Lord Gabros Orlovsky's page

Then don’t worry about it. I love your GMing style so would you prefer if we did this one with different characters? I’d be keen for that.

Does anyone know what happened to Orla?

I’m happy too wait so we can get the band back together personally

So no Orla, Uncle , or Hammick? :(
Has anyone sent them a PM?

Gabros smiles warmly, the fact these two were not being thrown out for their antics suggested a pleasantly relaxed tone.
"It is not a problem. It is a pleasure to meet you Master Bert, Master Inzo." He bows slightly. "Yes I am indeed a new Pathfinder. Very new in fact, I have not had any training here at your renowned schools. I believe the term is 'Field Commissioned'. However that does mean that with our introductions the number of Pathfinders I have properly met has now increased to four."

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"It would be an honour to make the acquaintance of Gorm." Gabros says in an attempt to rationalise his forced inclusion.

Lord Gabros Orlozsky stands alone, a little apart from the mingling groups.
As a newly field commissioned agent he knows no one here. His niece and the venture captain who mentored her had been called away on urgent missions leaving him feeling like a fish out of water.
His hand rests lightly on the elegant hilt of a long sword, commonly seen among the Aldori Swordlords.
At least I am allowed to wear my sword in here. I am truely glad I managed to keep hold of it during my travels.
He looks around the hall in wonderment at the kaleidoscope of races and ethnicities on show.
A ball in a grand hall should be second nature to me but this is to the courts of Brevoy what a fireworks display is to a candelabra
His introspection is cut short as he has to step quickly out of the way of a flailing dwarf with a goblin on his back.

So have we adventured together before or not?

Gabros eagerly greets his friends as they gather for the mission. He has been away for some time overseeing the construction of a Pathfinder lodge as is keen to return to adventuring as usual.

A level THREE Gabros checking in here :)
I had 2 in person games (my circle of friends are very good at self isolating and the lockdown has relaxed down here in Aus so we decided to recharge our social batteries) over the long weekend and with the GM credit that’s another level :)

Sorry for the last minute and unhelpful response. I’ve applied 1:06 GM credit to Gabros. How about 1:01 for the same logic?

Absolutely I am!

I'm okay to wait a couple of days as PaizoCon has me busy atm

Gabros won't be participating in PaizoCon online so is ready for the next adventure with his favourite team (He says hopefully)

When we return to Absalom there is a parcel waiting for Gabros. He picks it up and a look of unbridled joy appears on his face.
"Friends! Come here at look at this!"
Tearing the wrapping aside he reveals a slim, single-bladed dueling sword with a slight curve and a sharp, reinforced point.
"I left an order before we left! Custom made to my measurements of course."
Acrobatics for a stylish flourish: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (17) + 10 = 27
Level 2 means Gabros is a true Aldori duelist!

Gabros rushes to Orla's to help her up and make certain she is unharmed.
"The Gossamer King? You say you have heard it before, why do you bring it up at this moment though?"

As the leafy crafter regains his senses Gabros' hand slowly releases the hilt of his sheathed sword.
"Has the blight been resolved now or is there more that must be done? Also, could you please explain what you 'misinterpreted' and how this degree of error was possible?"

Well my mission has been achieved! Unfortunately the natural hazards encounter table was not kind... winds gusting over 90km per hour. Torrential rain, sleet, and snow.

I am very sorry to say but I've had an emergency come up and I may be largely out of contact for the next 3 to 4 days.
Had a major water leak in a back country ski lodge I'm a member of and we need to walk repair supplies, new mattresses, and more into the lodge. Which is about an hours walk up into the mountains. I don't know how much we'll have to go back down to town or how much reception there will be. No laptop, thats for sure.
I'm really sorry everyone.
I haven't been doing PbP for all that long so I don't really know the usual protocol here...

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17
Gabros stands beside Orla, letting her take the lead as she seems to have a plan.

"Uncle, I suggest you go with Inzo as there may be need for your knowledge while dealing with said stone. I will join you if you feel it is necessary but I would prefer to further the cause of non-violence personally."

¿Por qué no los dos? Why don't we split the party (always a good idea)
"I agree that these creatures need not die if we can avoid it. Perhaps a conversation with them would provide a diversion for some of us to approach the monolith and see what can be done."

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15[ooc]Oh well at least the others saw it
Occultism: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 1 = 21
"I am sorry Orla but I feel Uncle has the right of it in this context. It is the stone embedded in that leshy that needs to be out primary concern."

Survival: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8
Nature: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15

Gabros is uneasy in this place, keeping his sword in hand his eyes constantly scan the area for threats. But he works hard to keep his unease hidden
Bluff: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20
Seeming as composed as ever he is quick to do whatever he can to maintain morale. When Orla is worried by the taint surrounding them he lays a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "You are safe my friend. Between the blades of your companions and the majesty of Desna's wings you need not fear."

