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Happy midsummer :)

"Sorry, a lady can only eat so many wafers of hard bread before real food appears like mana." Illthir smiles and forces herself to put away her food. This *was* probably more important then soothing her worn palate.

"Shepherd, you have tended to matters of faith in these lands. Would it interest you to sit on the council for such matters?"

High priest?

"Akiros, (whom hopefully got invited for some food too :p) would you be interested in helping us protect the folks of our fledgling nation? There's many dangers, mundane or monsters; but I hope everyone in our realm will get a chance to thrive."

Marshal?

"Kesten Garess, (whom hopefully also gets some food. If not Illthir will have to ask him later!) you have watched over the guards here. Would you be interested in advising on matters of defense on the council?"

General?

I think we've settled for breaking the pillars and see what happens :)

Have a deadline coming up this tuesday, so won't get too much up before then. I thought I was smart enough to post that to my games, but apparently not. So yeah, here it is at least :p

I'll be short on attention until next tuesday, but after that I'll make sure to pay up :p

Poking the manager seems like a decent start.

We'll build you a paper plane eventually :p

ABJURATION AIR IMPULSE KINETICIST PRIMAL

Trigger A creature within 60 feet is falling.

Gentle currents of air flow upward to slow the creature’s fall. The target’s fall slows to 60 feet per round. The cushion ends when the target reaches the ground, and the creature takes no damage from the fall. The cushion expires if the creature doesn’t reach the ground within 1 minute, but any distance it fell during that minute doesn’t count for any damage the creature would take from the fall. You can’t use Air Cushion again while you have one in effect.

Level (8th) The creature can be within 120 feet and there’s no restriction on the number of Air Cushions you can create at a time.

For reference :)

It's basically Feather Fall from 1e, but as a feat/Air Elemental Impulse. So as long as we fall one by one it's fine. (Now I'm not sure if the lizard carrying shenanigans block this or not but at worst one of them should be safe :p)

As a note I think the pixie also can float nicely, so for a bunch of 1st level adventurers I'd say we are pretty good at falling .p

Society, trained: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24

Well. Ten measures of gold for a small task was still plenty. A lot more then one made selling fresh herbs at the market at least. Hellewen suspected most of Otaris citizens had long since lost their ability to taste. Or smell. As a soft breeze carried yet another wiff of gutted fish to her nose she figured that might in fact have been a blessing. At least they know how to enjoy themselves.

"Agreed." She offered a faint nod and shifted from foot to foot.

My intent was for Phil to essentially have been captured and "sold" when she was still very little. Certainly there's people paying for curiosities like caged sprites, not really caring that they are sentient creatures.

Perp was an elf of few words clad in green. Also wanted for several cases of pottery vandalism :p

Didn't even need to send the moose to get the göögle-rocks to view the clip :p

Sorry to hear that. I hope your stuff works out well and that we see you back here. Good luck :)

Happy Midsummer to you all :)

Kaio glares at the harrow cards, though he can't make out which it is. Certainly not this night. He sees right through it, in a moment of clarity, and all he can see is a damned fool. Really made a mess now... Trying to force his thoughts into a row he searches for a line of play, any long shot or trick, to weasel himself out of this. But as his stomach raced down into the depths - or debts - of hell he knew there were none. None that'd work now. Even if an angel added descended with a chest of gold, he doubted he'd get out of it that way. No, Lamm wanted *something* from him. Enough to pull string. Good. That meant he'd probably see daylight again, with most limbs intact to intact-ish. With a minor sigh of relief Kaio steadied himself. Let's just hope it wasn't all for a laugh.

He takes the card, though clearly not his. Just hope it'd land with the good side up - that was how these worked right? "T-thanks. Mmusthav dropfd it. *urk*" Still holding onto the big man he leans over the end of the ship and empties his stomach into the sea. Better now then under deck. That'd earn a man a beating just on principle. Blerg. A bit better. Not nearly anywhere near good, but better. "Let's talk then..."

