Lilly the Phantom's page

"One question, before I agree to be reduced to level 1." Lilly says sullenly. "How rules lawyery are you on Phantoms? Because, RAW, if I go incorporeal prior to 9th level, I fall to the center of the earth every time, because I pass through solid objects, but have no flight. Nor can I enter water, or any solid objects since I don't have flight, only normal movement, when incorporeal? Since I don't want to be corporeal until 9th level, it's not much fun." Lilly glares at the Paizo rules people for not clarifying how phantoms can operate incorporeally without flight, despite multiple people asking for clarification like, ever since the class was created. She says a few dozen choice curse words and describes several impossible physical acts.

"I don't want to be first level, you #$*$&*@# airheaded @#$*$@#&*! I'll rip your $*@#$&@# off your $*#$&*@# if you make me first level again!"

Lilly screams in anger and pain, and slams her fists into the creature again!

Attack: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 8 + 2 = 11
Attack: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 8 + 2 = 12
Damage: 1d10 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
Damage: 1d10 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Lilly slams into it from behind with both fists!

Attack: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 8 + 2 = 29
Attack: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 8 + 2 = 26

Damage: 1d10 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
Damage: 1d10 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

Lilly moves straight toward the creature, dropping through the floor and then resurfacing on the other side of it. She solidifies as she does.

Lilly pokes her head through the wall, near the roof, to see what is behind the locked door.

Lilly flies over and lands on the desk, flanking the last waif with Vera.

Attack: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 8 + 2 = 25
Damage: 1d10 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Lilly continues to curse the creature out, even as she grins at Amelia's efforts to be a bard.

She steps to the side, pinning another creature between her and her companion, and then slams at the creature twice.

Attack 1: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 8 + 2 = 20
Attack 2: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 8 + 2 = 29
Damage: 1d10 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
Damage: 1d10 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

Lilly begins to scream curses at the creatures, and moves to the side to beat on the second one!

Attack 2, 1: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12
Attack 2, 2: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14

What is up with the dice bot lately?

Damage, 1: 1d10 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 1 = 11
Damage, 1: 1d10 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

That's ok, so am I.

When Amelia's voice changes, Lilly, her smile turning into a shark fanged howl that matches the evil creatures in front of them bursts into a gory explosion even as she steps forward, and brings one bloody fist down on the same creature as Amelia's scythe aims for.

Attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12
Damage: 1d10 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Lilly grins and drops through the floor, and then moves over to the burning cabinets, and if there's room for her form inside, she'll shift back and steal papers from there as well.

CLW vs Lilly: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
CLW vs Lilly: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
CLW vs Lilly: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
CLW vs Lilly: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8
CLW vs Lilly: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
CLW vs Lilly: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9
CLW vs Lilly: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3 40hp

Lilly glares at the worm grabbing her, and then slams it!

Activating Hated Enemy

Attack: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 8 + 2 = 29
Damage: 1d10 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 1 + 2 = 12

Lilly solidifies, and then attacks the nearest worm, her form splitting into gory pieces as she enters a battle rage. She begins cursing the worm, telling it to do things that might actually be physically possible for a worm, although no human could do it. She takes a second to glare at the constable. "GET THE FRACK OUT OF MY WAY SQUISHY MORTAL!"

Attack, Worm, 1: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17
Attack, Worm, 2: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15
Damage 1: 1d10 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
Damage 1: 1d10 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

Lilly sinks into the ground, moves under Muncy, and then flies up through him, looking at him from the inside out as she swoops up through him, checking to see if he's real.

"If it is the bastard, I'm ripping his foot off myself. If it's not, I'm ripping his fracking mother be damned head off instead..." Lilly growls, once she's fully formed, her body leaving the ground as she stalks toward the inspector, eyes glowing bright red.

Amelia walks along behind her, ramrod straight, obviously in no better humor than her spirit.

Nothing for Amelia then?

Lilly was holding so she could attack it if it came in range

When the creature moves to attack her, Lilly adjusts forward five feet, and attacks the tentacle as it reaches out.

Attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15
Attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26

Damage: 1d10 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
Damage: 1d10 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 1 = 10

After it misses, she moves 5 ft closer again. Should be close enough now to attack yes? if so..

Attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13
Attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17

Damage: 1d10 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 1 = 10
Damage: 1d10 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

If not, she holds again and attacks when it attacks her or past her, doing the 5ft adjust and attack again

Lilly holds, as she needs it closer

Yep! Just wanted to make sure she hit with the 20, if she missed, then she'd likely realize a fight was useless is all.

