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Scenario #1: Krush Makes Friends

Primary Success Conditions:
O Protect Prizm

Secondary Success Conditions:
O Don't Die
O Make friends with Sigríðr

Reporting:
O Check box A if he still has his CLW wand at the end
O Check box B if he ever has to attack with his Klar
X Check box C if he and Sigríðr are BFFs

:( :( :( :( :(

Krush smiles.

"I'm just glad nobody went splat like that lizard!"

If the flank is a valid space, I'll take it, factoring without for now.

Krush has seen the trog cast spells and wants to prevent him from doing so anymore. He swings his hammer down hard.

Attack!: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25

Damage!: 2d6 + 7 ⇒ (4, 5) + 7 = 16

Krush double moves, careful to stay out of Sigrid's way.

Krush lifts himself to his feet, stretching and enjoying his freedom.

"That... was not fun," he puts his klar away, picking his earth breaker back up. "Is it dead, or shall I give it another smash?" he asks, looking down at Bert.

Krush growls, letting his earth breaker drop to the ground as he pulls out his klar, stabbing at the frog as he tugs at the tongue.

Klar: 1d20 + 6 - 2 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 6 - 2 + 1 = 14
Klar Damage: 1d6 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 4 + 1 = 9

This is not the type of animal friend that I want. Krush thinks, which comes out as
"ARRRRRGGGGGHHHHH"

Post got eaten..

Krush rushes through the rooms, hammer ready.

"Crush the frog!"

Krush is undamaged and that thing is a living threat, I think he would chase full speed and crush it like his puny mates, if possible.

Krush sees the Trog try to flee and smirks as he takes his swipe at it.

SMASH: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 6 + 1 + 2 = 21 W/Flank if Fhlang threatens.
Damage: 2d6 + 6 ⇒ (4, 3) + 6 = 13

Krush moves in, readying his earth breaker as he moves past the first trog, putting Fhlangorn on the other side of it. He then swings at the other one - to the north - with all of his might.

Attack!: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23
Damage: 2d6 + 6 ⇒ (5, 4) + 6 = 15

Provoking AOOs. Also, pretty sure Fhlang doesn't threaten unless he's attacking, so going for the other.

Player Name: Keith A
Character Name: Krush
PFS # & Character #: 124235 - 14
Faction: Scarabs
Chronicle #: 2
Slow/Normal advancement: Normal
Starting XP: 1
Starting Fame: 2
Starting Prestige: 0
Starting Gold: 13.2
Day Job Check: None

Krush smiles, thinking he may have finally gotten Sigrid to come around. He braces against the wall and wedges the crowbar in, yanking at the door.

TEAMWORK: 1d20 + 4 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 4 + 2 + 2 = 16

Assuming the Infernal goes off as well.
Krush sighs and stretches as his wounds are patched up slowly.

"Thank you friends. That wand is quite unique.." Looking at his belt, then his pack he frowns. "Two acids left after that. Hopefully we do not run in to more."

"Back to the stairs, which I promise not to block this time!" Krush declares, picking up his crowbar and following Sigrid.

Krush lets out a guttural growl as he pulls another flask, throwing it directly into the swarm of bats in front of him.

Throw: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 4

Taking 1 bleed and 1 splash, likely, putting me to -7

Krush's eyes go wide as he sees the bats swarm Sigrid.

"Geez, get out of there Sigrid! I'll blast them!"

Krush reaches for his bandolier and pulls a vial, burning red. He swings his arm back, muscles tensed, waiting.

Ready Alchemist's Fire to throw once Sigrid is out of the swarm, target is the far square of the swarm, will 5ft to available place to keep it in 10ft range increment if needed.

Throw!: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9
Fire: 1d6 ⇒ 3 Catch fire on direct hit for another 1d6 on their turn.

Nah, we all just sit back and watch as Sigrid takes her time opening it. ;)

Crush pulls out his crowbar again, approaching the door and looking to Sigrid.

"Could you help, since we have a bit more room this time and I don't have my excessive size?"

W/ or W/o Sigrid's help...
Door Opening: 1d20 + 4 + 2 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 4 + 2 + 2 + 1 = 15 Str + Crowbar + Muscle + Guidance

Krush shakes his head, chuckling.

"Good catch Bert."

