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Lefdam feels the last string of his life force pull tight…and then snap…the next thing he expected to happen…was…well…nothing at all. It was a surprise to him when moments after the last string let loose…he was standing again.

He did not need to investigate his surroundings at all to know what had just happened. He is dead and this is the Pharasmas domain. The Boneyard.

Lefdam has read much about this place. It is said that you see a representation of something/someone important to you and that they will lead you on to your soul’s final resting place. Lefdam wonders who or what this might be for him.

He waits…for a long…time…though, he knows that time does not flow here the same way it does in the living world…and nothing or no one appears before him. Nothing flashes in the distance to signal which way he was supposed to go. So, he sits…and waits.

Worry starts to creep in. Worry that he had distanced himself from everyone for so long…that everyone that was important to him…no longer cared.
Then it hit him. It hit him like a ton of bricks. Truthful…painful bricks…

His loneliness…is his guide.

Yes, he had family…but he cut ties with them the moment he learned that they were as evil as anything that he had fought throughout his time with his companions. He had no friends…no lovers…no children. He was alone…and he had always been alone…and now…he will spend eternity alone.

It is fitting, Lefdam supposes. He never really cared to be around people much anyway. He cared immensely for every living thing…but that didn’t mean he had to like them...or enjoy their company. That dichotomy made him chuckle...if a dead man can chuckle.

With a sigh…Lefdam Odum stands and begins to walk. He had nowhere he planned to go…he just decided that walking was the best thing at this moment.

The last thing that the soul of Lefdam remembers before it was finally taken away into oblivion is the faces of his companions. The only people that seemed to really care about him. This makes him smiles as he drifts off into nothingness.

Lefdam, in a last ditch effort to do SOMETHING to this f&!#ing thing, takes a big swipe at the creature with the glass shard...

DEATH SHARD: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (15) + 11 = 26
DEATH SHARD DMG: 1d4 + 4 + 3 + 2d6 ⇒ (4) + 4 + 3 + (6, 2) = 19

Lefdam, in a rage, swings at the Heart with the glass shard.

Glass Shard attack: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (9) + 11 = 20
glass Shard damage: 1d4 + 4 + 3 + 2d6 ⇒ (2) + 4 + 3 + (2, 4) = 15

Lefdam looks on in horror as Speck, someone he called a friend, is murdered in front if his eyes. Only for a moment though as he hears Nightshade yell for him to pick up the dagger.

He moves past the Heart attempting to not take a hit as he does so

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21

Once he reaches the other side he quickly reaches down and picks up the dagger. He hopes that Rupert can hold on for a little while longer...

Lefdam shakes off the temporary paralysis and attacks the damn thing again knowing full well that it may lead to another bout of paralysis.

Unarmed Strike: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 8 + 2 = 19
Unarmed Strike: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

Unarmed Strike: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 8 + 2 = 16
Unarmed Strike: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

Lefdam, now bleeding for some reason, tries to calm himself once more after missing his target completetly. He lashes out with a flurry of attacks.

Knowledge Planes: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9

Unarmed Strike: 1d20 + 8 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 8 + 2 + 1 = 28
Unarmed Strike: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

Unarmed Strike: 1d20 + 8 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 8 + 2 + 1 = 12
Unarmed Strike: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

Unarmed Strike: 1d20 + 8 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 8 + 2 + 1 = 22
Unarmed Strike: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

Using last Ki point for the 3rd attack

Lefdam moves up 25 feet to stand next to Speck so that he is not in the way of Nightshade and his magic handbanger.

He takes a moment to calm his nerves and then throws a punch at the Heart.

Unarmed Strike: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9

Legal, quiet through all of this mainly because Rupert and Speck are more skilled at this kind of thing, finally finds a time to useful and steps up next to Rupert to help with the wall. They are both better equipped at taking blows from whatever lies in the otherside.

knowledge religion: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20

Lefdam will relay this to his companions. Y'all can look at the applicable spoiler

Lefdam moves up next to Speck and, seeing as everyone else does not want to try and talk to this thing, takes a swing at the creature.

Unarmed Strike: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28
Unarmed Damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11

Crit Confirm: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10

Lefdam fallows behind Speck and will take a look into the room once the door is opened.