With his head clearing up a bit his thoughts raced again, a bit less self centered this time. Emi. F+**. The whole point was that you *weren't* gonna get caught up in my mess. How do I even start to fix this? For the first time in a long while, he missed his old man. W-was this how you felt when you left ..? Argh. Shock and terror were slowly being replaced by frustration and helplessness. With an almost painful effort of concentration her forced himself to stop thinking about anything other then here and now. Not that it'd do much good before he knew what Lamm wanted. And he'd need as much of his wits about him as possible for that encounter.

Thanks! And happy other things too; to my knowledge there's currently Passover and Ramadan as well :)

Mildly bogged down by family atm but there should be proper posting time tomorrow. Hopefully energy too :D

Mm the City. Huge thing it was. And beautiful in its own way. The crowds of people threatening to step on someone a quarter their size; not so much. So exploring at night it was! Just wished the peddlers and merchants were around. She would probably need to find a cooperative tall-folk to visit them. Or charter a runner or something? Eh, later problem.

For now the sprite is more then content to wander the nights, sight-seeing under the light of the stars, the scattered lamps and her own soft glow. Only needed a little care to dodge the gutters and drainage grates.

But oh! There were other people. She stared and waved! They didn't even look drunk out of their mind *or* in the progress of shimmying up a window. Lucky tonight!

Scratch that! the sprite winces as someone yells loudly. Had never quite gotten used to how much air the tall-folk could fit into themselves and their sounds.

"Yes!" the polite one was correct. It sounded like time for heroics! Erytheis hurried towards the alley as swiftly as her legs and wings could carry her in long bounding leaps.

I put the boost into Str, so it's neutral at least.

Also had to pick a key ability modifier - which *looked* like I could pick either - so I picked dex for that one. So whatever class features I get scale off it? Didn't see any of those yet though :p

I'm thinking it'll be a slightly more magical (fey-like if you will!) version of a ranger. With fairy fire bowshots, prestidigitation for shenanigans and magical snowballs :D

(I didn't actually look at the Ranger ranger. Maybe I should have and it had a better fit ... but historically ways martial classes trade into any bit of magic involves kneecapping and I don't wanna wait :p)

So I'm thinking the magical side will be covered by my herbalist master - or perhaps a witch further up the hierarchy? Plus general fey culture training in being sneaky, annoying and prick bullying mortals with bows.

It was delightful to see that skills seemed free/not tied to a class. I wanted acrobatics + stealthy for shenanigans, diplomacy to be somewhat helpful and then I was left with one pick to build on the actually helpful side of the herbalism. In the end I slotted medicine there; hoping mundane healing is a bit shinier in pf2 then pf1 :p But nature/survival were the contenders. Would probably have depended on party composition tbh, they're all pretty close.

Anyhow rambling aside! I envision the Root Magic evolving into real magic. Not quite as focused on it to the exclusion of other things like a witch or shaman, but that'll still be what "I" grew up doing :)

Oh and a bow would be the weapon of choice.

Hmhmhmhm you did just dangle a gnorc there :p

But probably not. I'll take a look around!

And it's been fun so far.

I lowkey suspected that if I came back with "high str orc eldritch knight" this might be pointless :p

So let's hmm go with something that may have opportunities to branch?

"Magical mischief"!

In 1e there would be a few ways to build that - even a prc whose name I didn't want to use for the concept - so let's see how this works out.

Too bare? Too narrow? I'm up for altering or changing concept entirely if needed :)

:(

Sorry to hear that Cueta.

Well maybe that too... But no sense in talking about that before they've dealt with the first thing! Leila shrugged and wrapped her new duster/mantle around her and headed towards their home, The Sunrise Maiden and pumpkin.

Bittersweet, like the end of any good campaign :´)

"They're trying to wreck our engines!" Leila notes in alarm. Her tone grows even more shrill "I'm not sure this ship has safety harnesses!!" Perhaps that was what those arms sewed to her seat was for, but she sure as hell wasn't going to find out!

"Deploying more countermeasures, hope they all miss!"

Improve Countermeasures vs bottom foe. Using one tick of computer!: 2d10 + 25 + 2 + 10 ⇒ (8, 9) + 25 + 2 + 10 = 54

It's strange isn't it? GM is not a floating yellow sphere!