He follows behind Sigrid, his Wayfinder shining and ruining her darkvision.

"Come, everyone, if you are done with the reading! There is much to be found in this tower, I feel."

Krush shrugs at Sigrid as he shrinks down to size.

"Apologies. It was not my intention to block the door."

He sighs and breaths deep, looking around for a few moments, unable to help with the scrolls.

"Speaking of doors!" he bellows, pointing across the room. "I believe I see one."

DOT

"Prizm, this world seems... strange. I think it is not for us. Please take us back to the angry dwarf lady."

"Ahhh! Dangit!" Krush says, putting out the flames from his armor.

Reflex: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 2 = 13
Half takes me down to 4. Two channels, up to 11.

As his wounds patch up, Krush moves in to the room to get a bit farther from the crowd. He looks about, popping his wand from his wrist sheath and tapping himself with it.

CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
And full.

Tucking the wand back into his sheath, he looks back at the others.
"Teamwork, eh?"

1 round move, 1 round break, 1 round combat, 2 round channel, 1 round putting my wand away. 4 rounds to go on the Enlarge, if I'm correct, so I'll shrink momentarily.

"Oww! Stupid Skeletons. Get Fhlangy out of here."

Krush drops his crowbar, pulls his earth breaker, and swings it back carefully before bringing it low through the doorway and slamming it against the skeleton.

Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21
Damage: 3d6 + 7 ⇒ (1, 4, 6) + 7 = 18

Krush smirks, gripping his large crowbar.

"Please, now that I'm large, let me try," he says, lumbering up the steps, doing his best to not step on anyone.

If allowed to get into position...
DOOOOOOOOOR!: 1d20 + 5 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 5 + 2 + 2 = 27 +5 Str, +2 Crowbar, +2 Muscle of the Society

Unable to see to the top of the stairs, Krush waits with his hammer on his shoulder. As Bert comes over, he smiles at him, stepping this way and that as he tries to push him. He nods, then looks up the spiral.

"Everything alright? Trouble with the door?"

I do have the 'Muscle of the Society' trait, so doors are part of what I'm built for.

Krush falls to the back, looking in at the happy lizard before following the rest of the group.

I never had a pet before. Why don't animals like me?

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

I got no idea and no Arcana. If possible, if nobody strikes out and it seems to be patient, Krush would attempt Wild Empathy at +1, -4 if it's a Magical Beast

Krush moves up and hands over the banner to Sgt Blue, getting his hands back onto his weapon and nodding at Fhlangorn.

"Let's do it if we're going to do it! There's a whole lotta daylight left."

"Fish people of course!" Krush states, wandering into the room, glancing around at the equipment. He gives his eyes a moment to adjust before looking at the dagger and shield. "Too small, unfortunately. All of it."

He wanders to where Sigrid points, lifting up the banner in one hand, giving it a few hard shakes to clear it of debris and dust. "Fire bird!"

He smiles at the rest of the party and shrugs, indicating he has no idea what it is or what it means.

Krush smiles as he feels divine guidance flow through him, stepping up and pulling out his earth breaker again.

"Come out and play, stinky ones!"

Ready to attack w/flank, after Sigrid (in case she takes it out)

Krush keeps quiet, standing aside and allowing psychic-dwarf-man to open the door, if he is so inclined. He smiles at Sigrid in the light of the wayfinders while shrugging his shoulders.

Steaaaaaaalth: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18

"Ah, subtlety. Of course." Krush says, lowering his voice. "More spiders? Vampires? Demons?"

He pauses for a moment, looking around.

"I have been lead to believe that mummys are a grand problem."

Steaaaaalth: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

Krush shakes his head, aiming his own Wayfinder inside the room and stepping in, glancing around with the excess of light coming from behind him.

Krush shrugs.

"Who am I to question fate?" he says as he moves over to the left door, looking it over closely, letting people position themselves behind him before pushing it open.

I'm at work Thursday and Friday, so of course I have plenty of time to post.

As Krush wraps his rope up, he smiles at the slightly higher view they get from here.

"Moving up in the world!" he laughs lightly. "Thank you for getting us up here Sigríðr. Please, allow me to take the next risk, with the door."

He moves over to it and starts examining it closely, gripping his earth breaker tight in one hand.

Perceive the Door!: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6
This is a mighty fine door that is certainly safe.

