Kelden Sunblade's page

I have been ill. my sister is dying from her cancer. Its not beyond hope yet but its getting worse and worse not better.She is all i have left of family besides my cat. I am sorry i did not respond affirmative fast enough. I meant to, i thought i had, my brain is in a thousand places. I had honestly thought i had responded already which was why it took me so long. MY Bad. I have a decent amount of time and energy invested in this charector and game and do not want to see it die off but we dont always get what we want i guess. It sounds.. or reads like you are annoyed or angry. If that is so, dont take on the additional stress of finishing things out unless you want too.

oh im 147% all in in this campaing and this charector i had thought i had answered >.< my apologies

This was my first paizo pbp. This is a charector i have grown to love. I would kill to continue. *lawls* not very Sarenrae of me... I digress

*pokes*?

on my barbarian rogue i have a cheat sheet spoilered into my charector page so i can copy paste it

"Im here Grey lets take this beast down..."

charging attack #9: 1d20 + 9 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 9 + 2 = 24
damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

yay

channel energy: 3d6 ⇒ (6, 1, 6) = 13

Seeing the foul magic hit his friends he called out ot his goddess to heal their wounds... He then strode forward into the thick of things.

with selective channal no bad guys get healed, all my friends gain 13 hp

conditions

He took a deep breath and focused.. why wouldnt it be more minataurs? He followed his allies and strode after there, a spell on his lips to grant probably their hardest hitter that much more strength.

Faiths reach Bulls strength on Thrall +4 to your strength for the next 8 minutes.

Looking to make sure his friends and allies were close enough he whispered a prayer to his goddess and let the light flow through him from her grace.

channel positive energy x2: 6d6 ⇒ (4, 4, 4, 2, 6, 3) = 23

23 hp to everyone, I have 2 channels left i belive, i have 4 charges on a cure light wound wand and a few spells, who needs wand charges? feel free to roll it and i will dedcut it.

He closed his eyes and focused on the light, healing his wounded friend Gray with the simpliest of spells of healing. . .

cure light wounds: 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12

18 points of healing to grey

Seeing the darkness erupt covering his friends he took a deep breath and began chanting out a spell... A brilliant flare of light, as bright as his beloved sun began to erupt out of his shield.. burning through the darkness.

"Your shadows can not hide you fiends... We walk in Sarenrae's light... and you cannot hide from our justice."

He called out.

so from my understanding of the spell Daylight counters all levels of darkness spell below it. Daylight is a third level spell, darkness is a 2nd level spell .. so darkness loses.

will save DC 14: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (3) + 9 = 12

He almost froze at the sound of the bellows his mind instantly traveling back to that fateful moment in the keep where the undead minotaur killed him...The goddess had been with him then.. she would be with him now. Then the unholy wave washed over him and he immeadiately felt sick and unclean.
Seeing Sapphiria and Alorah almost in harms way he strode forward despite feeling like he was going to lose his lunch. He swung hard making sure he got its attention.

attack1: 1d20 + 9 - 2 ⇒ (14) + 9 - 2 = 21
damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4
attack2: 1d20 + 4 - 2 ⇒ (12) + 4 - 2 = 14
damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

Prepped and ready

"So it seems like we will be going down into the bowels of the place...

He said with a slight sigh glancing up torwards where the sun wouldn be... if he werent in the middle of a fortress....

perception dc 20: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20

"you see those items there.. unholy implements... a priestess is resided in this room recently... from these notes there is some ritual afoot to destroy the entire city to rubble... thats not good.

He made the statement obvious it sounded pretty dire.

All yours and super useful too

Alorah pales somewhat at the horrendous display,though her expression is grim. "That means they were torturing people for years, keeping them alive until they couldn't take anymore."

"I know we are on a quest of grave importance and we have little time but please grant me this one moment..."

He began taking a deep breath and stepping into the room. He knelt and bowed his head reaching down and pulling out a vial of his holy water... Prayer to his goddess on his lips He knelt by each body touching their forehead with the holy water and whispering a prayer over each body. Pale when he walked out her nodded to the others and followed along.

Everything was fine til he saw the panic start to well up in Grey and he moved closer merely reaching out and gripping his shoulder and giving it a reassuring squeeze...

