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Khoda flashes a smile to the others, "Fight smart. Fight well. And give 'em a good show."

Khoda clangs his sword across his buckler and rushes forward. "Come and let's see who the Gods favor today!" he shouts as he drops into a defensive stance.

Khoda selects a longsword from the rack. He tests the weight with a few practice swings
"Ah, yes, a fine blade indeed," he says as he taps on the practice weapon's blade.

Khoda waits patiently for most everyone be to choose a persona but finally steps forward to select one for himself.

"Bu Lo Dama. A fine man, I'm sure. And a good color as well."

Khoda slips the mask on and turns to face the group, "Listen up, sailors. Stick together. Act accordingly. Play your part. We'll all be fine. A toothy smile forms as Khoda speaks.

"I'm sure your city is a marvel," Khoda says before taking another sip from his cup. "The last city I was in, well, we were actually in the sewers so, as long as we're staying out of any sewers, I'm sure to love your city."

Khoda nods along as the others elaborate on their particular skills, his gaze passing over each of his comrades as they spoke. ”Perhaps, Eka, you and I might find ourselves fighting shoulder to shoulder…” the man pauses to consider their destination, ”though I hope bloodshed can be avoided. If we do come into some sort of conflict, know that I consider myself a fairly capable swordsman.”

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”I must admit that until speaking with Okaze here, I’d not heard anything about wayangs. Chalk it to growing up in Almas.” Khoda accepts a cup of tea and blows some of the steam off before sipping, ”Not very many chances to meet someone that isn’t at least half human. I too would be honored to assist in your ceremony. What would we need to do?”

The broad shouldered man plants his feet and places his hands on his hips. A toothy grin spreads from ear to ear as he surveys the others though it wavers as his eyes pass over Miseria. A faded amethyst cloak flaps in the wind revealing the blue and white uniform of the Steel Falcons beneath.

"Name's Khoda," a gust of wind sends sea spray across Khoda's face and leaves his beard full of salty droplets, "and bless the Gods, it feels good to be back on a ship!"

Khoda rests one hand on the pommel of the sword at his hip.

"My, we are an... eclectic group, aren't we? If nothing else, this will surely be an interesting trip."

Player Name Chapel Ty'El
Character Name Khoda Isaad
Society Number 66576-5
Fast/Slow Track Fast
Day Job roll None

Khoda is in position with his shortbow. Though I imagine he'll drop it rather quickly in favor of the sword. Normally Khoda would be all for negotiations but it seems as though that has been tried and has failed.

Khoda hesitates before accepting the arrows, "I will do my best to put them to good use. Unless, someone else might prefer these?" He slips the arrows into his quiver and sets about helping the others prepare.

Tripline? I can offer a rope. Moving sarcophagus? I can offer muscle.

Looking at the map, the sarcophagi were my first idea. Then kept reading and realized I'm not special.

"These Steel Wyverns are proving to be worse than I initially thought."

Khoda takes the extract and tucks it into a side pouch is his pack for later use, "Thank you. I'll make sure to put it to good use. I agree that if we could create some sort of barricade we might be able to buy some time with ranged weaponry. Maybe even give these scum enough trouble that they turn away before making inside the sanctuary."

Khoda pulls a vial of bubbling fluid acid flask from his pack, "I can use my bow and I have two of these. But I admit that I am much better with the blade."

Khoda takes a step forward, his eyes passing over the youth before landing on the beggar.

"We've come looking for the Almsman. We believe he may be able to us help someone else.' Khoda produces a gold piece and holds it out for either of the pair to take, "Might you be able to lead us to him, friend?"

Khoda groans as heclimbs to his knees, "These ol' bones don't move the way they used to." Khoda offers his hand to Angoldir, partly in a gesture of good will, partly in need of help getting to his feet.

"You here the stories as a boy about heroes narrowly escaping big explosions. Never thought I'd get the chance to do the same...and bungle it."

This is gonna hurt.

Reflex: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Noice.

Khoda hesitates but puts the torch away at the suggestion of the elf. "I see, well, in that case. I suppose I'll be relying on you lot to see."

Note: Khoda is in his 40's. But I think it's hilarious that an elf would still consider him a young man.

Khoda will light a regular torch.

Apologies on the delayed update. Our systems went down at work on Thursday and I got roped into helping with getting things back up and running.

Though Khoda bristles every time the masked woman insults Andoran, he forces himself to let it slide. After all, not everyone is a fan of freedom and equality. Who was he to judge? United in their allegiance to the Society, it would take the woman praising the merits of slavey to fully draw his ire.

