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Julana claps her planted hands together. "Well! It looks like everything is going well enough here. Bartelby, remember to play nice from here on out. I'm sure you'll do your sist... err, your family proud. Think of this as a minor setback on your path to greatness!"

The paladin gives him a pat on the shoulder before hugging each of her siblings. "Farbie and I are going to go visit mother and father for a while, catch up, and then go our separate ways for a while. Our new friend here's been keeping Faribus busy for quite some time. And I go where my goddess needs me, which meant following you for this chance to save Bartelby, and now? Who knows! Magdh tends to surprise me."

Faribus nods, turning partway towards the exit. "We'll update the House on your progress, but do make sure to write more often. Father is growing worried that he's been demoted to your personal scroll scribe."

Julania interrupts Xallis' potential offer with her usual perfect timing. "And no, don't worry about teleporting us. We'd like to use the walk to talk about something other than the Lotheeds for once."

The siblings share one last farewell before they depart, leaving the middle child with his friends and former rival.

Meir listens to your report about Argentus and comments, ”It is clear that Argentus isn’t involved in Yanmass’ troubles but his actions are criminal. If you report him to the council, if he’s lucky, they’ll likely fine him and bar him from practicing business in Yanmass for a period of time. If they consider his crimes more serious, they may even jail him.”

"We promised to speak on his behalf as thanks for his helpful information. Would it be possible to ask him to assist with the investigation into these supernatural monsters as a sort of public service?"

The paladin pauses to think. "...would it look bad if a noble hired the guy who's been putting charms on all the other nobles?"

knowledge (religion): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15

Lay on Hands (Hulgra): 3d6 ⇒ (3, 1, 1) = 5

The enlarged paladin reaches across the street to give the warpriest a gentle touch near her bleeding wound, stemming the flow of lifeblood.

"Best save the ones we can. No need to lose anyone else."

She considsrs what to say to the grieving twin. But she does not fknd the words. What would she think, if she saw Xallis slain in front of her very eyes?

Julania considers intervening with the warpriest, but decides against it. She would have wanted to die in battle and service to Gorum, she presumes.

Instead, the paladin reaches down to heal a still living enemy.
Lay on Hands (Embla): 3d6 ⇒ (1, 2, 6) = 9

Standing around 11 feel tall with a greatsword to match, she looks dowm at the waking foe. "You are defeated. Surrender, and you will be shown mercy."

"I was just about to disarm her", Malphene comments, slightly disappointed. "Good thinking either way." The lore warden attacks the unarmed warpriest.

"To be fair..." Julania leans forward and grasps the sword by the hilt, lifting it over her shoulder. "...I needed a better weapon."

She glances over to Navia, who seems down for the count, but she knows that the eidolon's life is not in danger so long as her brother is safe. Instead, she bears a cocky smile as she attacks the warpriest with her own badge of office.
??? greatsword vs Hulgra (nonlethal, bless, divine favor): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17 nonlethal: 2d6 + 4 ⇒ (3, 5) + 4 = 12

Numbers are assuming its a plain sword, so feel free to alter the result accordingly

"Alive! Take them alive if you can!" shouts Julania. She knows her little dagger isn't enough to do serious damage, so she hopes she can use the blade for leverage.

The paladin takes a stride into Hulgra's kill zone in hopes of catching her on the backswing. Sensing her moment, she thrusts her dagger forward in an attempt to drive it between the hilt and the warrior's palm!

disarm vs Hulgra (bless, divine favor): 1d20 + 8 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 8 + 3 = 26

Round 1

Without her armor and primary weapons, the paladin begins by playing it safe. She draws her dagger while stepping forward, stopping to give herself a blessing of luck.

Casting divine favor and remaining close to the party, since her turn happens before the front line moves up.

Going from formally dressed to feeling extremely under dressed, the paladin cloaks herself in magic to hopefully compensate.

Casting featherstep just in case another difficult terrain incident happens.