"Have no worries my friend, we are far mightier than any demon here. We have done bold and amazing things. We are here with you. Saranrae and the other goodly gods are with us. I know it.

He whispered and concentrated muttering a small spell of aid on the fellow.
temp hp: 1d8 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16

Grey enjoy 16 temporary hitpoints, a +1 to hit and +1 to saves versus fear for the next 8 minutes

strike 1: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (3) + 9 = 12
damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7
strike 2: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12
damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

He let out a slight sound of pain as the 2nd strike of the blade sut through his defense gashing his arm. He two quick counter strikes were far too huried to be effectual.

backfilling behind Thrall and by his love. He struck at the wounded demon left to him hard.

attack Throxol 1: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (13) + 9 = 22
damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

He rushed in after Grey, only just clearing the doors sword adn shield at eh ready....
Takning a look he relays to his freinds... "Throxal demons... relatively weak, standard demon defenses.... they use magical influence to ahift allegiances!
knowledge religion: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22
[ooc[ move action to close [/ooc]

New armor shining he followed after grey to tehe doubel doors in the room they were just in prepared to keep the exploration going. With a soft smile to his Kyra he whispered lowly...

"keep that plenty of fight with me my love. I just got you back leave the dumb recklass stuff to me. Ive gotten practice in it."

He chuckled thinking back to his undead minotaur episode....

"The mission is not done."

He began although he glanced to Kyra slightly.... his mission was a success at least.

"We may not have another chance to get the banner.

If no one is taking the sheild either Kelden will use it

Not helpful atthe moment but as a reminder kelden has craft arms and armor so we can upgrade aftetlr this for sure

Taedric has first dibs on the pious armor for sure...

but yes i can wear plate. Battle cleric after all.. or at least prone to gettting int htemis of things...

Not a paladin or I know what I would claim.if pir paladins aren't feeling very pious I'd still wear it cause it's cool. But otherwise the half playe of the agile would be amazing. And the large steel shield of +1 is nice too

"That would make sense... were i the foul lord in charge of this place... the banner would not be far from my sight or grasp."

He scowled at the thought of the armor being from former crusaders...

"That armor there though... we should use. I know it looks in better shape than my own."

What are the types of armor there?

"light! What is that thing?"

The cleric called out pulling out his crossbow and taking quick aim shooting at the alter

lt crossbow: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13
damage: 1d8 ⇒ 1

knowledge religion: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17

He was pleasently surprised at the hidden hidden door to a secret stash, even more so when they discovered their reason for even being here. His eyes wandered along the armor next... it all looked pristine and amazing... He wondered if it were magical.. it had t be magical right?

He paused tilting his head as he watched the gestures coming from the mute woman.

"I believe that Sapphiria believes there is something more here? Is that correct?"

He asked her trying to make sure they were on the same chapter in the book at least

He paused in the room with a sigh looking over his companions. That was his duty.. his role here. He frowned as his lover lamented the greed of the demons... it was an excellent point.

I have zero chance to make any of those.. yay no skill point having clerics eh?

"Everyone good? I still have a few charges of healing in a wand and a little bit of positive energy to spread around. . ."

He offered his friends sounding... undoubtedly the least stressed some of you had ever heard the young cleric.

He took note of her teleporting away... Demons were cowards it seems. He stepped back casting a minor healing spell and further repairing the damage dealt to Sapphira.

cure light wounds: 1d8 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16

Sapphira heals a further 24 points of damage

He just realized how the back line forces were getting somewhat overwhelmed and turned seeing their mute companion take several blows. calling on the grace of his goddess torwards the pretty oracle healing her.

Don't let them surround you!

cure critical wound converted from restoration: 4d8 + 8 ⇒ (1, 1, 2, 5) + 8 = 17
Sapphiria you are healed 26 HP.

He then moved up to support the rear forces.

Not realizing his friends were possible moving to their doom he slid forward on Alorah's left and struck at the one that attacked her with his scimitar.

"You blasted fools will regret throwing in your lot with the demons!"