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20

Lefdam needs some kind of healing to get back to full speed

Lefdam mumbles something to himself about being stupid and rushing into an obviously dangerous room as he meanders back to the group limping with pain.

"Well, that was...interesting...I say we head upstairs. Seems like the next most logical destination.

Lefdam steps into the room and up to the chair that Nightshade took a chunk out of. He winces at the pain from doing so but knows that they need to deal with these things.

He, as silly as he feels in doing so, takes a swing at the chair.

Unarmed Strike: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13
Damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

"Can you tell us more about Elenuta? What is makes her so dangerous? Is there anything we can do to calm her down? I think you already know we are going into her room...so...perhaps you can help us...help her?

He smiles a little as he says the last bit.

Lefdam pats Speck on the back and takes a step into the room as quietly as he can and takes a look around.

Stealth: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22
Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28

Knowledge (Planes): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17

Lefdam has no idea what these things are either but they do not look like they want to have tea and crumpets.

He unleashes an attack on the thing standing in front of him.

Unarmed Strike: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27
Flury of Blows: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24

Unarmed Strike Owies: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10
Flury of Blows Ouchies: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10

Lefdam nods to Rupert. "You would have done the same for me. I glad we didn't lose you there.

Lefdam watches as Speck does his thing and then follows everyone in when Speck deams it safe.

Lefdam steps into the room and takes a look around.

[Dice=Perception] 1d20+8 [/b]

Lefdam, seeing that Speck and Rupert are tending to Ruperts injuries, walks over to Nightshade. He is a bit hesitant at first. This...man?...has not been the most talkative of...people?...that Lefdam has ever met but he looks lost in thought and Lefdam figures he might as well go talk to him.

"Hey man! You look lost in thought...whats going on? I know you are not one to talk about what's on your mind...but...sometimes it helps.

Lefdam winces at his own words. He's never been good at this stuff. Social interactions have always been one of those things the Lefdam never got used to.

Lefdam moves up next to Speck and in front of Nightshade. With only a small amount of hesitation, he takes a swing at the creepy puppy dog.

Unarmed Strike: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26
Unarmed Strike DMG: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10
Concealment: 1d100 ⇒ 85

Lefdam climbs up the to the floor that everyone else is on, pauses to catch his breath, and then starts running again stopping just inside the door next to Speck.

"Drinks are on me after all this is over" he says to Speck hunched over trying to catch his breath.

Lefdam snaps out of his fear, feels embarrassed for a moment, and then hustles his way back to where his companions are.

Lefdam looks at his companions and gives them the classic "WTF?" look after taking down the second creature. He then shoots them all a smile.

"Maybe next time you all could help me out a little, huh?! Lefdam says and then bursts out in a fit of laughter.

Wants he calms down and catches his breath he nods to Rupert, "Thank you, good sir. That was needed."

Lefdam looks to Nightshade and grins, "You really need to stop putting yourself in those situations! You're liable to get yourself killed..again..."

He chuckles at his own joke.

"Well...this was fun. Should we go back to the ladder and see what's up there?"

Lefdam winces at the bite but lets the pain add fuel to his anger.

He lets out a deep growl and attacks once again.

Unarmed Strike: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 8 + 2 = 19
Flurry of Blows: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 8 + 2 = 19
Ki Strike: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 8 + 2 = 12

Unarmed Strike Damage: 1d8 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 4 + 2 = 9
Flurry of Blows Damage: 1d8 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 4 + 2 = 11
Ki Strike Damage: 1d8 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 4 + 2 = 9

Lefdam watches as the creature falls from his onslaught of attacks.

Emboldened by his kill, Lefdam looks at the other creature and smiles as he throws another flurry of attacks at it.

Unarmed Strike: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 8 + 2 = 13
Flurry of Blows: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 8 + 2 = 22
Ki Strike: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 8 + 2 = 26

Unarmed Strike Damage: 1d8 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 4 + 2 = 12
Flurry of Blows Damage: 1d8 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 4 + 2 = 7
Ki Strike Damage: 1d8 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 4 + 2 = 13

Makes a mental note to stock up on potions of bullstrength

Lefdam takes a shot at the Necrophidius that is moving into Position.