A relieved Julania nods and places her hand on Xallis' shoulder. "And don't forget, these are devious creatures. If you know about them, they may find out about you. Your abilities may pose a threat to their degeneracy, and working with us can save you."

Diplomacy to Aid: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (18) + 11 = 29

Julania grits her teeth and frowns at the exchange. Her whisper comes through themessage spell. "I hope you know what you're doing, Henrika. You know we can't work with this snake. I can't work with this snake."

She shoots a pointed glance at Xallis, but her brother maintains an expression of chained patience.

Julania rolls her eyes and gives Navia a nudge. The paladin is dressed in formal attire with a simple dagger at her belt, not wanting to make things awkward by showing up dressed for war to a formal dinner.

Also, Julania has a trait that boosts all Luck bonuses by +1, so the luckstone might work with her well. But it's also a pretty strong item and it might serve the party much better better on a main PC instead of a cohort.

Level up!
Julania has reached level 6!

+7 HP
+1 BAB
+1 to Fort, Ref, and Will saves
+1 Skill Rank to: Diplomacy, Knowledge (nature), Handle Animal
+1 Lay on Hands per day
+1d6 to Lay on Hands healing
New Mercy: Diseased

Round 4

Satisfied that her ally is no longer in mortal danger, Julania moves back into the melee.

mwk cold iron scythe vs Red Officer (bless, power attack): 1d20 + 8 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 8 + 1 = 25 damage: 2d4 + 3 + 4 ⇒ (4, 3) + 3 + 4 = 14

Round 3

The channeled healing seems to be helping, but Julania doesn't want to risk it.
Lay on Hands: 2d6 ⇒ (4, 3) = 7

Julania immedietly shifts her priorities to tend to her fallen ally. Lay on Hands (Malphine): 2d6 ⇒ (5, 6) = 11

She also refreshes herself to stay topped off just in case.
Lay on Hands (Self): 2d6 + 4 ⇒ (4, 3) + 4 = 11

I really need to stop forgetting that Julania's feat boosts other people healing her as well.

Round 1

The paladin first uses the cover of the cloud to tend to herself with magic.
Lay on Hands (self): 2d6 + 4 ⇒ (3, 3) + 4 = 10

Casting divine favor on myself and then walking out of the cloud.

"The man you love chose his fate, as you have yours, the ultimate fate of a traitor."

Round 15

"Sit! DOWN!" Julania shouts as she takes anther swing with killing intent.
mwk cold iron scythe vs drake (SMITE, power attack, bless, divine favor): 1d20 + 8 + 2 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 8 + 2 + 1 + 2 = 25
Miss chance (under 20 miss): 1d100 ⇒ 93
damage: 2d4 + 7 + 10 ⇒ (2, 1) + 7 + 10 = 20

Round 14

Julania raises her scythe above her head and gives it a twirl, bringing it down over her shoulder. She points at the dragon with her free hand and winks, as if promising to her goddess that she's going to knock the drake over the horizon with one blow!

Activating smite and swinging for the fences!

mwk cold iron scythe vs drake (SMITE, power attack, bless, divine favor): 1d20 + 8 + 2 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 8 + 2 + 1 + 2 = 28
damage: 2d4 + 7 + 10 ⇒ (4, 1) + 7 + 10 = 22

Round 13

The officer steps into the room and gets up in Xallis’s face menacingly. ”I’ve had enough of you and your spells.”

"Then you're gonna love dealing with me!" Julania shouts as she swings her scythe.

mwk cold iron scythe (divine favor, power attack, bless): 1d20 + 7 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 7 + 2 + 1 = 11 damage: 2d4 + 7 ⇒ (4, 3) + 7 = 14

Round 12

Julania follows after her brother, gracefully stepping over the rubble and making the best of her dwindling quickness. When Xallis stops, so does she. The paladin raises her holy symbol and concentrates, causing it to glow with divine energy.

"Alright, let's clean up." she says, hoisting her blood stained scythe.