He called slashing once, then a second time.

attack 1: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (20) + 9 = 29
damage 1: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10
confirm roll: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (10) + 9 = 19
damage if confirms: 1d6 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 + 2 = 7

attack 2: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7
damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

willsave: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23

He blushed with embaressment. He had been so focused on the joy of his love being there with him, in his arms that her state somehow slipped his mind. Some cleric he was. Still... They did have work to do.

"Do you feel up to joining us Kyra? I dont want to see you further hurt if you are not ready for it."

cure moderate wounds: 2d8 + 8 ⇒ (1, 7) + 8 = 16
You are healed for 24 hitpoints Thrall

He cast a spell quickly his hands aglow with healing light. He went ahead and introduced Kyra to the folks on the mission.

"Kyra.. my light this is Thrall known as the Lucky. A good stout warrior of the light, This is Grey, and his friend Soggy. This is Sapphiria...an oracle of skill ... she uh.. cant use her voice to communicate. And that wonderful gnome is Taedric Starfell...the new holder of Radiance.

He didnt mention Alorah of course. She knew her already.

He tried to smile and found he couldnt. The bird had been a friend and like the others gone before he could appreciate them.

"I am not sure. There was an attack and we all got split up a bit. She was missing in the aftermath. With luck perhaps we will find her here like you waiting to be rescued..."

His tone said he didnt expect a second miracle in the day though. He gave her one more final right hug.. Grey was right in a way. There would be time for this later. They were here on a mission.

"How hurt do you all feel..."

He didnt have words... instead he merely reached for Kyra tears streaming down his face...

"Light of my heart. I had not lost faith but it was hard."

He didnt appear shocked when she kissed him, they had shared kisses before... but this felt different. It felt so much better. He returned the kisses with equal passion.

fort save dc 21: 1d20 + 9 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 9 + 2 = 12

He took two staggering steps forward before the screech of the creature overwhelmed his mind.

will save bless: 1d20 + 9 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 9 + 1 = 28
knowledge planes: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14
ranged touch attack searing light: 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 7 + 1 = 28
confirm?: 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 7 + 1 = 15

damage: 4d8 ⇒ (2, 5, 6, 7) = 20
bonus damage if the touch of 15 hits for the crit: 4d8 ⇒ (2, 4, 5, 7) = 18
If the spell crits, 38 points of damage. if not just 20. Assuming i dont blast a image into nothingness.
"We will send you back to where you belong spawn of evil!

He called out advancing towards the demon trying for the life of him to recall what he could about the monster. He held aloft his holy symbol and a lance of pure energy flashed out of it torwards the multi imaged monster.

Waste of a good crit on a mirror image probably, trying ot get his attention from you thrall so you can do your thing :) Don't worry Kyra! Kelden is on his way.

He followed the others into the room his eyes running among the once beautiful murals one the wall ruined now by demonic filth. He was already running through his mind on how to just burn the filth off the wall when his eyes ran across his well girlfriend Kyra in the cage.. They would need to... His eyes snapped back to the woman that he had hoped to find but had already started to steel his heart for her being another friend gone forever and his knees just buckled.

Despite his heart suddenly beating a thousand beats a moment, despite the ringing in his ears from where his helm struck the floor He scrabbled to his knees...

"Kyra!?! Light! Dawnflower be praised."

He tried to get to his feet and managed to do so with an awkward wobble. He wanted to laugh but instead it was tears that fell from his eyes. Tears of happiness to be sure, but tears none the less.

*blinks*

Im here from the start to teh finish for sure

"we should be safe to rest if we need to, and I've used a bit of my holy magic preparred but i think Sapphiria is right, The longer we hang about with the mission unfinished the more likely . . .

His words trailed off and the young cleric paled for a moment. There was no doubt he was thinking of his missing girlfriend and he was trying to hold out hope.

cure moderate wounds Knave: 2d8 + 8 ⇒ (2, 5) + 8 = 15

Knave is healed for 22 points of hp

"we were bound to discovered eventually. From the way they set this all up they expected us. The moles work no doubt."

He held aloft his Holy symbol and channeled positive energy a few times.

rwo chanels: 6d6 ⇒ (6, 2, 2, 4, 1, 2) = 17

"who still has injuries?