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Chronicle looks great! Many thanks for running that!

Great group guys...well done!

Ilsensine moves around a pillar and fires another arrow at the would-be sneaky halfling.

After shooting, she uses her chameleon ability to blend in with the walls.

MW longbow: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 181d8 - 1 ⇒ (4) - 1 = 3

Also, sorry I can't offer more by way of healing. I can't afford a wand yet, and used my prepped CLW on Smiley.

Ilsensine kneels next to Smiley and places a hand on his shoulder.

Green tendrils of light swirl from her hand to heal some of his wounds.

"Wake up, sleepy one," she says.

CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

Looks like this might do more to help Smiley than Nigel...

Sorry, missed posting this morning. I actually would like to attack the guy, but have already used my snowball...I have the same modifier for my longbow attack, but different damage dice. I'll then move away to get into position to heal NPC.

longbow dmg: 1d8 - 1 ⇒ (6) - 1 = 5

Ilsensine furrows her brow as she determines the best way to help. She conjures a snowball from thin air and hurls it at her fellow elf dressed in green.

"Choke on it!"

ranged touch: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 221d6 ⇒ 4 DC 14 Fort save or staggered 1 round

Ilsensine, concerned that Smiley has already fallen, fires an arrow at the dwarf with the pink shirt.

However, the shot hits the ceiling as the arrow comes off the string before she intends to fire.

MW longbow: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 41d8 - 1 ⇒ (4) - 1 = 3

In her effort to see what is going on, Elsensine has no idea what the enemy has cast.

double move

spellcraft: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9

Ilsensine, unable to determine what the documents say, urges the others to take the documents back to the Society.

"We should take these to our superiors and report immediately."

Ilsensine studiously examines the papers.

perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18

Lol @ Nigel. I hadn't noticed the NPC before. :)

"Did we not have a word to speak? Perhaps that will open the way," Ilsensine says. She then says "Wiffle" in a strong voice.

Ilsensine frowns at the priest.

"I think we will just leave. We have realized that if our friend was a follower of Asmodeus, maybe we did not know him as well as we thought."

As they leave, she pats Khana on the back. "Excellent work! What did you find?"

"Are you telling me no one can enter this premises without a substantial donation? This does not seem right to me, and is inconsistent with any burial traditions I am familiar with," she says to the man.

Satisfied that Ayo will not be killing Smiley, at least for the moment, she tries to delay to give Khana some time to work.

Ilsensine places a hand on Ayo's shoulder.

"It is not worthy of your time," she says soothingly. "Men often treat us like chattel, but I do not think this one means any harm by his comments," the elf adds. "If anything, I believe it to a misguided attempt at a compliment," she says pensively

"Though I confess, I see no charm in him or method in his madness. I most often do not understand the ways of men, let alone a male dwarf."

Turning to Smiley, the druid suggests helpfully,"I suggest that you keep any further professions of your feelings to yourself, lest you end up without a head."

"There is no need to be rude," Ilsensine says. "You have no power to keep visitors away from this place. Now kindly stand aside," the druid adds.

sense motive: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9

"We have come to--pay our respects," Ilsensine begins, though clearly she has little tact when it comes to these matters.

diplomacy: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (10) - 2 = 8

"Asmodeus?" Ilsensine asks. "Should we ask if we can enter the mausoleum?" she asks. "Or try to sneak past?"

fort save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18

Ilsensine examines the letter and notes they have found.

"Clearly the gnome has not been here in quite some time," she says. "I concur that we should visit the cemetery next," she adds.

"Guardians!" Ilsensine warns, though some of the others have already moved to action.

She draws her bow and hastily fires an arrow, though her aim is poor.

MW longbow: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 71d8 - 1 ⇒ (4) - 1 = 3

Ilsensine smiles at the interaction between Smiley and Ayo.

"A shrine to failed aspirants? This Test of the Starstone truly attracts the delusional, and then rewards them with an immortal shrine? Perhaps I do not understand the ways of other races, but this seems odd indeed."

She looks at the names they found. "Do these particular names mean anything to anyone? They do not to me. Perhaps more clues will turn up at these other locations."

Ilsensine agrees that the Wall of Names might be a quick visit.