Using Divine Bond to empower her holy symbol. She now has one extra Lay on Hands for the day.

Round 12

Lay on Hands (self: 2d6 + 4 ⇒ (3, 3) + 4 = 10

Julania hops onto the table and takes a wide swing with her scythe, hoping to finish off the huntress once and for all.

mwk cold iron scythe vs Jaliessa (power attack, flank, haste, bless, divine favor): 1d20 + 8 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 8 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 1 = 34 damage: 2d4 + 7 ⇒ (2, 2) + 7 = 11

crit confirmation: 1d20 + 8 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 8 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 1 = 34 bonus damage: 6d4 + 21 ⇒ (2, 1, 4, 3, 4, 1) + 21 = 36

Julania doubts that the leader will surrender, but she wants to giv her one last opportunity to lay down her weapon. She gives Dame Trant a wink and a tap on the shoulder before moving into a flanking position.

Using my Bit of Luck spell-like ability on Malphene. For the next round, any time she rolls a d20 she can roll twice and pick the better one. Also risking the attack of opportunity from the animal along the way.

Round 10

Seeing the ground in an absolute state, the paladin casts a spell on herself. Suddenly, she seems to be stepping as light as a feather, bouncing on the tips of her toes like an agile, unarmored monk. She moves with surprising grace to support Henrika.

Casting feather step to ignore difficult terrain.

"Not yet..." Julania says as she draws upon her inner light to restore her body.
Law on Hands (self): 2d6 + 4 ⇒ (2, 5) + 4 = 11

Feeling slightly better, she then drops her weapon to use a free hand to heal Jack. Afterwards, she disconnects her shield and also allows it to fall to the floor.
Law on Hands: 2d6 ⇒ (2, 1) = 3

"Why is Erastil offering his blessings to these traitors?!" Julania shouts in frustration as she brings her mace down on the foes in front of her.

mwk silver warhammer vs Officer #6 (power attack, haste, divine favor, bless, magic weapon: 1d20 + 7 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 7 + 5 = 16 damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

mwk silver warhammer vs Officer #6 (power attack, haste, divine favor, bless, magic weapon: 1d20 + 7 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 7 + 5 = 31 damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

If the target is already dead, she can shift htem to Officer 10

Lay On Hands (self): 2d6 + 4 ⇒ (2, 2) + 4 = 8

Round 7

Bolstered by her allies' spells, Julania boldly strides forward to secure a place on the front lines.

She may eat an attack of opportunity. That's fine.

Round 6

Julania grumbles at her occupied hands. She drops her weapon, allowing it to clatter to the floor, before casting divine favor on herself. Then, she quickly kneels down to retrieve her hammer from the floor.

Round 5

Not wanting to fall too far behind, Julania leaves his room in the capable hands of her allies before marching towards the front lines.

Double moving

Round 4

Julania follows up on her attacks and keeps swinging.

mwk silver warhammer vs Soldier#6 (power attack, bless, magic weapon): 1d20 + 7 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 7 + 1 + 1 = 29 damage: 1d8 + 3 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 3 + 4 + 1 = 15

mwk silver warhammer vs Soldier#6 (full attack, power attack, bless, magic weapon): 1d20 + 2 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 2 + 1 + 1 = 10 damage: 1d8 + 3 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 3 + 4 + 1 = 12

Crit Confirmation: 1d20 + 7 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 7 + 1 + 1 = 23 damage: 2d8 + 6 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (6, 7) + 6 + 8 + 2 = 29

Round 3

Julania grips the handle on her weapon. "Then you've chosen your fate."

Masterwork silver mace vs Soldier #6 (power attack, bless): 1d20 + 7 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 7 + 1 + 1 = 18 damage: 1d8 + 3 + 1 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 3 + 1 + 4 = 9

Masterwork silver mace vs Soldier #6 (power attack, bless, full attack): 1d20 + 2 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 2 + 1 + 1 = 9 damage: 1d8 + 3 + 1 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 3 + 1 + 4 = 14

Round 1

Julania ponders her situation. There's a door in front of her, and both of her hands are occupied. This could prove to be more difficult than she thought, and she's not sure if she can get it open with one swift kick. Instead, she turns her head towards her brother in hopes of getting a hand in the matter.