Unarmed Strike (AOO): 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 8 + 2 = 28
Unarmed Strike (AOO): 1d8 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 4 + 2 = 11

He then continues his assault with 3 rapid punches to the same enemy.

Unarmed Strike: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 8 + 2 = 24
Flurry of Blows: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 8 + 2 = 19
Ki Strike: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 8 + 2 = 28

Unarmed Strike Damage: 1d8 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 4 + 2 = 13
Flurry of Blows Damage: 1d8 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 4 + 2 = 8
Ki Strike Damage: 1d8 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 4 + 2 = 8

If I kill the first one then I will switch targets and hit the other one instead

Lefdam moves up to the other side of Nightshade and takes a swing at the first Necrophidius.

Unarmed Strike: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 8 + 2 = 29
Unarmed Strike Damage: 1d8 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 4 + 2 = 13

Lefdam studies the target to try and figure out what this thing is.

Knowledge Arcana: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17

Lefdam shouts out to everyone what he knows about these creatures and then, not having much he can do with Rogan in the way, grabs a potion of bull strength from his pack and drinks it.

Everyone can look at the appropriate spoiler

It lasts 1 minute/level...not sure how to calculate that exactly...but there you have it

Lefdam walks to the bones and examines them.

Heal Check: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20

Lefdam turns to his companions and reports his findings. "These are the fingers and toe bones of humanoid"

Lefdam nods to Nightshade and makes his way over to the door. He attempts to open it a very, very stealthy manner.

Stealth: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18

Lefdam moves into the room and takes a look around to see if Speck missed anything.

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25

Very nice...I assume there is nothing else here...but wanted to double check anyway

"Well...should we go up...or through the door? Lefdam asks his companions.

I am ready whenever everyone else is. Only so much preparation we can do for this fight. Whatever it is we end up facing will be tough...but I think we can handle it... Lefdams face of worry betrays his words a bit. He feels confident...but after the last battle with shadow creatures...he is finding it hard to show that confidence outwardly.

Knowledge Planes: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18

Lefdam indulges in the food. He learned long ago that when a good meal is presented to him, he should partake. Food was scarce for him growing up.

After eating he allows himself to be pulled to the side with Rogan.

"Yes, I do actually know some useful tidbits about these infernal Shae creatures. First, asking if they "cast a shadow" is a bit of an odd statement when it comes to these creatures. They are native to the shadow plane and thus are MADE of shadow.

Lastly, probably also related to their existence in the shadow plane, their touch will chill you to the bone.

He thinks about this for a moment. "Much like the creatures that we fought in the chanderly. This makes me even more confident that destroying this mirror will take care of the tallowthroat issue in this town. It is far too coincidental. I do not believe in coincidence.

"I for one do not see anything else we should do around here. Everyone we wanted to talk to has been talked to. Perhaps we should rest for the evening and then check out the mirror in the morning.

Lefdam looks around at his companions looking for some input.

Lefdam studies the houndmaster and tries to get a sense of his..well...motives...

Sense Motives: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19

"Can you tell us why you are the only one that was allowed to stay? I cannot believe that it is simply to take care of his favorite hound..."

"Well, I for one believe we should go speak with Gavril. If nothing else than to check on him as we were asked to do so. Perhaps after that we can all sit down and decide how we are going to take care of this mirror business."

Lefdam thinks a bit on Ruperts questions.

"Hmmm...it is hard to say. The books did not talk in exacts when it came to that kind of thing, unfortunately. It could be any other above...or something totally unexpected. Either way...I do not think it is going to happy with us.

Lefdam nods to Nightshade. "He may be an idiot...but please...do not kill him...yet He shoot another glance at Stepan before starting dig away at books.

Knowledge Arcana: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9
Knowledge History: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24
Knowledge Religion: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24
Knowledge Planes: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26

Lefdam unfolds his arms and walks over to Stepan. He takes the books without a word and then finds a quiet place to sit and begin reading.

"I will look over these books. If the rest if you wish, you can take..him... He shoots a still angry look at Stepan to the Church to make sure he is who he says he is.

