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"That is merely the illusion of security," Isurus says, gesturing at the caltrops. He describes the methods taught in the society for bypassing traps both simple and complex and how all it takes is one a little more clever to spoil all one's efforts. Furthermore, flight is not beyond many elemental creatures so it really only foils the iruxi guards.

Isurus's Pathfinder (T): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19
Isurus's Pathfinder (T): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13

Isurus manifests a water bow and fires arrow after arrow into the passing swarm.

◆◆ Elemental Blast (acid): 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 7 + 1 = 15
◆ Elemental Blast (cold): 1d20 + 7 + 1 - 5 ⇒ (9) + 7 + 1 - 5 = 12

Isurus manifests a bow made from the salt of the ocean and fires into the elemental swarm. He immediately releases the bow, which melts back into the orbiting flows of water. He draws his arm back again and manifests a bow of ice.

◇ Weapon Infusion (propulsive)
◆◆ Elemental Blast, Acid: 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 7 + 1 = 12
◇ Weapon Infusion (propulsive)
◆ Elemental Blast, Cold: 1d20 + 7 + 1 - 5 ⇒ (2) + 7 + 1 - 5 = 5

...why?

Reflex vs. DC 17: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (18) + 9 = 27
Will vs. DC 17: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20

Isurus manages to fend off the swarm's energy and the scamp's help. He retreats, and the water in his hand hardens into a small blade of ice. He throws the blade at the swarm of flittering elementals.

◆ Stride
◇ Weapon Infusion (thrown)
◆◆ Elemental Blast: 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 7 + 1 = 12
Cold: 1d8 + 1 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 + 4 + 1 = 10

Is that "energy" damage a specific energy? It may trigger a reaction.

Isurus spreads his hands, and swirling threads of water orbit his body. He presses a wave of water into the swarm with his hand. Then a hammer of water forms in his hand. He slams it toward the skittering scamps.

◆ Channel Elements: 1-action Elemental Blast vs. Swarm: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27 (Natural 20)
Bludgeoning: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2 ...wow
◇ Weapon Infusion
◆◆ Elemental Blast (agile): 1d20 + 7 - 4 ⇒ (19) + 7 - 4 = 22
Bludgeoning: 1d8 + 1 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 1 + 4 = 6

Reflex vs. DC18 NE: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (11) + 9 = 20
Reflex vs. DC18 SW: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (12) + 9 = 21

Net no change.

The gillman is jostled back and forth by the winds. "If only to be in the waters," he laments.

Sadly, I made two attempts: F, S

Isurus' bioluminescent markings begin to flicker erratically with blue and violet light. Finding no response from these elements, he intensifies the flickering of his lights. Fiercely flickering white and red, Isurus interposes himself between two quarreling scamps, manifests a disc of water in the air, and shouts, "Stop!"

Isurus's Athletics (T): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12
Isurus's Athletics (T): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6
Hero Point: Isurus's Athletics (T), Vestments: 1d20 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 5 + 1 = 24

"Pranks?" Isurus says, wrinkling his nose. "Fine."

The azarketi's bioluminescent spots dim before he heads out into the ruin. He hides himself and waits for an opportunity to drop a conjured sphere of water on top of the mischievous creatures.

Stealth is the same modifier as Acrobatics, and it seemed more on-theme for the challenge.

Stealth (T): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21
Stealth (T): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10

"My name is Isurus," says a midnight skinned gillman. White spots flicker and fade in a pattern along the meridians of his body. "I am an azarketi explorer."

Done!

Oh, slides! Shoot!

2 Glyphs

Thanks, Tiger :)

Will vs. DC 17: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24

Isurus forms a knife of swiftly swirling water in his hand tries to strike at the lion's neck. However, the brilliant light still dazzles his eyes, which are adapted to the aphotic zone of the oceans, and his strike is too wide and too telegraphed.

He then summons the water from the air as a shield.

Flat DC 5: 1d20 ⇒ 4
◆◆ Elemental Blast (melee: agile): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13
Slashing: 1d8 + 1 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 1 + 4 = 9
◆ Hydraulic Deflection (concentrate, primal, water)

AC 20

↺ Resist Slashing/Bludgeoning 2, Acid/Fire 4

Isurus summons a long trident from the mist around him. The weapon freezes in his hands as he thrusts it toward the lion. The ice then melts and forces the lion to slide toward the azarketi.

Isurus then summons a blade of hypersalinated water that he tries to thrust between Keff's ribs.

◆◆ Elemental Blast (melee: reach): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28
Cold: 1d8 + 1 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 1 + 4 = 8
That must have hit, so move Keff 5 ft to the south to put him in reach.
◆ Elemental Blast (melee: agile): 1d20 + 8 - 4 ⇒ (7) + 8 - 4 = 11
Acid: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

AC 19

↺ Resist Slashing/Bludgeoning 2, Acid/Fire 4

As the leopard runs past him, Isurus releases his shield and moves into the cave to face the talking lion. He summons a long gillhook made of ice and slashes at the beast.