Delaying until after Xallis.

Round 2

In preparation, Julania will swap to a shield and melee weapon to handle closed quarters. And right before the battle, she will use an oil of magic weapon on her one handed weapon

Julania does what she can to make sure the horses move a pace that's reasonable for the prisoners. They've surrendered, after all. No need to be a monster about things.

"So." she says in their direction while the party sets up camp. She tries to come off as more relaxed and nonthreatening, despite the deadly combat not long ago. [b]"Why'd you do it?"[b]
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (12) + 10 = 22

Julania stomps forward and leans into a charge, practically diving scythe-first at one of the enemies.

cold iron scythe vs Soldier #4 (charge, power attack, divine favor): 1d20 + 9 + 2 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (14) + 9 + 2 + 1 - 2 = 24 damage: 2d4 + 10 ⇒ (1, 4) + 10 = 15

Julania takes another short step and then she takes another swing.

cold iron scythe vs Soldier #6 (power attack, flank, bless, +2 divine favor): 1d20 + 7 + 2 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 7 + 2 + 2 + 1 = 29
damage: 2d4 + 10 ⇒ (3, 4) + 10 = 17

Julania steps into a flanking position. She shoots her opponent a wink before taking a wild swing with her scythe.

Scythe vs Soldier #7 (power attack, flank, bless, +2 divine favor): 1d20 + 9 - 2 + 2 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 9 - 2 + 2 + 2 + 1 = 13 damage: 2d4 + 10 ⇒ (4, 2) + 10 = 16

maybe a little too wild!

Lay on Hands + Fey Foundling: 2d6 + 4 ⇒ (2, 3) + 4 = 9

With the pesky lion off of her, Julania drops her hammer and picks up her scythe. And after tapping into her own inner light once more, she marches towards the shifting front lines.

Caught in the lion's jaws, Julania first channels her inner light to restore her body, her meager fae essence resonating with the magic.
swift action Lay on Hands plus Fae Foundling: 2d6 + 4 ⇒ (2, 2) + 4 = 8

Then, she releases her scythe and lets it fall to the ground. She quickly draws her warhammer. "Hah, can't hold me in your teeth if I KNOCK THEM OUT!"
MW silver warhammer (grappled, power attack): 1d20 + 7 + 3 - 2 ⇒ (19) + 7 + 3 - 2 = 27 damage: 1d8 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14

After seeing an ally fall in a bloody heap, Jilania looks back at her brother with an expression of steely determination. Then she inclines her head towards the front.

Julania is delaying her turn until after Xallis.

As the crew prepares for their investigation, the sound of galloping hooves follows along the path behind them. The source is a horse briskly approaching, ridden by a well toned woman with long, raven hair. She wears armor with a forest accent and swirls of blue beneath the green leaves and vines built into its design. Across her back is an ornate scythe made of cold iron.

She dismounts and hits the ground with a thud. As if on cue, her mount dissipates into nothing.

"I'm just in time. Greetings, everyone. I don't think we've been properly introduced yet. Julania Livara, paladin in service to the goddess Magdh. And, paradoxically enough, retainer of the Livara estate."

Xallis opens his mouth to speak, but Julania is quick to answer his unspoken question. "Remember your connections to father, dear brother? And the scrolls he promised to craft for you? You've been neglecting his kindness, so I opted to make a request for a pair of scrolls on your behalf. One of which I used to get here."

And again, she deftly intercepts the followup question. "No, I do not know how to cast it. But a magically inclined gentleman was able to cast it for me.... in exchange for the other scroll."

She smiles, hefting her scythe. "Now then, I'd love to see this 'extended family' of yours in action! Shall we?"