Lefdam stands there for a moment in complete shock at the long confession this man has just given them. He was not expecting such an outburst.

"You FOOL! This comes out of him much louder and stronger than even he expected. "You have doomed your entire village because you got greedy and what's more...you sacrificed your own family to do so all because you do not have the bravery to go through with the deal that you made. Lefdam pauses to take a deep breath and calm himself. This is not like him...but this man has made him furious. Lefdam takes a couple more calming breaths, closes his eyes, and collects himself a little. "I suggest you thank the gods that your wife's family wanted to check up on their daughter amd grandson...otherwise your actions here would have meant the end of an entire village...if not worse. I do not speak for the rest of my friends here...but I will do all I can to help...but know it is not to help you...but to help your town and your family.

Lefdam moves in a little bit closer to Stepan. Close enough that the man can feel his breath on his face. "And one last thing. If any of my companions here are hurt...or worse...because of your foolishness...there will not be a place in Golarion that you would be able to hide from me. He stands there for a moment longer before breaking his gaze and taking a spot in the back of the library. He stands there with his arms folded staring at Stepan.

Lefdam waits for a reply to Rupert's question and then steps up and decides to ask one of his own seeing that no one else is going to ask it.

"I am also grateful for offering us a place to stay and we are certainly willing to assist this town as we can see what great need it has for an answer to its problems. One question that I do have for you, Baron, is if you know anything about what was going on in the Chanderly. We investigated the disappearance of Lucians daughter and it brought us there...what we found was...disturbing...to say the least. A Lurker-in-Light was there conducting some very strange research, or so he called it, which consisted of 2 townsfolk that appeared to have no idea what they were doing when they attacked us and then several others, including Lucians daughter, were stuck inside large vats of wax. Luckily, we were able to rescue all the townsfolk, but the Lurker got away. Before leaving he informed us that he was conducting this research at your behest. Is this true? And if so...to what end?"

Lefdam thinks through all the events. Some of it is still a bit fuzzy for him after all he had been through. He then remembers a very important piece of information and adds it...almost as an afterthought.

"Oh! We also found Catalina...dead...also covered in dried wax. Please...explain...if you can

Lefdam follows Anya and his companions into Stepans study and casually investigate his surroundings.

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12

FFS!

He does not notice anything out of ordinary.

Lefdam decides to stay back ways near where Rogan is standing and let Speck do the talking. He has always been better with words than Lefdam ever could be.

Lefdam looks at his companions "Stepan first and then Gavril?

Lefdam felt very good walking around town with Speck. He had been starting to think that he had lost his edge when his knowledge failed him recently but now that he was out and about investigating and help things along, he has started to get his confidence back.

Lefdam studies the statues as they walk by.

knowledge nobility: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14
knowledge religion: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16

He listens to Rogan and Anya talk. When they are finsished Lefdam will ask about Gavril.

"Can you tell us anything about Gavril? Can we speak with him at all?

"Rogan is correct. I would not be so quick to dismiss these tales, Ionela. We have been here for only a few days now and have already seen things that might explain where these stories are coming from."

Lefdam stands up and stretches his limbs a little after being in bed for so long.

"Speck. I believe I will go with you about town and try to drum up some intel on what is going on this town. Maybe my years of studying will finally provide some assistance. At the very least...it will be good for legs to get out of here for a while."

Lefdam lays on the bed still feeling miserable. So far, he has staved off the worse part of this Tallowthroat but he gets the feeling he is not out of the woods yet.

He does, however, feel like he is back to full strength. He is hoping that with another day of rest he will be in the clear and ready to return to this adventure.

Fortitude Save (+4 Rogan help)(+5 Fort) vs Tallowthroat: 1d20 + 4 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 4 + 5 = 23

Fort Check: 1d20 + 4 + 5 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 4 + 5 + 5 = 19

Lefdam accepts Rogans assistance (+4) and also takes the antiplauge that he bought earlier(+5)

I say we take 10 for the first day on my Tallowthroat and see what happens with that. If it fails, I still have my Antiplague and the +4 with Rogan's heal check so...while success is never guaranteed...it does make me feel a bit better. I can make my rolls. Just tell me when