◆ Stride
◆◆ Elemental Blast (melee: agile, backswing, forceful, reach, sweep): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13
Slashing: 1d8 + 1 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 1 + 4 = 6
If that hits, move target 5 ft to the northeast.

Isurus withdraws to the entrance tunnel and summons a mist around himself. He then coallesces some of that moisture into a shield to defend himself in case one the parables of mental control plays out here.

◆ Stride
◆ Channel Elements (aura, kineticist, primal)
◆ Hydraulic Deflection (concentrate, primal, water)

AC 20

↺ Resist Bludgeoning/Slashing 4, Resist Acid/Fire 2

”My people’s history is ripe with warnings about magical control of other beings,” Isurus whispers. ”And all control eventually fails. Your magic will not last forever.”

As one of the leopards takes down Krarsak, Isurus summons a trident of frigid water into his hand. The launches the weapon at the leopard near the wounded dwarf and then turns to face the leopard menacing himself. He draws a long spear of ice out of the mist and thrusts it towards that leopard.

◇ Weapon Infusion (thrown 20 ft) vs. Red
◆◆ Elemental Blast: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23
Cold: 1d8 + 4 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 4 + 3 = 14
If strikes, move Red 5 ft NE.

◇ Weapon Infusion (melee, reach) vs. White
◆ Elemental Blast: 1d20 + 8 - 5 ⇒ (18) + 8 - 5 = 21
Piercing: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

↺ Deflecting Wave: Resist Slashing/Bludgeoning 2, Acid/Fire 4
Trigger is any of those damage types.

Isurus, can you target the other one rather than blue?

Since that is the one with the goblin in its mouth, I'd rather not. Only your own hostile actions break the charm, anyhow.

Isurus concentrates as he summons the thin cloud of mist around himself and then throws a caustic sphere at the nearest hunting cat (white). He then draws his hand back as a bow formed from water appears in his hand and releases an arrow toward the cat with a goblin in her jaws (blue?).

◆ Channel Elements
◇ Elemental Blast (30 ft) vs. White: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21
Acid: 1d8 ⇒ 2
◆◆ Elemental Blast (50 ft, propulsive) vs. Blue: 1d20 + 8 - 5 ⇒ (13) + 8 - 5 = 16
Cold: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5
If the 2-action attack hits, move target 5 ft closer to Isurus.

”I think it’s better to leave an obvious opening to lure then to where we expect then,” Isurus suggests.

I did place the fences, though I've never seen placement matter.

Isurus makes some suggestions on where to place the extra fencing. He then seeks out a central position where he can watch most of the camp.

Isurus's Perception (T): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

"Where did they come from?" the azarketi asks as he holds pressure over the cut on his arm and patrols around the battlefield.

Isurus moves around the wagon. The fine cloud of mist follows him. There he concentrates and conjures a long rod of water between his hands. The water freezes and turns into a spear of ice as he thrusts it towards the brigand (blue square).

◆ Stride
◇ Weapon Infusion (reach)
◆◆ Elemental Blast (melee) vs. Blue Square: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (17) + 9 = 26
Piercing: 1d8 + 4 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 4 + 3 = 9

Blue Square was in range of the 100 ft form (100 ft exactly, I believe). I think circle might actually have been out of range.

Second round I attacked circle because was close enough for propulsive form.

Blue Square is missing his 1 point of damage. Or rather, Blue Circle is carrying Blue Square's 1 point of damage from round 1. :)

The azarketi elementalist conjures a shorter, stouter bow out of water as he draws his hand back. He releases a swirling spiral of frigid, benthic ocean water at the nearer brigand (blue circle). The force pushes the brigand back (to square indicated by the white arrow).

With his target now further away, the water bow grows in length, and Isurus fires a sizzling shaft of water, but it glances against the side of one of the wagons.

◇ Weapon Infusion (50 ft range increment, propulsive)
◆◆ Elemental Blast vs. Blue Circle: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24
Cold: 1d8 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 4 + 1 = 13
◇ Weapon Infusion (100 ft range increment, volley 30 ft)
◆ Elemental Blast vs. Blue Circle: 1d20 + 8 - 5 ⇒ (1) + 8 - 5 = 4
Acid: 1d8 ⇒ 7

As the bandits make their intentions known and the goblins scatter, Isurus places his hands together. His bioluminescent markings flicker as he concentrates to summon a fine mist that slowly swirls around him.