We should dig through our inventories and see if we have any See Invisible spell gems or something :p

We get paid?! Leila blinked once and twice. Oh, that did explain her extra stocks. Truth to be told she had been happy with a % off the merchandise (that's where the real money was after all! Plus she was still looking forward to that promised doll)!

Not quite if that was the ping for Leila or not, but I went with it :p

Inspired by this and her companions heroic speech (just don't think to hard about that one!) the halfling draws her dagger and slips in behind the morgh, in a flanking position. Heroic backstab!!

Trick!: 2d10 + 24 + 4 ⇒ (6, 8) + 24 + 4 = 42

Attack!: 2d10 + 14 + 2 ⇒ (1, 2) + 14 + 2 = 19

Damage?(slashing): 4d4 + 5 + 6d8 ⇒ (3, 2, 1, 1) + 5 + (5, 4, 8, 3, 8, 8) = 48

"Mm!" Leila takes a moment to survey the locker for any nasty surprises, physical or otherwise, then attempts to open it via the computer. Surely this would distract their captain from poking around in cyberspace! And, also equally important; give herself more time to poke around in cyberspace!

Traps? Perception!: 2d10 + 22 ⇒ (4, 3) + 22 = 29

I enjoy the pictures and the music. Just wanted to say that :)

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Reference!

Prerequisites: Racial bonus to Dexterity, size Small.

Benefit: You gain the compression universal creature rule. In addition, you can occupy the same space as an ally of your size or larger without you or your ally taking any penalties for your doing so.

Leila raises her zap gun, delighted that this one didn't want to eat them. Probably. Though ... She wouldn't put it past the corpse fleet to have one of those bio reactors that did people -> power conversions. Dammit!

Trick!: 2d10 + 23 + 4 ⇒ (8, 6) + 23 + 4 = 41

Attack!: 2d10 + 13 ⇒ (9, 5) + 13 = 27

Damage? (electric): 1d4 + 5 + 6d8 ⇒ (2) + 5 + (3, 3, 5, 8, 8, 1) = 35

Cueta can use healing as needed as her "force field."

Ahh yes the "face field" :p

But that's an understandable concern.

"The damned spiteful dead!" Leila replied and, when she realized that that really didn't narrow things down on this ship, added: "The marooned ones."

Mm that seemed to work fine :)

Stroon is the dragon terrorizing the village yeah - even trying to kidnap princess Zokon :p

With a bit of luck he'll just ask for a lock of hair from Zokon so he can make a clone called Nokoz to satisfy his sister. I'm sure that will go perfectly well :P

Sorry, grabbed the most child-like characters first. And last time the fairy was near someone swearing we had it parroted back for weeks :P

"Aight! Don't worry Cueta - we'll protect you!" Leila puffs up to almost a whole pint sized. Well tries at least ...

"Not to mention the *uh* other things ..." Leila added over the internal coms with a worried glance at their pilot. Though to be fair Cueta was an expert at surviving tough situations by now ...

So yes. Shade first. Pew pew!!

Trick: 2d10 + 21 + 4 ⇒ (4, 10) + 21 + 4 = 39

Attack!: 2d10 + 12 ⇒ (10, 5) + 12 = 27

Damage? (Sonic): 1d8 + 5 + 5d8 ⇒ (7) + 5 + (5, 2, 3, 3, 1) = 26

"Oh I agree Fergus. But the wast wilderness has a certain charm to itself as well. If only the accommodations were better!" Illthir laughs and admires both the sapphire and the forest. Truth to be told she didn't actually mind being out and about - as long as there were no wolves looking to make her supper! And, of course, that the stay wasn't too long.

Is Pace Without Trace a shiny spell I haven't seen or an auto-correction from Pass Without Trace? :)

The skald retrieves her flute and plays a wonderfully uplifting tune. "This will make our steps lighter! Just \*ahem\* let me know if we come near a troll den or something else foul tempered and I'll be quiet."

Illthir can provide Song of Marching for 8h of walking (and have some rounds left for battle if needed!). It's free hustle so a bit faster :)

Please note that Gallant Inspiration helps on failed skill checks and the +4 looks like it should be able to push our wobbly shaman over the threshold :)

Seeing the shaman about to freeze up Illthir casts a small spell to push him ahead. Come!