”I’m not normally a fan of leading with threats but,” Khoda says to Shayna as he joins the woman, ”the scum that prey on innocents rarely respond to diplomatic missions, eh?” Still, Khoda draws his sword once out of sight of the thug. No telling how long before the trio rediscovered their courage and sent word for more of their friends.

I mean, I don't wanna end up dead. But, I also saw the levels of everyone else on the sheet ahead of time.

That being said, I'ma vote lower.

The Paladin checks his pack before heading for the group sets out, ”If something has effected a fellow Pathfinder’s mind,” the older man says, ”then it is up to us to see he is taken car of, or, at the very least, that justice is brought to whatever has struck him with madness.”

Khoda slings his backpack over one shoulder and beams at the others, ”Looks like we’re heading into the sewers, eh? Never somewhere fun like the courts of Kyonin.”

Once in the streets, Khoda questions anyone that looks as if they might have information pertaining to their mission. ”It would appear that these Steel Wyverns are little more than street thugs. They’re no longer the powerful crime syndicate they once were. And this Almsman is some sort of anonymous priest to the poor. If he is truly providing shelter to the beggars, perhaps he’ll be kind enough to lend us assistance.”

"With all do respect, ser," Khoda addresses the old man, a scowl darkening the man’s features, "Andoran is a nation of the people. All are equal in the Birthplace of Freedom." The paladin brushes his faded amethyst cloak over one shoulder to reveal the blue and white uniform of the Eagle Knights, his chest swelling with pride. A moment later, a broad smile beats back the scowl as Khoda runs a hand through his graying hair, ”Then again, if what you say is true, you might be able to provide a different viewpoint as a member of parliament.” The older man scratches his chin and regards the “Prince.” Awfully old to be a prince, he thinks.

Khoda glances around the room at the others, ”Perhaps we should speak with Captain Wallace? I feel the Prince has provided us with enough to get going, no?”

Hi everyone, I wanted to apologize for my absence Friday and over the weekend. I had to rush out of the office Friday because my wife was extremely ill and couldn’t care for our 3 month old by herself (she’s freelancing from home at the moment). I ended up spending all weekend taking care of both of them. I have updates coming.

Just wanted to pop in and say that I saw the message.

I could've sworn I did that. Well, it's done now.

I need the following info for chronicle sheets:
1) Player Name: Chapel Ty'El
2) Character Name: Khoda Issad
3) PFS # 66576-5
4) Faction Grand Lodge
5) Normal or slow : Normal
6) Dayjob roll: N/A

Level 1 Pally with 1 scenario here.

Back from his confirmation, Khoda trudged through the Lodge's door. Sweat plastered hair to his forehead and he wiped grime from his unwashed face.

Khoda collapsed onto the same bar stool from his first visit, his pack and sword dropping to the floor by his feet.

"Something refreshing, if you would be so kind," he muttered to whoever was tending bar.

Khoda's confirmation could have gone better. Could have gone a whole lot worse. Either way, the man was officially a Pathfinder.

Welcome, CaptainBacon!

Oh I know. It looked like you were basically verifying that everyone was still on board for the next part.

That's some ridiculous pacing!

Things happen! I had fun.

I did see you are running Emerald Spire.

Khoda sat up and thanked Huong for once again saving Khoda's life.

"Talmandor's talons...

He muttered a prayer for Janira and punctuated it by spitting on the Minotaur.

Yeah, I figured without the -10 it was already going to be slim (if possible at all).

As soon as I submitted that post I realized that the acrobatics check doesn't matter anyway. I'd have to move at half speed. IGNORE ME!

Khoda rushed forward and launched an attack at the Minotaur hoping to end the fight quickly.

Longsword: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23
Damage: 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10

I think that movement results in an AoO. I can't remember if minotairs have reach or not. But here's a roll just in case.

Acrobatics: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (18) - 1 = 17

Khoda shot a look at Wheeler, confused as to why the ifrit would antagonize the Minotaur. He looked back just in time to see the creature divorce Janira's head from her body.

"You sunuva- You'll reap what you have sown!"

Khoda rushed forward, pulling his sword from its scabbard.

I'll go ahead and use the CLW wand for Wheeler then. Note that I haven't updated my AC above with the stats from the +1 shield. AC is 17, FF 16

Wand CLW: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

Probably good enough!

"By all means, Huong," Khoda said as he readied to launch into the fray.

Khoda put away his bow and began to make his away across the river to the exit.

"All in all, not that bad."

I edited my post to add my turn breakdown.
Just something I try to do in combat.

