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Woo, thanks for running the game!

Huron hoists his greatsword back into his hands and chops at the remaining archer.

Greatsword attack on pink: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24
Greatsword damage: 2d6 + 6 ⇒ (1, 3) + 6 = 10

Critical confirm?: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14
Critical damage: 2d6 + 6 ⇒ (5, 1) + 6 = 12

Huron continues to climb.

Climb: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

Shaking his head at how bad an idea it is, Huron nonetheless grabs the rope and tries to climb up out of the smoke.

Climb: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23

Huron capitalizes on the apsis' vulnerable position, bringing his greatsword across in a wide arc.

Greatsword attack on blue: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 5 = 22
Greatsword damage: 2d6 + 6 ⇒ (6, 4) + 6 = 16
Miss chance (low=bad): 1d100 ⇒ 41

Huron takes a deep breath and, banking on the guess that the remaining enemy on the ground has fallen, moves quickly around the grease and under the skylight to make it difficult to fire down at him.

Double move, provoking from the guy on the ground if he's standing.

Huron dashes for cover behind some crates and draws his greatsword. "Heads up, everyone!"

Huron crosses his arms and frowns at the man. "Let's keep it calm and simple, alright?"

Huron is kind of an "aid another" machine with his improvisation. Let me know if anyone needs a +2 to their skill checks here.

Huron draws his greatsword and advances, charging the nearest beetle.

Greatsword attack on orange: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11
Greatsword damage: 2d6 + 6 ⇒ (5, 5) + 6 = 16

Huron tries to mask his uneasiness at the situation by leaning on the wall and trying to look like he's just hired muscle.

Huron lets out a huge sigh of relief and nods to each of his companions. "I suggest we move on to our next task as soon as possible."

Diplomacy aid another: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24

"Yes, we're sorry for the trouble. Too much ale, you know?" Huron says, grinning at the guards.

Not bad, right? Mission accomplished? All we needed to do was break up a meeting. I think that's worth a night behind bars.

Aid another Bluff: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12

"Yes, what about those two? Aren't you going to do something about them?"

Huron sighs with relief. "I'm sure glad the guards are finally here to take her into custody before she spreads that rat plague around to everyone else. Gods know I wouldn't touch her. Our thanks to you, brave soldiers!"

CMB: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18

"Yes, I'm crazy!" Huron shouts, picking Radu up and sliding him down the bar headfirst. "It's those poison rat pies that ruined my brain!"

Huron obliges Radu's intent and hoists the unarmored man into the air, then sends him sliding across the enemy agents' table, sending their drinks and food scattering in all directions. "As you wish, you whiny little scoundrel!"

Huron bolts up out of his chair, splashes his drink in Radu's face, and bellows, "How dare you speak to her that way! I don't care if she's a halfling - we're keeping the baby!" And with that, he lunges across the table, grappling the man.

I vote we wait.

Huron occupies himself with a mug of ale, trying not to make eye contact with the man.

Shrugging, Huron suggests the obvious. "I've found it's hard to get anything done when there's a bar fight raging around you." He waits for the idea to float around for a moment before adding, "Not involving any innocents, of course, just the lot of us throwing soft punches."

Any idea when the chronicle sheets are going out?

A weather-worn Ulfen man eases himself down into a chair next to Radu and orders a hearty meal. "Long days of travel on the open road really work up the appetite, yeah?"

Yeah, this is the first time in forever that I remember actually having the "right character for the adventure." An excursion to the skald lands in the frozen north? How about I bring my Ulfen fighter with Endurance and cold weather gear? Checkmate! :)

Whew, finally got a character freed up! Not too late to join in the fun, is it?

Player Name: Headfirst
Character Name: Huron Magnusson
PFS ID #: 57676-8
Faction: Grand Lodge
Day Job: Craft (alchemy):: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10

Woo, great game! Thanks for running it!

Diplomacy aid another: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19

Huron nods and reiterates Gregor's point. "Yes, just explorers. May we ask who you are?"

Assuming he's talking about the woman with them, Huron replies, "She's traveling with us by choice."

Huron peers at the clasp.

Knowledge (history): 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

"No idea what this is, but we should all look around."