Waiting for everyone to catch up/ready on the ledge.

Krush shakes his head, looking out away from the tower as the others scurry up the side of the tower. He trusts Sigrid to watch Prizm for a few moments before he secures his hammer and starts to climb, taking his time to the top. Once he reaches the landing he stretches, makes sure his light is on, and pulls his earth breaker back out.

Shoot... do rerolls work on those?

After examining the tower stairs and the rubble, Krush makes his way back outside, setting his earth breaker against the tower and pulling open his pack. After rummaging, he pulls out his rope and grappling hook. He begins connecting the two before looking at his companions, at which point he begins knotting the rope instead.

"Of course Siggy! Those of us who can carry the gear should have the gear for the job, right?"

Ninja'd by GM. As long as someone suggests east, that's where I'll toss.

Krush shrugs, looking at this weapon.

"Steel I suppose. Iron. I have not given it much thought. It is heavy and does its job well." Krush gives a considering shrug this time. "At some point, I will find something stronger, I'm sure. And what of your weapons? What are they made out of?"

As he talks, he moves over to the door in the room, carefully avoiding the refuse left behind by the spider. He looks the door over carefully, then forcefully pushes it open.

Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16
Looks good!

Krush laughs at Sigrid's comments, shaking his head as he moves up next to her.

"You took the bad end of the web. Please, let me take the next one."

After surveying his allies, Krush faces himself forward, shining his wayfinder into the room, both hands on his earth breaker as he walks forward.

As long as nobody stops him, Krush enters the next room.

Krush looks over his companions, sighs, then goes back outside to fetch his klar. On the way back in, he stops at the entrance, turning the light on on his Wayfinder, then entering, looking at the ceiling.

"I'm glad we are all ok..." he says slowly, squinting up into the darkness. "Sigríðr, friend, I trust you to keep an eye on the darkest corners. My eyes are not as fine as yours."

Krush keeps looking for a moment or two longer before turning to Prizm. He holds out his hands, one at a time, shaking his weapons.

"Earth breaker!" he says proudly, holding out his gigantic spiked hammer. "It can crush, well, anything that I've encountered thus far." He holds out the top half of an abnormally large wolf skull. Sticking out of where its mouth would be is a crude looking straight blade. "Klar! Offensive and defensive! Maybe offensive as well, to some." He gives out a hearty laugh. "One day, I will return to my people to learn to use them both in unison."

Taking the good spot!

"Ah! More to smash!" Krush drops his Klar, rushing into the room, nearly tripping as he hits the rubble. "Dang ancient ruins and their questionable engineering!"

Picking his way through the rocks carefully and slowly, Krush gets in to face the spider as his effort is expended.

Double move, earth breaker in hand.

Quick question - the break might help a bit, but what kind of light are we looking at inside?

Scenario #1: Krush Makes Friends

Primary Success Conditions:
Protect Prizm

Secondary Success Conditions:
Don't Die
Make friends with Sigríðr

Reporting:
Check box A if he still has his CLW wand at the end
Check box B if he ever has to attack with his Klar
Check box C if he and Sigríðr are BFFs

"Ah, Sigríðr, is it not good to help eachother out once in a while?"

Krush smiles, pulling out his Klar and starting to scrape the ruins of the dog from between the spikes of his earth breaker.

"If one of you could help with a bit of water, perhaps..." he says, shaking his klar clean again before going back to picking. "I know that some of your gods like that trick."

He turns to Prizm, nodding his head. "All good?

Krush is caught by surprise as the dogs rush up, but quickly readies his weapon, stepping closer into the fray.

"Poor pups, probably starving out here.." he says, a hint of sorrow in his voice as he brings his heavy mallet down upon one.

Attack!: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26
Damage: 2d6 + 6 ⇒ (4, 5) + 6 = 15

WHOOPS let's waste a 20...
Confirm: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16
Confirm Damage: 4d6 + 12 ⇒ (5, 2, 5, 3) + 12 = 27

42 damage... maybe it survives...?

Krush smiles and pulls his earth breaker from his back, testing his grip on it as he looks at the fortress, then to his companions.

"So here we are. Prizm, please stay near and behind." He activates his Wayfinder, causing the light to radiate out. "I am more than happy to take the lead, friends, if none of you are eager."