his snout as well. His eyes watering, he enters the Fish Fry, his eyes darting around, searching.

Search, Perception +5 as well

Assuming there's not enough light for the other 2, HT lights his Wayfinder

"Boris, stop! Wait for us!" HT calls, trying to catch up. He sees the Tabby slam into the door, knocking it off its hinges (I'm assuming a 23 is more than enough!) He skids to a halt, knowing that, despite being a great Dragon, Boris is still twice his size.

Though Vermithor might not let size stop him!

Desperately he looks back, waiting for Rations to catch up.

HT sees Boris run off towards a nearby building and takes off (HA!) after the catfolk. "Boris! Wait for us!" Turning, he searches desperately for his two companions. "Vermithor! Rations!" he calls, "Boris is on to something!"

HT performs a few tricks for the local kiddos to get their parents to open up.

Performance(T): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13

He then chats with the parents to see if there are any changes to what's going on in the village.

Diplomacy(T): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15

HT sees Vermithor's fist connect with the Kirin and shudders.

That's gotta hurt! He says to himself

Referring to the nat 20.

HT sees that the Kirin has everyone's attention and focuses on the Sprite, sending more blunted needles at it.

Needle Darts, OG, NL: 1d20 + 8 - 2 ⇒ (5) + 8 - 2 = 11 for Piercing: 3d4 ⇒ (1, 1, 3) = 5 Crit: Double Damage, 1 persistent bleed

He hides behind a mystical shield.

◆◆ Needle Darts
◆ Shield (+1 AC)

At Sakura's voice, Vermithor just points to Huang Tong.

Gee thanks! :)

Needle Darts with blunted tips, NL, HP, Vestments: 1d20 + 8 - 2 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 8 - 2 + 1 = 9

He deserves that miss... Thanks GM! :)

"EEEK! I'M SORRY! REALLY! I DIDN'T MEAN TO!" HT screams and covers his face with his hands.

He stares into the water, searching for the sprite to try to fish him out.

HT gets on the bridge and stares at the Sprite. "That cat is under the protection of this Dragon! You keep your colors away from him!" HT yells. He concentrates and spits three metal needles at the sprite.

Needle Darts: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (10) + 8 = 18 for Piercing: 3d4 ⇒ (4, 3, 1) = 8
Crit: Double Damage, 1 persistent bleed
Regular metal needles

◆ Stride
◆◆ Needle Darts

It's not amped. Frostbite for a psychic is really 120'.
Save is a Fort save but the base roll beats the DC so it's kinda superfluous at this point! :)

Oscillating Wave

HT moves up to get a clearer look at the hostiles. He sees Boris charge across and yells "Careful, Boris!" Sighing at the impulsiveness of the youngsters, he focuses on the kirin and tries to cover its body with frost.

Frostbite, 120' range; Cold Damage; DC 18 Basic Fort Save: 2d4 ⇒ (1, 3) = 4
Crit Fail: Weakness 1 vs Bludgeoning until start of next turn

He looks back and sees Vermithor go glassy-eyed as well. He sighs, knowing his friend will also most likely charge across the log...

◆ Stride
◆◆ Frostbite

HT waves his arms and yells at the bugs, trying to drive them away.

Intimidation(T): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21

HT performs a little dance to try to get the the risuchō to relax

Performance(T): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13

HT winces as he sees Vermithor try to convince them using his sharp teeth...

HT tries to climb the tree, though he stares at it for a long time before trying...

Acrobatics(U): 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15

I hope that's enough!

"Ohhh! Yes, Sakura. We will try our hardest to free the village." In spite of the Venture-Captain's admonishment not to antagonize the kami, HT can't help himself. "The horrid thing in the village is not aware that it faces two Dragons!"

HT bows again to the antlered figure. "Apologies for my over-enthusiastic friend. He is young and not yet well versed in the way of the world."

HT only gapes in surprise. He regains his voice and tries to move his friend out of the way.

"Easy, there, Vermithor." he says soothingly, "I was asking just that."

He whispers in Vermithor's ear.

HT gapes at the creature before catching himself, bowing to her, remembering the Venture-Captain's instructions to honor the kami.

"Greetings divine creature. Do you know what's causing this fog? We are trying to resolve this problem."

HT gazes at the squirrel-rabbit creatures, amazed, and a little awed. He wonders what they are.

Nature(T): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8

Simply out of curiosity, HT accepts a cup of sake from one of the caravaners. He immediately regrets it after almost tipping over once or twice, much to Vermithor's amusement.

"Mek! That stuff's potent! You gotta try some Vinny! That's like the stuff Stella Fane had us drink last month!"

HT and Vermithor did a pub crawl with GM Valen

minor healing potion for HT (rubbing his nose) :)

"Worry not, good innkeeper! There are two Dragons in this party! We will figure out what is wrong. Don't you worry! The merchants will come again!" HT proclaims.

HT looks embarrassed. "Apologies Venture-Captain," he says humbly, "I could not resist."

HT can't help but look mischievously at Vermithor. "Are you saying that a brave Dragon such as yourself is afraid of little tiny teeth? I'd say you have bigger teeth than most tiny critters..."

HT also glances nervously at Boris, who appears to be busy stuffing his face, but is also glancing longingly at Rations.

"Should be straightforward. Dragons are good at investigating things" HT says thoughtfully.

Earlier...

"Yes, we were also involved in this massive bar fight. Vermithor here was stupendous!" HT bows to Boris, "Well met, Boris. You like birds? Wait, to eat?!" His gaze apprehensively flits back and forth between Boris and Rations. He also wonders whether he and Vermithor are going to have to separate the pair should Boris try to eat the tengu...

Now...

HT bristles slightly at being told to 'shoo!' He IS a Dragon after all. However, he calms down and follows the tengu to the room where the Venture Captain is waiting. He does, however, make sure that Vermithor is following him...

Sitting and having some tea, he listens intently to the Venture-Captain's briefing.

We're only 4... my 5 glyphs are more than enough :)

HT blinks as he notices the movement. He realizes that they were, in fact, not alone in the garden. "Hello? I did not see you there." HT heads over, brushing dust from his scales, restoring them to their normally brassy sheen. "Well met. I am Huang Tong Dragonkin! I am named after the famous Pathfinder Adventurer Jinlong Dragonkin, who happens to be my cousin! Who might you be? Have you been here long?"

"Meeeek! cough-cough-cough-wheeze Let me breathe, Vermithor!" HT gasps as his friend squeezes him breathless.

HT takes a deep breath to clear his lungs. "Yes, I did take the boat. It was exciting! So when did you get here? I got in just a bit before sunrise." He takes in another breath of the clean air. "I wonder what our mission is today?"