Huron follows Yakanzi into the room, attempting to take up a flanking position. If Yakanzi ends up south of the bear, Huron will go northeast of the ghoul; if he goes north of the bear, Huron will go southeast of the ghoul.

Greatsword attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15
Greatsword damage: 2d6 + 7 ⇒ (1, 6) + 7 = 14

Day job: Craft (alchemy): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13

"Again?" Huron asks, raising an eyebrow. He grips his greatsword firmly and says, "Okay, who's first?" Moving over to the door, he waits for the rest of the team to assemble before moving in.

"Impressive," Huron mutters, stepping out into the room with his sword drawn.

Readied action to attack, etc etc etc.

"If any of you know how to locate and disarm traps, now would be the time to volunteer to go first," Huron says, "Otherwise I guess I'll lead." His greatsword in hand, he takes a few tentative steps into the room.

Readied action to attack anything that attacks him.

Huron shrugs and puts his greatsword away. "Why deceive us at all? You know we're not here to upset any of the locals."

I hate admitting that I got a little too caught up in Fallout 4.

We're near the end. Should be done within a week.

I hear you, man. Level 24 here. :)

Huron drags his greatsword back over his head and brings it down at the wolf again.

Greatsword attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13
Greatsword damage: 2d6 + 6 ⇒ (2, 5) + 6 = 13

It's going to be this kind of session, eh?

Huron: You can't share a space with the rocky outcropping. You can make it one square above it and still attack, but you and the wolf will share mutual cover.

Sorry, didn't see that was a rock and not just ice. Huron will just stay where he was then. Is he on higher ground than the wolf, or is that discoloration just for show? If he's got the high ground, that's another +1 on his attack roll. :)

Also, did we all get cover bonuses on our Reflex saving throws?

Reflex save: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

Cursing under his breath, Huron draws his sword, adjusts his position, and attacks the wolf.

Greatsword attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12
Greatsword damage: 2d6 + 6 ⇒ (6, 6) + 6 = 18

If it's not too late, Huron will accept Balooo's raging song! That brings his attack roll up to 13 and his damage up to 19, but his AC down to 17.

Knowledge (arcana): 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14

Huron eyes the wolf cautiously, his hand on the hilt of his sword. "Clearly you're no ordinary animal, so why not explain to us your motivation. Perhaps we can help."

Fortitude: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (16) + 12 = 28
Fortitude: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (20) + 12 = 32
Fortitude: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (20) + 12 = 32

Huron grins and unbuttons his coat a bit. "As much as I've enjoyed my extended visit to the south, I have to admit there's something comforting about the chilly air up here."

"Thank you," Huron begins, "we appreciate your generosity and understanding."

Well, should we head out? It seems like the animosity between these two leaders is no longer our problem.

Diplomacy aid another: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11

Huron adds, "Yes, if at all possible, we seek to travel through your lands without any incident at all."

Huron shrugs and hands over all his weapons, too. He then waits patiently for her response to Rozgul's statement.

Are you calling for two Perception checks or just one with different difficulties achieving different results? If the latter, ignore my second roll here.

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

Watching the warriors head off in a different direction, Huron comments, "I think they're headed for a drink, which may or may not turn out to be a good idea. Either way, we should make our presence here as short as possible so we don't get dragged into whatever they get themselves into."

"I suggest we figure out what our next step is, then use the letter of trade to obtain supplies. Sound like a good plan?"

Fort save vs cold weather: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (19) + 12 = 31

Huron grins when the cold sets in, a warming wave of nostalgia washing over him.

Sense Motive aid another (for whoever wants it): 1d20 ⇒ 14

"It's not too late to change your mind."

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10

"We're honored to join in your feast and pay our thanks to your brave hunters. I look forward to hearing of your adventures!"

"He speaks the truth. It would be far wiser to learn about your neighbors before attacking them."

Diplomacy aid another: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24

That's +2 to Rogzul's roll.

"My half-orc friend is right; we're not able to start any conflicts on behalf of the Society. However, we could gather information relevant to your cause and return it to you on our way back."

"Perhaps the best way to continue would be to slip in and out as quickly as possible to avoid unnecessary attention. When my companions are rested and ready, we'll depart immediately."