Casting Gallant Inspiration for +2d4 on a failed skill check as an intermediate action.

Bonus!: 2d4 ⇒ (1, 3) = 4

"We can scan some more; but I don't think we'll find much. If only we had an explosive finding animal ..." The halfling glanced towards her quarters - but such training would no doubt take far too long time.

Paizo will insert " " into that. Paste everything into notepad or something and find and replace " " with "" (aka find and replace a single space with nothing). The starship editor is this one.

Here what I did:

Medium explorer

Speed 10; Maneuverability good (turn 1); Drift 2

AC 17; TL 17

HP 75; DT n/a; CT 15

Shields Heavy 420 (forward 105, port 105, starboard 105, aft 105)

Attack (Forward) flak thrower (3d4)

Attack (Turret) linked particle beams (16d6)

Power Core(s) Pulse Orange (250 PCU); Drift Engine Signal Booster; Systems advanced medium-range sensors, crew quarters (good), mk 7 armor, mk 8 defences, mk 2 tetranode computer (tier 4); Expansion Bays tech workshop, arcane laboratory, escape pods, recreation suite (hac)

Modifiers +2 any four checks per round, +4 Computers, +1 Piloting

Custom Components None

Build Points cost 230, max 230 Power Core Units non-essential 253, essential 229, max 250

Slightly better AC/TL due to upgraded armour. Slightly better shields. Found a button that let me do linked guns so we now have 2 slighty worse particle beans that count as one. In effect we moved up from 10d6 to 16d6 - but this is technically a downgrade, duplication and edit. So we'll see if it gets GMs approval :)

I encourage you to go to the site and plop in the json file (you paste the text into the box that says paste text here :P) and see if you can tinker with it a bit, as this is only a suggestion :)

But perhaps it was my own dice I should fear :'(

Don't forget to take the free spirit slap attack if you are angry and adjacent to a foe :D

"*Sigh*" Leila grimaces and wipes away the alien bits. "At least you both have just as much working brain now."

Leila pops up from behind the backs of her bigger friends once the elementals are all gone. She nods and beams. "Great!"

Then the excited halfling can't contain herself anymore and rips open her own present. Rip-shred-tear!! She holds a large mechanical claw over her head and stares at it with awe.

"It's 'The CLAW'!! Ooho latest model too!" She mouths some squishing sounds without vocalizing them and an eerie glow overtakes her. Now nothing would stand in her way; not locked doors nor tight jars. Ahahaha! Ahem.

Eventually she snaps out of it and straps THE CLAW to her backpack. "Mm let's come back here later though! Let's go."

Astri's plan sounds good :)

"The water elemental now?!" Leila suggests as she darts away, trying to find a spot where she can put her friends with big scary melee weapons between herself and the elemental. That'd open up her targeting options a bit - but for now she'd pop a shot at the water one.

Trick Attack: Move then Shoot Water Elemental. Movement does not provoke from the target of the trick attack!

Trick!: 2d10 + 19 + 4 ⇒ (6, 5) + 19 + 4 = 34

Attack!: 2d10 + 11 ⇒ (4, 3) + 11 = 18

Damage? Sonic: 1d8 + 3 + 4d8 ⇒ (4) + 3 + (4, 8, 6, 8) = 33

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Great idea :P Use up all of the GM's good rolls with Cueta :D

It is through armor proficiency - the comment about BAB was in error and there's a post (somewhere) stating such.

Edit: Clarification (and the question it is replying to for clarity).

Aang from Avatar is mainly an Air Bender so whoooshing is actually appropriate :D

"But if we fix this maybe we won't be distracted by more abominations!" Dr. Bluethistle replied, since she was fairly sure that that title was a promotion. Oh! Idea! With a grin she added. "And won't 'Dr' be an extra plushie? Think of the merchandise diversification!"

Down with a bit of fever and still on my trip. Don't feel like I have the brainpower to process the current situation at the moment, sorry!

I'll be home by Friday so then at the latest I'll have the peace and quiet to figure things out. Hopefully before then though :)