Lilly's crit threat missed as well? Or just didn't penetrate DR, or just didn't do a lot of damage? Trying to get a feel for how tough a fight she thinks this will be. Hitting and drawing blood but not much is vastly different than hitting and bouncing off, which are both radically different than rolling a 20 and missing.

Attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28
Attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26
Attack, confirm?: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13

Damage: 1d10 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8
Damage: 1d10 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7 + Crit? Damage: 1d10 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

"Told you you were not long for the world, hag. Your soul belongs to us now, bloody hands, bloody gold, bloody hell..." Lilly begins to sing song and then slams into the creature, her form splitting open and gore exploding as she does!

Attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17
Attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28
Attack, confirm?: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9

Damage: 1d10 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 1 = 10
Damage: 1d10 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5 + Crit? Damage: 1d10 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Assumption is that if it's close enough to reach through a window, it's close enough to slam into without moving.

"Ollie ollie oxen f***ng free you go***mn mo******ers, get out of the f****ng house!" Her voice screeches through the air, both to her allies and to anyone in nearby houses who might fall off the precipice.

Lilly sneaks around the edges, hiding in the walls, watching, poking her head outside to see if anything is sneaking up on the room, or under it, given it's over a cliff. She seems to think it would be a very easy thing to do to rip the timbers under the room to send the whole lot to the bottom, if she were wanting to murder everyone in the room, rather than just the old hag.

Lilly's form flickers with red light, and she spits in the old woman's face. "B**ch kept her blood money, and the blood on her hands." She holds up her own hands, dripping blood. " She didn't turn in Ol' Bill in to the cops the first time he came, nor the second, nor the 20th." She leers down at the woman. "She's old, and her soul will soon pass over, and when it does, the children she has the blood of will seek an accounting. The spirits will demand answers! They will have their revenge, and no death will escape it. Speak you f***ing hag, if you want to save yourself some measure of hell, not that you deserve it!" The spirit howls, it's voice inhuman as it's eyes glow.

Then it and Amelia turn and leave the woman with her bloody coins in her lap and hands. Leaving the others to get the information before Amelia loses all control and beheads the woman and sends her to her just rewards.

Lilly floats above Amelia, her body straining at the stitches that hold her together, blood oozing from open wounds held together by stitches that are on the verge of ripping open.

As Amelia speaks, her eyes begin to glow red, and an aura of hatred descends over the room. Her smile, once so rosy and gladening, is something hinting at madness and murder now.

She silently mouths 'Speak' at the woman, as a thread holding her face together pops.

Intimidate/Aid Amelia: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (3) + 9 = 12 Aid Amelia it is, 20 total

While the living folks keep the old fart busy, Lilly phases through the roof of his home, moving carefully to avoid being seen, and begins to search the place. Amelia used Detect Magic on her before they split up, so she can sense any magical auras.

Perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (17) + 11 = 28
Stealth: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11 Blech, well, plus whatever bonuses for being able to hide in the walls and rafters, and having a group to distract, of course, there may not be anyone else in the house, which renders the stealth unneeded, I hope

Lilly screeches and slams her mis-formed fists into the creature!

Slam: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 8 + 2 = 30
Slam, Confirm: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 8 + 2 = 12

Damage: 1d10 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6 + Crit (not likely): 1d10 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Memory: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (8) - 2 = 6

"Sorry Ace, I don't remember anything..."

"MunCY getTing FooTLOOse and FaNCy Free!" Lilly carols in a sing song voice, giggling at her own gallows humor. "SavE AMeliA TroUBLe oF KicKInG buTT."

Lilly looks for tracks leading out of the clearing, to see what might have carried him off. Or feathers, in case something flew off with him.

Lilly cackles at Amelias words, and floats into the clearing, again incorporeal, and begins to search the clearing, looking under the piles of bloody snow, behind things...

Perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (18) + 11 = 29 31 with the Aid Other from Amelia, which is automatic given she has a +12

Lilly barely notices the hit and continues to scream in utter rage, slamming her arms down, over and over on the focus of her hatred!

Slam: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 8 + 2 = 17
Slam: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 8 + 2 = 19

Damage: 1d10 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
Damage: 1d10 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

Still in an incoherent rage that's somehow even more visceral than her usual cursing, the gory phantom raises it's arms and slams them down, over and over on the focus of it's hatred!