"Though I wonder what kind of clue could be hidden there in plain sight," she muses.

I am happy to use anyone's wand on them. Unfortunately, the only scenario this character has played had 1 PP, so I don't have my own wand to contribute.

Ilsensine takes careful aim at the troglodytes, but has to adjust her fire to compensate for her companions, throwing her off slightly.

MW longbow, firing into melee: 1d20 + 3 - 4 ⇒ (16) + 3 - 4 = 151d8 - 1 ⇒ (6) - 1 = 5 I'll go ahead and fire twice for the two rounds, if I have two actions.

MW longbow, firing into melee: 1d20 + 3 - 4 ⇒ (16) + 3 - 4 = 151d8 - 1 ⇒ (4) - 1 = 3

Ilsensine covers her mouth and nose with an arm to filter the air.

"Truly vile!" she exclaims. The druid casts light as they enter, looking for the source of the stench.

fort save: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19
fort save: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18

Ilsensine raises an eyebrow at Ayo's comment.

"I do not doubt this brave man will act. I only doubt that he will defy gravity," she says.

She declines to sit with the man and his love-interest.

"I apologize, but I do not have time to further discuss this. I have several tasks to perform that do not allow me time for leisure today."

Ilsensine sighs at the thought of the knight taking the Test of the Starstone.

"I, for one, believe this test lures the delusional or gullible to their deaths. Do not become too attached to this knight," she lectures the young lady. "Nature herself makes it nearly a certainty he will not survive. Gravity is not to be trifled with."

"Who is this Reinhart you are all discussing?" Ilsensine asks the half-orcs after a break in the conversation as they wait for their contact. "I have not so much as heard of him."

A female elf with pale platinum hair carries a longbow and longsword, along with matched wooden armor and shield. She seems to be enjoying the rain.

"We will keep nature in balance, as well as complete your task," she nods.

Chronicle: 2
History: Master of the Fallen Fortress
Name: PatheticWretch
AKA: Ilsensine
Faction: Liberty's Edge
PFS: 132076-34
XP: 1
Prestige: 1
Fame: 1
Gold: 92 gp
Day job: None
Spend: None

Thanks for running this!!!

That was a great game! I'm glad to have survived it! Thanks for running it, Shifty, and thanks for the great players, too! You run a quick race!

Ilsensine continues firing arrows at the crocodile, now locked in melee with Cyrus.

She continues using her chameleon aspect to blend into the walls.

longbow, firing into melee: 1d20 + 3 - 4 ⇒ (18) + 3 - 4 = 171d8 - 1 ⇒ (7) - 1 = 6

Ilsensine, following after the others, hurriedly conjures a ball of ice from the air, which she throws at the crocodile animal companion.

"Your corruption of this place comes to an end today!" she exclaims.

ranged touch, snowball: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 101d6 ⇒ 4

DC 14 fort save or be staggered

Also, as a swift action, will use Chameleon Aspect

Ilsensine smiles kindly at Kaleb as she rises from her side.

Still injured from her own brush with death, she did not seem in the mood for chastising the warpriest for his shortcomings.

The druid cautiously enters the room, and seeing the large troglodyte coming into the room, draws back and arrow and sends it into his chest.

longbow, cover: 1d20 + 3 - 4 ⇒ (20) + 3 - 4 = 191d8 - 1 ⇒ (7) - 1 = 6
CRIT?: 1d20 + 3 - 4 ⇒ (8) + 3 - 4 = 72d8 - 2 ⇒ (3, 2) - 2 = 3

Having prepared one healing spell for the day, Ilsensine steps forward to use it.

She leans down next to Kaleb and reaches out a hand glowing with a soft green light.

CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Expecting to see Kaleb running down the stairs, Ilsensine assumes something is wrong. That impression is strengthened when she hears the sounds of combat.

"Hurry! We must go up!" she exclaims, rushing up behind Lizbeth, and most definitely not going first this time.

However, when she reaches the top of the stairs, the most powerful nausea imaginable overpowers her, and it is all she can do to keep from throwing up.

fort save: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

longbow: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 61d8 - 1 ⇒ (5) - 1 = 4

Insensine points out that it might be a very bad idea to light the bat cave on fire, unless they wanted to burn down the whole tower.

