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Praying for a miracle, Cara nods at Molos and aims at the back one (unless she's already down).

Ranged attack roll, damage: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 161d6 ⇒ 3

All I have left is my 0-level... wheee!

Cara shouts a litany of obscenities that would make a Calistrian blush and hurls more broken bottles at the enemies.

Ranged Attack, damage: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 191d6 ⇒ 1

Cara whistles innocently.

PFS: # 84475-16

Just wanted to thank everyone for playing in this, as we're nearing the end here...
This was my first PbP game and I thoroughly enjoyed it. I was especially pleased with the increased opportunities for RP'ing in this format.
On that note: thanks to everyone for putting up with Cara's shenanigans: most of my characters are at least somewhat civil; Cara is a notable exception. >.<

wooomp wooomp

Heck with it, I'm going to use my re-roll for that attack roll. >.<

Ranged Attack Roll: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

"Third verse, same as the first".
Aiming at the closest one.

TK Projectile; Damage: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 41d6 ⇒ 6

Cara dashes forward and lets fly another Telekinetic Projectile.

Ranged Attack Roll, Damage: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 161d6 ⇒ 6

Remember that you can move through friendly squares in Pathfinder

Cara readies to cast Telekinetic Projectile at the woman if she begins casting.

Ranged Attack Roll; Damage: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 121d6 ⇒ 2

She'll also attempt to Spellcraft any spells she hears enemies casting with verbal or visible somatic components.

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17

Cara hisses and activates Expeditious Retreat, which also causes her to become
blurred.

Cara becomes enraged, and a pale blue fire envelops her hand.
Activating Chill Touch, she becomes blurred and runs forward, swatting at the imp wildly.

Touch attack: 1d20 ⇒ 8

Negative Energy Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 4 +1 point of STR damage

/facepalm

Cara attempts again to remember a long-forgotten spell:

Spell Recollection, Beguiling Gift: 1d100 ⇒ 5

(No AoO taken.)

"නරක imp ! ආන්ටි කෙනෙකුම ආපසු ඇයට දෙයකි , එය භාර !"

Cara points at the creature and moves towards it, while yelling at it in a complex and archaic tongue.

She screws up her face, summoning a fragmentary memory inside her...
Spell Recollection: 1d100 ⇒ 18

"Auntie!!!"
Cara runs up to Zarta and hugs her legs. Gazing fondly up at her mistress, she begins to blurt out, "we killed some big rats today. You were right; they're nasty! And we got some stuff for that guy with the greasy hair who likes to keep his imps in jars instead of making them do stuff for him. Then we met the fuddy duddy who works at the big church, and she yelled at me. I told her that she wasn't going to tell ME what to do. And then we met an old lady who smells like whiskey, and she makes all HER orphans do BORING things, like working for rich people who should pay them WAY more for what they do. And then we went to see this old guy who seems pretty smart. He made us do a puzzle. And there was a snake, but we killed it. We got some maps and stuff. Then we came here. I like being a Pathfinder!"
She pants...
"What's that noise?" Are you having play time in there today?"
She cackles and grins.

Cara scrunches up her face. She looks at the 3 keys, then at the 3 locks.

Intelligence check: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14

Cara says, "Ooh! A shiny!" as she attempts to use Mage Hand on the key.

Cara examines the glass jar.

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15

"Mhm. There was a lady spying on us. Not sneaky enough for us!"
She cackles to herself gleefully.

"You're not the boss of me. I'm tellin' my Auntie about this!"

She blows raspberries at 'Ollysta' and runs away.

Cara beams at Molos.
"Good job playing bad-guy!"

She turns on 'Ollsyta', hands on hips.

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 2 = 20

"And one of the kids there wouldn't answer my question, or obey me, so, if you're not gonna protect them, I would like your permission to go back there tonight and MAKE. HIM. PAY. Does that sound okay? Please?"
She blinks a couple times.

Cara looks around at the group, hands on her hips, trying her best to look disappointed. Pointing her finger, she says:
"Okay, Molos, you're on bad-guy duty!"
She salutes Molos, hands him a signal whistle, and mock-whispers, her hand to the side of her mouth, "call me if you get into any trouble."

"Yay!"

Cara's ears perk up. She runs over to Molos and says, "are you going to be mean to the old lady? I wanna see!"

Well, from a PC standpoint, I failed my checks against the orphans, so I think from a RP standpoint Cara would be miffed, but probably like, 'well, I tried what I know', and would just move on. As you probably noted, she's been encouraged to have a rather dim view of Ollysta to begin with, so she's more looking to have fun and cause a bit of mischief, than to represent the Silver Crusade.
Dunno how that will play out in end-of-scenario rewards.

Cara sees Wailan heading outside, and heads over.

"I think I'll stay for a while. I *am* an orphan, after all."

She winks and heads back to the children playing. Opening up her pack, she takes out the cards and loaded dice from the Pelican and invites
another child to play.

"What?!?" Cara thinks to herself.
"This always works... something's wrong... something's...."

She casts her eyes down while approaching another orphan outside.

Spell Recollection: 1d100 ⇒ 90

If successful, she re-obtains Telempathic Projection.

"Let's try this again," she mutters to herself somewhat sourly.

"It would be UNWISE to trifle with me. Tell me about Auntie and what goes on here. Hold nothing back, and I will KNOW if you are LYING to me."

