Kamishah, Pathfinder's page

Everything looks good, thank you for running! Six more scenarios to play before I'm tapped out.

The Grand Lodge also has one goal to visit multiple different regions, which doesn't prevent you from checking a different goal as well. But the one faction goal per scenario generally doesn't interfere with your Day Job check unless the goal says it does.

"Sure trust will forge our new bonds into that which cannot be broken. The horn is not something to be stored away when it is so powerful a tool." Kamishah agrees.

CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

Kamishah touches the wand to his bruises, healing some of the damage enough to stand tall again.

Ranged Touch Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11
Fire Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

Flinging the remnants of his fire at Chalissier, Kamishah takes a knee, preparing to activate his wand.

Seeing Maud take up the horn, Kamishah grunts. "The horn may not survive another blast." he warns, reaching for the healing wand at his belt.

Melee Touch Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24
Fire Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

Defiant to the end, Kamishah shoves the flame into the elemental flame before staggering back.

AoO: 1d20 ⇒ 4

Kamishah tries to ward off the elemental with his flame, but the heavy burns from the lightning strikes make him flounder in pain, the horn slipping from his loose grip.

Probably not going to be standing much longer, but Kamishah isn't one for backing down. :) Added the Spellcraft roll to learn more about the horn, sorry I didn't get it in sooner.

The horn blasts out a cone of elemental force, battering the elementals before him!

Elemental Damage: 6d6 ⇒ (5, 1, 4, 2, 2, 3) = 17

Spellcraft to ID: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21

Rather than flee, Kamishah raises the horn to his lips and blows it in the face of the elementals!

Assuming Chalissier does not pile in as well...

Kamishah looks beyond the two elementals to the horn, deciding his flame spell is too ineffective given the assault against him. Stepping around, he reaches to retrieve the item as a last ditch effort.

Hopefully the AoO rolls low.

Definitely taking that level of monk to ditch the metal armor. :P

"A new form will do little to help a weakling like you." Derision drips from Kamishah's tone as he summons fire to his hand and maneuvers around the battlefield.

Produce Flame and flying 60ft to be near the horn.

Steadying himself on the wreckage, Kamishah removes the potion from his belt pouch. "I shall retrieve the horn. We should keep watch for challengers."

Assuming no one disagrees, he will drink his potion of fly and go towards the horn next round.

Settling into one of the extravagant seatings, Kamishah relaxes like a large cat while Jamilla prepares to address the party. Listening intently to her story, he allows the rest of the party to practice the passcode before speaking. "If there is nothing more you can tell us, of those who also seek the prize or what else we might find, then we shall depart. Unneeded delays give advantage to opponents, known and unknown."

Stealth, Owl Form: 1d20 + 0 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 0 + 4 = 17

Shifting his body closer to that of an unblinking predator, Kamishah follows after, keeping close watch on Jamilla.

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24

Approaching the ice with his remaining flame, Kamishah holds it close to test its effectiveness. Once the fire is expended, he draws his axe and begins to cut away at the icy prison.

Starting with the necklace first, rather than risk harming Jamila.

Spellcraft to ID: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14
Will Save: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22

Shrugging off the weak spell, Kamishah focuses on the biggest threat, hurling his own flame at the troll.

Produce Flame Ranged Touch, Fighting Defensively: 1d20 + 4 - 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 - 4 = 1

A slip on the frosted floor sends the flame hurling wide, followed by a gruff curse as Kamishah steadies himself and maneuvers around the danger of the troll's reach.

Hell of a time for that one! Hopefully he's demoralized and his init is a little lower, if nothing else.

"Touch him again and this place burns." Kamishah growls, summoning fire to his hand.

Intimidate: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (20) + 10 = 30

"Then we will make them docile." Kamishah returns the grin with one of his own.

Looming behind Yulau, Kamishah fixes the shady shopkeep with a dead serious stare.

Auto-aid on Yulau's check or a Take 10 for 20 as well, whichever is more appropriate.

Clearly knowing his role, Kamishah once more remains silent, appraising the chuckers with a silent stare.

Taking 10 for 20 as well.

"This is most helpful. Do not be sorry." Kamishah looks over the map before turning to the rest of the party. "Should we begin asking in the streets? Or do you have other contacts?" He turns to look at Ceru intently.

Listening to the translation, Kamishah does not look to Ceru, focusing on the elven woman intently. He offers a brief nod of acknowledgement but says nothing.

Hopefully a take 10 on Intimidate for 20 is enough to be an impressive presence.

"Those were the bluster of a summer squall. Far less dangerous than the placid waters that hide a deep current. We will not see so blatant a warning here, as the braggards have already been drowned." With the building the only obvious lead, Kamishah marches forward in agreement.

"Bah! Let them rage their pathetic cries. That is all they are good for, flash and show."

"Pathetic." Kamishah steps up to the hovering wisp and crosses his arms. "Let us see how weak it truly is."

"A city where strength rules. Appropriate." A fierce grin breaks across Kamishah's face at the report.

"A gnome. This is acceptable." Leaning back, he falls silent, contemplating the mysterious hive of scum and villainy that Ashasar described.

Chronicle looks good!

"You say you know of her path through the planes. Where is it that we must go?" Kamishah leans forward on his own pillowed seat as he speaks, hands supported by his knees. "What aid does the Concordance have for us in the pursuit?"

Kamishah also has no credit for that one sadly.

Kamishah is ready to finish this!

Taking advantage of the opportunity provided by Willard's spell, Kamishah closes the distance and reaches to trap the slyph's arm.

Grapple, One-Handed: 1d20 + 6 - 4 ⇒ (11) + 6 - 4 = 13

Kamishah steps between Yulau and the slyph, hurling the flame at the raving foe.

Ranged Touch, Guidance: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 4 + 1 = 13
Fire Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

With a snort of derision at the fleeing foe, Kamishah casts his own spell, summoning fire to his hand as he waits for the sylph to return.

Produce Flame.

"If it is written in Auran, perhaps the answer must be spoken in it."

Aid Diplomacy: 1d20 ⇒ 10

"These fools are just minions of whoever hid these tomes away. If they take us to their masters, we will be able to settle this matter better."

Ignoring the raving of the suli, Kamishah moves to assist in securing the unconscious ones, producing a length of rope from his pack.

"The lizard was weak. Even at my gentlest, he could not threaten us. You will be no different."

Intimidate: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (12) + 10 = 22

"Wanted by what authority?" Kamishah stares down the strangers, looking over their garb for any clues.

Edit: Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22

"We look for these sigils, yes?" Kamishah watches closely as Liora turns the pages.

"So be it." Kamishah takes the pearl and moves to join Liora at the white barrier, placing it into the depression firmly.

Following the sylph down the stairs, Kamishah approaches the stone altar. "Gemstones. Another piece of the riddle thing, perhaps."

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9

The reticent answer from the monk causes Kamishah to snort dismissively. "Useless to us. Where do we start now?"

Kamishah attempts to put the squeeze on the lizard.

Grapple to Damage: 1d20 + 6 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 6 + 5 = 20
Nonlethal Damage: 1d3 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

Maneuvering around the lizard, buckler ready to guard against attack, Kamishah attempts to snatch it up while Cevrik keeps it distracted.

Grapple, Dirty Fighting: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19

"You can tell them we will not back down without good reason." Kamishah's hand rests lightly on the flail at his belt, staring hard at the lizard.