Slam: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 8 + 2 = 14
Slam: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 8 + 2 = 27

Damage: 1d10 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Doubt the 14 hits, let me know if it does, I'll roll another damage

Lilly roars in anger, not even words now, just raw fury as she sees the abominations. She flies through the air, shedding bits of flesh and blood to slam into the snow across from Amelia. Her damaged arms raise into the air and smash down on the abomination. As her arms fall, they solidify mere inches from the creatures's skull!

Attack: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 8 + 2 = 26
Damage: 1d10 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

"You'll need a f*$*#$ time machine, Mousy Girl, if you want to help him. Or a way to bring his dead ass back to life." Lilly cackles cruely, and then makes a 'boo' motion at the spider in the tree. "Go on, no time to play with spiders! Shoo you go*$#*$ vermin piece of s*$#!" The phantasm howls at the spider to scare it off.

As Does Lilly

Perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (2) + 11 = 13

Lilly's form goes incorporeal, and she floats up to the digging man, letting Amelia see what she sees as she approaches.

"Stupid f$*#$&$ idiot wh#$$ bi#$&!" Lilly growls out, in agreement.

Lilly moves forward, and her body again rips itself apart into a gory black and red mess as she approaches the thing. "GOING TO EAT YOU!" She roars at the dust spirit, and her terrible bloody hands reach out to rip chunks of dust out of the creature, flinging it into her misshapen mouth.

Attack: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 8 + 2 = 18
Damage: 1d10 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Fort: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21
Ref: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19

Lilly floats into the room and looks through the top of the wardrobe again, so Amelia can try to identify the magic mirror or whatever it is using her vision.

Lilly moves over, cautious and ready to move at the first sign of trouble again. She moves to the wardrobe and looks inside, sticking her head in through the top of it, not the door.

Perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (4) + 11 = 15 Combined 22 Perception

As her stitches begin to pop and bleed, Lilly zooms back out the wall into the hallway, so she can see Amelia again.

She floats in the hallway, dripping ghostly blood and panting. Slowly she begins to heal over. "Need a minute, Ace. It's hard being out of line of sight."

Amelia merely nods, keeping her eyes closed, enjoying watching the others from the vantage of the ceiling.

Lilly floats along the hallway wall, to the left, and slowly pushes her eyes through the interior wall into the left hand area, where the footprints entered. The strain of being away from Amelia makes her stitches begin to push up through her skin, and blood begins to ooze from her left nostril.

Lilly's staying close to the wall to the hallway as much as possible, for now, so she can make a quick exit. She is doing a half-move, then readying an action to move into the hallway. Then half-move and ready action. The ready action is to move if anything comes at her.

Perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (3) + 11 = 14 Aid Other gives +2 to Amelia's roll, making it 18

Lilly nods, and floats up near the ceiling, and about 2 feet to the right of the door. She scoots forward slowly into the wall, until her eyes pass through the other side and stops.

Below her, Amelia's eyes are closed as they both look into the room...

Perception, Lilly: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (9) + 11 = 20 33 using Amelia's with Lilly's as an Aid Other

Lilly giggles and pokes her head through Vera's pack. "What else got in here?" She asks, then jerks her head out, and looks at Vera oddly. "Woah... strange bag..."

Cold damages items, but it doesn't set the $#@$#(*&$#^ room on fire, so it's all cool.

Probably the flaming hornets falling out of the air onto the paper... not like they were all turned to dust by being killed...

Perception(Aid Amelia): 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (10) + 11 = 21

The $*#$*7 game is fine Zed, quit $*#$&% fishing for #*($#*@# $#(*#$$%& compliments...

Lilly looks back to Amelia, who nods, before waving her scythe. Lilly's form becomes solid, and she floats through the doorway and over to the Violet Lady's body. Carefully she takes the scroll. "I'm going to rip their guts out and string them up by the rafters, Lady. And I'm going to make Amelia shove her scythe up their arse before I do it, so their guts are in nice little pieces before I yank them out through their nose." She tells the corpse, closing the woman's eyes with her small fingers.

Then she brings the scroll back over and hands it to Amelia, two blood tears streaking down her cheeks. Stitches appear on the small girls form as her anger threatens to rip her careful stitches apart again.

I'll comment. I think you should $@#$#&* the $*$&#$ up the #*#$&'s $#&$#* and then #$*#$&@.

...any victory, were such an abomination to be comprehending of the notion, is short-lived though as Lilly - a sight one hundred times more hideous than that presented by the hounds - hovers over the burning creature - crashing down against the hound, she crushes it against the cobbled ground... bones shattering as the 'life' finally leaves the corpse...

Lilly bows. "Told you I'd make them wizz their pants..."