Intimidate: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7 +5 if spell is recalled.

Cara quickly slips away to the group of children and looks for whichever one or ones appear to be the most dominant.

She fixes them with a stare and says, "Tell me about your 'Auntie Baltwin'. Tell me what goes on here. Tell me everything, and do not LIE to me"

Intimidate: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

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"Can I play with them, Auntie?", motioning to the other children.

Cara winks at Dravil.

"These nice people said that there was a nice lady who takes care of little kids.
Will you help me, please?"
She opens her eyes pleadingly, while channeling her will to cast Telempathic Projection

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25

Cara stares at Ollysta, unblinking, and chews her lower lip nervously.

"Why are you wearing all that armor in the middle of the city?
Are you afraid someone's going to hurt you?"

She cackles and scampers off ahead of the group.

While the others are lowering the crate, Cara rummages through the warehouse, occasionally looking at something before either shoving it in her pack, or tossing it over her shoulder.

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21

She snorts.
"Auntie says Ollysta is a big fuddy duddy and doesn't know anything about how to run a Lodge."

She perks up when the crate is opened and quickly sifts through for lightweight items that are either useful, sale-able, or edible.

Appraise: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20

Seems like the Paizo servers were FUBAR'd this weekend? I had trouble getting anywhere on the messageboards.

Cara meanders over to more crates towards the center of the warehouse.

move action; Perception check as a move action

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

"You guys act like you've never seen a rat before. My friend Wyka says they're smart and that they tell her things and bring her things, but Aunti says they're filthy little beasts and aren't worth even keeping as pets..."

LOL'ing at the terrier =)

@Cara: Your amnesiac archetype doesn't apply to 0-level spells, btw. You'll want to pick all four of those

You are correct! Missed that, thanks!

"Shoo! Shoo! You get out of here!"
Cara squints and waves her hands forcefully at the rat South of her, causing a Telekinetic Projectile

Ranged Attack Roll: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 2 bludgeoning.

Recall that Cara has Darkvision

Almost absentmindedly, Cara says,"Hey, who's there?"

She seems strangely fascinated by the contents of the warehouse, and begins rummaging in one of the coffins...

Cara sniffs the air, covers her pale eyes with her hand and squints.

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15

Cara takes the wand from Molos, squints at it, nods, and then begins a pantomime of conducting an orchestra.
She stops the performance several times to shake her finger and scowl at several imaginary members of the group.
"You're out of tune! Tune up! Tune up or find a new job!"

"BEEEE a dolphin!"
Cara pantomimes a breaststroke gesture and falls in behind the adventurers.
"MEEE BEEE Pathfinder!"
Cara removes a compass from her pack and starts pretending to follow a trail while sniffing like a dog.

The girls cocks her head to one side, then looks up and down at herself, and points to the middle of her chest.
Confused, she looks at the knight beside her with an imploring look.
"Come on, child," he says, "no games today."

"Cara! Cara Cara...Cara!.. cara..."
The child looks sheepishly at her feet and tugs nervously at her smock.

"Very good. Verrry good! Let's be havin' ye, then! Off you go!"
The knight rolls his eyes, fixes you with a stare and says,
"Good luck with this one. No idea what Her Nibs wants with this one, but I'd ask you to look after her little poppet."

"You lot there. Stop!"
Turning, you see a Chelish Knight with the sigil of House Dralneen hurriedly chasing down the street after you.
"Here is your sixth.
Don't stare at me like that. Valsin's orders...
and my lady's."

Turning, he steps aside and reveals a small, pale girl wearing little more than a smock.

Female N Psychic 1 | HP: 8/8| AC: 12 (12 Tch, 10 Fl) | CMB: -2, CMD: 10 | F: +1, R: +2, W: +0 | Init: +2 | Perc: +4, SM -2 | Speed 30ft | Spells: 0th 4/N 1st 2/4| Active conditions: None.
'Cara' is, to all appearances, a young Human girl. Upon first glance, many would attest that she is the single most unlikely Pathfinder recruit they have ever seen. Besides her apparent age, she is uncommonly thin, to the point of being frail. Relatively unequipped, she wears little more than a thread-bare smock, shoes, and a bindle with a few odd, assorted possessions.
She speaks softly, and often looks completely lost in her own thoughts, although she has an unwavering and, to many, extremely unnerving stare.

Hello All -
My name's Drew. I'm a long-time tabletop RPG'er (like, back to the late 70's - no that's not a typo >.<), and not new to PFS, but have never played PbP before. I'm currently a student, which makes getting to my local lodges games a little difficult, but mostly I'm trying to experience RPG's from a different angle. I'm also going to run some games online on Roll20 to that effect.

I agree to post daily, or notify the GM if I am temporarily unable to do so. I promise to respect others and to allow everyone - myself included - to have fun playing.

This looks like it's full up, but if a spot is open I'd love to play. I'm on my 3rd season of PFS but have never played PbP before.
'Cara' is, to all appearances, a young girl. She appears thin, pale and quite sickly, but has an unwavering and, to many, extremely unnerving stare.
Zarta Dralneen took pity on this young girl and has endeavored to find her a place within the ranks of the Pathfinders, perhaps leading to some clues regarding her identity.
[Cara is a Dhampir Psychic with the Amnesiac and Formless Adept Archetypes]