He raises one hand and motions with the other hand as if drawing a bow, and the water coalesces in the form of a longbow. He releases the string made of water droplets and fires a long, thin shaft of ice across the desert. He quickly draws and fires another before the bow melts back into the mist.

◆ Channel Elements
◇ Weapon Infusion (100 ft range increment)
◆ Elemental Blast vs. Blue Square: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11
Piercing: 1d8 ⇒ 3
◇ Weapon Infusion (100 ft range increment)
◆ Elemental Blast vs. Blue Square: 1d20 + 8 - 5 ⇒ (19) + 8 - 5 = 22
Piercing: 1d8 ⇒ 1

↺ Deflecting Wave: Resist Slashing/Bludgeoning 2, Acid/Fire 4

Isurus positions himself in the middle of the caravan. He periodically summons a mist around himself and conjures water into his hands to pour over his shemagh, though keeping it damp is challenging on the savannah road.

Acrobatics (T): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21

"We are not without our skills," Isurus says, changing the pattern of lights on his face and arms. He concentrates a moment as he summons a fine mist in the air around himself. "Let me show you what I can do."

Though his gait is broad-based and slow compared to the goblins, his life in a three-dimensional environment provides his with a spatial awareness to compensate as he moves deftly through the mill of nervous goblins. On the other side of the goblins, he lifts his hands to meet over his head and releases a tall fan of water into the air that falls down like a light rain.

"Hopefully, you appreciate the water in this arid land at least half as much as I do. This water can protect you as well as cool the day's heat and quench your thirst."

While not impossible to find in a port city such as Katapesh, most gillmen would find the arid climate dangerous to explore for more than a day. However, one of the deep dwelling azarketi presents himself for assignment despite this.

The gillman has mat black, hairless skin and milky white irises. He wears reinforced leather armor and a damp shemagh. His pack is full and ready for travel, but he bears no weapons.

"Greetings," he says. "My name is Isurus. I do not believe that I have taken assignment with any of you before." Bioluminescent spots flicker across the back of his hands and then a fine mist blooms around him. He summons a puddle of water in his hand and pours it over his shemagh. "I emigrated to the surface and Absalom from the Arcadian Ocean."

"Hmm. Yes," Isurus says. "There might be more ghouls in there."

Done :)

"Oh, yes. I am," Isurus answers, finally sliding away his tridents over his shoulders.

"Sit still and I will do what I can," Isurus says as he unfurls his full healer's kit. After thirty minutes work, he has made a dubious amount of progress.

Medicine (T) DC 15 vs. Alaric: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4
Hero Point: Medicine (T) DC 15 vs. Alaric, Vestments: 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 3 + 1 = 19
Healing: 2d8 ⇒ (8, 2) = 10

Medicine (T) DC 15 vs. Axel: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12

Medicine (T) DC 15 vs. Kondai: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12

"I might be able to dismantle it with some help," Isurus says.

Athletics +6; I'm willing to gamble on an Aid from someone if they are.

"The column summoned a ghoul when Jaxon stepped close to it," Isurus notes. "This may be the source of the iruxi's trouble."

"I'm afraid that I cannot read the high tongue," Isurus says.

Isurus concentrates for a moment to expand the divine blessing surrounding him. He then moves forward and throws one of his tridents at the carnivorous plant.

Concentrate, Stride, Strike

Thrown Trident (T), IC: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 4 + 1 = 13
Piercing, Curse, IC: 1d8 + 3 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 3 + 2 + 1 = 8

Oh, well, shoot. With Rain, Bless is redundant. :(

Isurus grimaces as the ghoul manifests in the room, and he clenches his jaw as the carnivorous plant brings Axel low. His milky white eyes roll back in his head as he chants in algholthu.

A whirling portal of sea water opens behind the ghoul and regurgitates a bloated, drowned sailor with ghostly blue light in his eye sockets. The zombie opens its mouth soundlessly and slams its waterlogged fists at the ghoul.

◆◆◆ Cast (V, S, M): animate dead
Minion gains 2 actions upon completion of spell.

Bless = inside blue square.

Don't forget the persistent fire. :)

Isurus waddles forward toward the main chamber. He begins to chant in algholthu while drawing a sign in the air with the tip of his trident.

◆ Stride
◆◆ Cast (V,S): bless

+1 status bonus to attack rolls inside blue aura

"Ah, you may have chosen the wrong adventuring society," Isurus remarks quietly.

"That column may be driving the creatures trapped down here out into the swamp to harass the iruxi," Isurus hypothesizes. He takes his second trident in his left hand from over his shoulder. "We will need to deal with the plant creatures first."

Isurus makes a simple leap over the area of the floor that Jaxon indicated as trapped.

Isurus meditates on his curse after failing to properly bandages Jaxon.

--Now--

"Good eye. Be careful to break it thoughtfully," the azarketi warns while backing away.