"perhaps we should continue to the next floor," she suggests.

Insensine's eyes flutter open.

"What...what happened?" she asks.

She slowly stands and examines her scorched wooden armor. "I...almost died there," she adds as realization dons on her.

SO sorry guys! It was early, I was in a hurry, and I misread what Kaleb had posted, and definitely did NOT intend to have the caster druid run all alone into the room! Glad to have survived it! Thanks for the heals! I don't have a wand yet (first mission), but I do have one memorized CLW I'll throw back at you!

stabilize: 1d20 + 2 - 12 ⇒ (6) + 2 - 12 = -4 In case it matters.
stabilize: 1d20 + 2 - 13 ⇒ (11) + 2 - 13 = 0

EDIT: Didn't I go down UPSTAIRS? How am I caught in a blast from a creature that died DOWNSTAIRS in the stairwell?

[ooc]You will actually take damage at the start of your turn :(

Very much sucks to die for misreading something...oh well.

I'm at 1 hp and will go unconscious on their turn. Hopefully they will keep moving toward the others and the battle won't take place on top of me. :) Their aura is brutal.

Ouch...that will teach me to misread posts. I didn't see Kaleb was running down, not up! I thought I was following him to support him, not running in alone! I need to stop posting early in the morning!

Insensine follows the others up the stairs and fires off an arrow at the burning creature. However, it misses widely.

"Undead! Nature swallow up up, filthy creatures!"

longbow: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 71d8 - 1 ⇒ (5) - 1 = 4 Move up the stairs, shoot arrow

"I have no current use for those weapons," Ilsensine says, but then Kaleb holds up a hand as he opens the door and sees the enemy.

The druid nocks an arrow as they prepare to enter the room.

Ilsensine enters the room, her face contorted at the lingering stench of the creatures.

"Traps?" she asks as Anibar disables the javelins. "I am glad you are capable of taking care of that."

Ilsensine maintains some distance from the creatures, but fires an arrow through the doorway.

targeting red

longbow, firing into melee: 1d20 + 3 - 4 ⇒ (15) + 3 - 4 = 141d8 - 1 ⇒ (2) - 1 = 1

"There is so much death here," Ilsensine frowns. "Even nature's own defy their instincts and attack!"

The druid regretfully shoots an arrow through the doorway at the poor creature.

longbow: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (20) + 3 = 231d8 - 1 ⇒ (6) - 1 = 5
CRIT?: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 102d8 - 2 ⇒ (3, 2) - 2 = 3

"I will try to hold its attention while you pass by it," Ilsensine offers.

She reaches out her hand, tilts her head, and tries to soothe the creature to let them pass.

wild empathy: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (17) - 2 = 15

Ilsensine looks over the shoulders of the others.

"This place has attracted all kinds of natural inhabitants. Might we try to distract this creature rather than kill it?" she asks.

She retrieves some rations from her pack to offer to it, then throws it in the corner.

Sorry, couldn't post yesterday. I'm back.

Insensine surveys the giant spider, and again seems reluctant to harm these natural creatures. Still, the druid draws back an arrow and looses it.

As with her previous arrow, her lack of strength means the arrows do not strike with much force.

longbow, cover: 1d20 - 1 - 4 ⇒ (19) - 1 - 4 = 141d8 - 1 ⇒ (1) - 1 = 0

When the feral dogs are defeated, Ilsensine walks over to them. She seems to feel some sorry for the killing of the dogs.

"Nature's balance is off here," she says.

She places her hand over each creature, and some plants send forth vines to begin to cover the dogs.

"They will now continue the cycle of life..." she says before joining the others.

Insensine unslings her longbow and aims at the final feral dog, but can't line up a shot with her companions in the way.

longbow, cover: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 141d8 - 1 ⇒ (1) - 1 = 0

Ilsensine seems unsure what to think about the phantom joining with the group. "Nature...is unusual at times," is all she manages.

When the group reaches the wild dogs, she says "Perhaps they are just hungry. This may not work, though. Nature is out of balance here."

She retrieves some rations from her pack and holds them out for the animals.

wild empathy: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (12) - 2 = 10