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I am willing to finish GMing this if nobody else wants to.

Kristof scans the rest of the room for movement, pistol at the ready.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14

Onward to the south-east!

Fumbling through the sticky web, Kristof manages to reload his pistol and aims again at the injured spider.

Attack (vs Touch): 1d20 + 6 - 2 - 2 ⇒ (17) + 6 - 2 - 2 = 19
Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Kristof fires upward at the hungry beast!

Attack (vs Touch AC): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13
Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19

"This doesn't look good." Kristof mutters, motioning at the humanoid cocoons.

Turning to Azeban, Kristof responds "That was the Kelish word for water, in the first room it was the Kelish word for air, but nobody spoke it aloud. If we run across the Kelish words for earth or Abadar forbid fire I suggest nobody speak them."

Looking like and miserable Kristof searches the area.

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13

Kristof reads the Kelish word aloud. Seeing Hekra trying the door, he gives it a shove as well...1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14

Kristof nods at Guitou. "A wise idea."

"Let's kill some spiders" Kristof says.

The GM already said we were no longer blind. :)

Kristof nods, "I've got waterproof bags Azeban. Here you go..." he fishes out one of the bags, holding it open for the sorcerer to drop the documents into.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25

Perception to identify the potion: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7

Kristof spits out the tiny sip of the potion "Taste like bug juice."

Kristof points out the holy water and hands the potion to Hijikata. "Taste spoiled, but maybe you know better? I'll keep one of these vials of holy water, anyone else is welcome to the rest."

Kristof calls out, "I can't see, can anyone else?"

Fort: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

Swinging his axe again...

Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 16
Damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

Drawing his battle axe, Kristof moves up past the blinded Hekra and swings at the wounded frog-thing.

Attack:1d20 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8
Damage:1d8 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Ummm, holy crap 24 points of damage didn't kill this this? This is a tier 1 game right? :)

Shush, you are blind ;)

On his action, Kristof will draw his pistol while moving to the space just west of Keolin and take a shot at the frog-thing!

Attack (vs touch):1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26
Damage:1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Confirm crit! (vs touch):1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14
Damage: adds 3d8 + 3 ⇒ (8, 4, 3) + 3 = 18

Fort: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (20) + 3 = 23 > DC13

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23

Retrieving his axe and drawing his pistol Kristof nods at Keolin. "I'm right behind you boss."

Kristof steps back from the thing, drawing a throwing axe as he does and hurls it at the blob.

Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10
Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

Kristof nods at Azeban. "Seems sound." Laying down the corpse of Maurit, he searches the room carefully.

Take 10, total of 16

Kristof nods towards the open room, "Let's see about leaving her in there."

Kristof holsters his pistol again. "Damn shame. Hate to loose another Pathfinder." He takes the thieves tools and stows them in his backpack. "Just in case." — he smirks. "When we head back to Skyreach we should bring her body with us. In the meantime we should probably store it inside the door here so no animals chew on it." — his eyes roll at his own ironic statement. Stooping down and hefting the corpse onto his shoulder, he stands up looking at Galia and says "Wanna get the door for me?"

Kristof draws his pistol, aiming it at the ghoulish woman. "Guess it's the ground."

Initiative: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9
Attack (vs. touch AC): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14
Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Kristof moves his hand toward his pistol. "Absolutely not. She's going to the temple, or she's going in the ground."

For what's it's worth, Kristof if about this close <.> to putting a bullet in her :)

"Thank you very much Maurit, that was very helpful indeed! Now, please in return allow us to take you to the Temple. There they will feed you."

"Where were you attacked?"

"I think she was bitten by a ghoul, but I'm not entirely sure she's not still infected with ghoul fever."

Kristof moves closer to the woman, "Yes, we would certainly appreciate your help and in return see that the priests of Sarenrae get you the...help you require. Please, if you could, draw me a map and tell me what you encountered within."

Turning to look at his fellow Pathfinders, "Perchance one of you has something she could write on?"

Kristof expresses his concern for Maurit. "Perhaps we should take her to the Temple of the Shining Star in the Ascendant Court? Ghoul fever is nothing to take lightly."

Climb (again): 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (13) + 0 = 13

Kristof nods at Azeban's predicament. "Perhaps I can help you up?"

Aid Other (Climb): 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (20) + 0 = 20

Of course!

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 2 = 20

With a quick flick of his wrist, Kristof holsters the pistol resuming his climb. "Tell us Maurit, what ill has befallen you in this place? Were you sent by that cad Maldris? You wish to help us, but it seems as though you are the one in need of aid?"

Climb: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (3) + 0 = 3

Kristof keeps his calm even though he cannot seem to climb a pile of rocks...

Cussing lightly to himself, Krisoff draws his pistol as he sees his fellow Pathfinder begin a flurry of activity.

Take your time, we'll still be here after you deal with the important stuff. Thanks for letting us know what's going on, but don't worry about us :)

Ack! That sucks man, I hope for the best for you guys!

Climb: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (3) + 0 = 3
Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16

Knowledge (local): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22
Sense Motive: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 2 = 20

Kristof nods at the Trade Prince answering him in Kelish, taking his hand in a firm shake.

Kristof wanders off to enjoy the rest of the evening's festivities.

Kristof snorts, "You wouldn't believe the things the Master of Spells forgot to tell us about our trip to the Mwangi. Occupational hazard, I suspect." Kristof smiles and winks at Venture-Captain Li.

Kristof nods, listening intently.

@Azeban nope. Anything you find during the session you can use but at the end of the session anything you didn't buy goes poof.

Kristof walks over to the well dress Tien man, bowing a few inches toward him. "Greetings to you honored visitor. I am Kristof, of Absalom as of late. I am a junior Pathfinder having only recently passed my Confirmation. What brings you to the city at the center of the world?"

Dressed in the fine clothing of an Osiriani noble house, with the jewelry to match Kristof enters the Lantern Lodge standing tall and proud. With a full, low bow he greets Venture-Captain Li. "The blooming orchids are such a rare treat, it is gracious of you to share them with us this evening. I am Pathfinder Jamison at your request and service."

After the formalities Kristof tries to chat up any similarly dressed or obviously self-important guests.

I will drop 75 gp on a noble's outfit and 100 gp on jewelry to go with it.