Sorry, yesterday was super hectic. Left work for 2.5 hours to take my wife to the OBGYN for our 38 week visit. Then came back to multiple meetings. Side note: This kid is coming any time now!

dungeoneering untrained: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (4) + 0 = 4

Sometimes it's best not to know what the creepy crawly is.

Khoda drew his bow and loosed an arrow.

shortbow: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14
damage: 1d6 ⇒ 4

"Well, I don't think this has more than three or for uses left in it but, if anyone needs a little patching up..." Khoda trailed off as the group approached the river.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26

"Anyone else notice the moving mass of mold?"

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21

"Or that pressure plate over here?"

"Nevermind! Just kill it!"

Khoda moved forward and took a swing at the blob.

+1 Longsword: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22
Damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10

Khoda shrugged and strapped the new shield to his arm where the buckler had been.

"I feel safer already."

Using the +1 shield and longsword.

Khoda rushed forward. "Try to lure it out so we can surround it"

Move

I would be ok with Amiri or Seoni as well.

I'm not too keen on running the pregen as well (we've seen my rolls) but I wouldn't mind if no one else wants to do it. As GM, you already have other characters to deal with.

I agree.

I would like to continue.

Note to self: never let another character fall unconscious again.

Seriously though, I don't think Huong's posting speed should be seen as an issue. Most, if not all, GM's that run PbP games on these forums require a minimum of 1 post a day. The fact that we have had multiple lulls in posting is actually amazing to me.

"Any o' ya boys feel a particular attachment to that sword 'n' shield? 'Cause if not..." Khoda trailed off and looked at his own equipment.

Khoda groaned and opened his eyes, "Tell me we at least got 'em all?"

Realizing that Huong used the wand to heal him he gave the wand a flick and cast CLW on himself.

CLW: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10

Khoda grunted and collapsed under the zombie's assault.

stability: 1d20 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (16) + 2 - 1 = 17

Khoda glanced over at the skeleton, "Let's end this quick, boys!"

Keeping his buckler at the ready, Khoda lunged at the zombie again hoping to put the creature down.

Khoda grimaced at the spot where the zombie had struck, "That's definitely gonna leave a bruise." He crouched into a more defensive stance and struck back at the undead. And missed.

He flashed a grin to Wheeler, "We got this."

@Huong

My niece (6) and nephew (2) ask me to do the bacon all the time.

I didn't mean to push anyone into something they didn't want to do. I was just asking for more info before/if we went in. Either way. I'm stoked to smash some skelly bois.

Khoda smirked at the sound of the skeletons rattling. He tried to recall anything that could be of use regarding the undead.

And rushed forward drawing his longsword as he moved.

I no longer need this product.

As the title...
Race:Dwarf
4 levels of Rogue (Unchained, Trapsmith archetype)
Follows a dwarven deity, preferred use of favored weapon
10 levels of ???
Any Paizo source

Role:
Dealing with the traps and...?

We will be playing Tomb of the Iron Medusa module with 3 players in a few days. One player is planning a dwarven Inquisitor/Bolt Ace. The other is also a dwarf, probably "with an axe."

Looking for suggestions on what to do with the other 10 levels, feats, traits, rogue talents to be "the best" at... something, maybe something that uses the sneak attack?

DM makes reasonable accommodations in house rules (ex:make a trait so quarterstaff is finesse-able or while those two archetypes modify the same thing, the modifications don't conflict so you can use both, etc.)

Thanks!

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Character creation: 10 June
First session: 08 July

20 points for ability scores
Max hp at first level
Max gold per starting class
Min 4 + INT skill points/level
2 traits (campaign traits optional)

Suggested starting backgrounds:
You are a member of the Pathfinder Society sent to investigate the odd weather.
You have been sent by the government of Taldor to investigate the same.
You grew up in/around the village of Heldren in Taldor.

If you want to play a witch, especially a "winter witch," or someone from Irrisen, let me know so we can talk about how to make you background work well in the campaign.

Some of you are only recent arrivals to the Taldan village of Heldren, while some of you may have been here a while longer. Regardless, all of you notice that the town has been experiencing an unnatural cold as of late.

Despite the fact that it's the height of summer, heavy snowfall has blanketed the village and the surrounding forests. Investigations into the frozen woods have come up with no answers as to the source of the onslaught of cold, only whispers of an unnatural presence and new, dangerous predators.

In any event, life goes on for the townsfolk, with the only noticeable differences being the hunters and loggers that bundle up for long shifts in the snow and the whispering rumors that drift through the streets.