Jareth The Arcanist's page

jareth curses and pulls out his crossbow.
"I come to this crude instrument do i?"

attack: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
damage: 1d8 ⇒ 3

Jareth tries the ray again. it worked once didn't it?

touch attack: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 1 = 12
damage..sort of: 1d3 ⇒ 1

[b]"elementals.... hmm"[b]

Jareth halfheartedly shoots a ray of frost at it;unsure if it will be effective...

touch attack: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 1 = 20
damage: 1d3 ⇒ 2

"of course we will look for the babe...err kitty."

diplo take 10: 10 + 7 = 17

jareth nods and follows the rest of the group.

"well, I tried it the easy way. Now we have to do it the hard way."
intimidate: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22

A bit of flame crosses the Arcanist hands.

"We will be with you the entire way. We can even make you unaware of your surrounds if you wish. Fear is natural, but if you don't move, you will die. That is certain."

diplo: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9

jareth Realizes something is up and speaks," if you need words. I am your man. I have the BEST words"

Diplomacy +7

Jareth moves behind Dwynnweer as a bold of ice flies toward the troll.

ranged touch: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 1 = 12
damage sort of: 1d3 ⇒ 2

jareth is taken aback by the ferocity of the attack. He ponders what to do. maybe making the monster unsteady is the best approach. A patch of slippery ooze appears under the Troll's feet. cast grease DC 15 reflex or fall down

more project managing from Jareth. Scrum meeting anyone?
intel check: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22

Jareth helps organize and motivate the moving of supplies with a well thought out plan.
int check: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21

The plan includes detailed traffic flow patterns and time tables. he is rather pleased with the outcome.

Jareth eyebrows raises at the idea of taking the halfling into custody.

"This halfling is a victim. I'm sure of it"

Jareth introduces Muhdzuzi to the Sheriff. He offers the halfling his services in translating his story if he so chooses.

Jareth does what he can to help find the plants they are looking for:
survival: 1d20 ⇒ 14

He spends the time on the trip conversing with the halfling and learning as much about his tribe, what he was doing in the castle and the expanse his tribe is from.

Jareth quickly discusses the offer of companionship with the group briefly by has already decided to offer this halfling his help. He has the soft spot for halflings after all.

Jareth recommend the halfing stay in this room until they clear the last one.

"I grew up with halflings, my friend. The lizard folks are around but they are nothing we can't handle. Let's get you out of that hole shall we?"

Jareth tries to speak in the halfing's native tongue,"What concerns you friend? It looks like you have been down there for a while. Can you help you out?"

diplo: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19

Jareth curses again. "How is he supposed to show how great he is when his friends always get in the way?"he thinks to himself. He cannot burn the spiders with fire, but maybe a ray of frost will do something to the larger spider.
touch on spider: 1d20 ⇒ 6
damage?: 1d3 ⇒ 2

"interesting. are they any more signs of these folk here?"

Jareth sees nothing. He casts detect magic on the area.

" I'm right behind you... what do you hear?"

Jareth takes a look around the room
perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19

Jareth follows Kord just to make sure he doesn't get in trouble.

Jareth takes a quick step to get a clear view of the insects and
casts burning hands; it should hit red and green

burning hand dc16 reflex for 1/2: 1d4 ⇒ 3

Jareth hopes folks keep moving back. He has a plan...

touch attack on red: 1d20 ⇒ 16
damage?: 1d3 ⇒ 1

Jareth is beginning to get frustrated by the lack of death he is dealing out, but tries again. He might be a bit insane...

touch attack: 1d20 ⇒ 11
damage?: 1d3 ⇒ 2

He then takes a step back to give Dwyn an exit out.

Jareth remembers why he usually works alone. He doesn't have to worry about killing his team members. he takes the safe route and throws a ray at green.

touch attack on green: 1d20 ⇒ 1
damage: 1d3 ⇒ 3

Jareth has a thought of burning the whole room down, but doesn't like the idea of kill Kord so he takes a step back and tries to hit blue with a ray.

touch on blue: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (6) + 0 = 6
damage?: 1d3 ⇒ 3

jareth, move into the room but wait to follow the better armored Kord up the ladder.

Jareth moves into the room behind the gross witch. and readies and action to fire a ray at anything dangerous on the other side of the door.

jareth, now nearly seething with anger tries Again...

ray of frost: ranged touch: 1d20 ⇒ 17
damage?: 1d3 ⇒ 1

Jareth sighs as his ray misses the target, and tries again.

ray of frost: ranged touch: 1d20 ⇒ 10
damage?: 1d3 ⇒ 3

Jareth moves forward and ponders using his crossbow but decides to try magic. A weak white beam comes out of the the arcanist's hand to strike blue.

ray of frost: ranged touch: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (3) + 0 = 3
damage?: 1d3 ⇒ 1

I can do burning hands three times a day right now, but chemical fire is always nice to have.

"Those are some interesting herbs my friend, but what do they look like?" Jareth looks at the group,"Do any of you know what these things look like?"

"The Power of voodoo!"

Jareth nods at Kord,"I am the babe...err man with that power."

gather info: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25

jareth noticing he might have overplayed his hand,"We humbly accept your gracious offer. You have yourself a rescue party.

Jareth listens to the conversation for a few moments before interjecting.
"The supplies and gold are welcome. But, we are new to this land. Gaining your favor and friendship is far more valuable." Jareth says with an earnest look. "The only thing we request to add to this contract is this: cover any healing or restorative magic needed to make us whole during your service. If you can agree to that, you have yourself a deal."

diplo: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13

jareth,ponders to himself,"Sometimes words work better than spells. who would have thought?" He smiles to himself with a half smile and follows Kord to the inn.

Jareth adds a bit of oil to his voice: " My dear boy! why don't we talk about this over a drink or three? I'm sure we can settle this before someone get's hurt.

diplo: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23

Jareth takes in the scene:
perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15

"psst, that guy is drunk... Let me see if he can hang onto the bottle when it's slippy"

The Arcanist creates a thin film of grease around the broken bottle in the hopes that he drops the weapon and this encounter doesn't become deadly.

Jareth notices the witch for the first time. "Have a met you before? You look...familiar." He pauses for a moment, "Do you have the power of Voodoo?"

" My apologies... Annabella. I meant nothing by my words. I was just commenting on your attention to your Goddess. I am Jareth. Jareth Duende, and I am at your service." Jareth finishes his response with a flourish and a bow.

diplo: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17

I tall thin man with intense eyes observes the scene with amusement.

Kn:religion: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27

"Ahh, My dear Sarah...I mean Tullia, your hair shows your devotion to your Goddess. Your intentions are admirable. May your talent brighten the world."

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16