Survival: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18
Nature: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22

Gabros is uneasy in this place, keeping his sword in hand his eyes constantly scan the area for threats. But he works hard to keep his unease hidden
Bluff: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20
Seeming as composed as ever he is quick to do whatever he can to maintain morale. When Orla is worried by the taint surrounding them he lays a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "You are safe my friend. Between the blades of your companions and the majesty of Desna's wings you need not fear."

Gabros sags, breathing heavily, the rage of battle draining away and leaving him feeling spent. He flinches at Orla's cry for quarter, called too late.

Damn, damn, damn! This is what can come of losing one's composure.

"Here Inzo, this may serve your aims." Seeing his companions search for paper he hands some too the goblin. It is quite fine parchment and an elegant quill and a small bottle of quality ink.

Gabros pushes his way through the trees to cut off his foe's escape attempt before trying again to cut it down.
Attack: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (3) + 9 = 12

Stride stride strike

+1 from strength

Gabros face, so often passive - keeping his thoughts and feelings muted - sets hard in rage.
"That is ENOUGH! Get gone from these lands! Get away from my companions! I will suffer your foul presence NO longer!"

Striding forward to face the Scarecrow toe to toe he grips he sword tightly with the fire of battle in his veins as it had in days gone.

Feint: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7

He attempts to feint to throw the foul creature off balance but the red mist was in his eyes and his desire was too strong to focus on anything else.

Drawing the blade back he thrust it forward with all his might.

Attack: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (10) + 9 = 19
damage: 2d6 + 2 ⇒ (2, 3) + 2 = 7

Stride, Feint, Strike

Gabros wakes, refreshed and determined. As Orla prays he runs through some practice exercises with his sword. Flowing movements reminiscent of a dance though the steps are thrusts and parries.
Perform: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20

If the centaurs are interested he smiles and shows them the steps of the practice dance.
"This is a way to train while alone and to ground ones-self. Additionally it helps limber up my aged muscles , I am not as young as I once was and I now feel the strain of combat in the days follow in a manner I did not in yesteryears."

Exploring further Gabros comes across the druid and the efforts there.

"I have travelled somewhat to the west of here. Perhaps I can help put these reports into context.

Nature: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

He loos through the reports but cannot make head nor tails of them.
"Ah... clearly my travels did not bring me close enough for the information to apply to these.
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Embarassed he returns to Kaana in time to see Inzo's display

Gabros draws his rapier. [b]"Have you encountered the Aldori Swordlords from Brevoy, just to your west? While my sword was lost recently I trained in that style."

feint: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9
melee attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23

He attempts to flourish the blade but he was replicating the methods too closely forgetting that he was using a rapier, a shorter and lighter weapon than an Aldori dueling sword, however he finishes with a well executed lunge.

I've no idea what that counts as :P

Our story telling didn’t get us successes?

Gabros bows to Warchief Kaana "Well met. You say 'as before' were you present when the previous Pathfinders were here?"

Gabros bows low apon Urwal's arrival "Well met Urwal. I am Lord Gabros. What we have seen caused me concern for though I have traveled no small amount in the lands near here I have never seen the like of these creatures nor such corruption, even when the taint of dark fey is upon the land."

He starts at Urwal's tale of the monolith. "I have heard this tale first hand as none other than my niece was among the Pathfinders on that mission."

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Gabros smiles at the young centaurs dramatic license. He happily takes over the telling of the tale, storytelling being a common past-time in the noble courts.

Performance: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8
I'm hero pointing that
Performance: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16

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When the story telling is over he will wander the camp, listening to tales of the centaurs, telling his own, and joining in arms practice if any is going on (though he won't try to initiate it)

Gabros sits leans against a less charred tree as the party gathers their wits once more.
That was not pleasant, fire is not to be underestimated.
Walking over to Jaldan he unbuckles a shortsword from him belt and offers it to her hilt first.
"Would you care to wear this in case of further incident upon the road? I was intending to give it to you during the fight but the events rapidly descended in to chaos."

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Gabros keeps to the quick pace set by their guide but when they arrive at the camp he gratefully takes a seat on the soft grass and lies back, his hands behind his head.

"A moving plant is not a foe I am accustomed to an I am finding it hard to wrap my head around this..."

The rabbit is taken with hearty thanks, if cutlery is not provided Gabros will use his belt knife to cut and eat his meal rather than use his fingers.

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If the chief is visible from their seats Gabros will try to read the lips of those in the debriefing.

Had to stride twice. Sorry should have put the breakdown

Sorry guys, I'm back.

Seeing Bert in trouble Gabros strides over to him and draws a potion and holds it out. Either for Bert to take himself, Orla to give to him, or for him to give to Bert as soon as he can.

Garbos moves forward, takes one last shot, then drops his bow and draws his rapier.
attack on Hogweed 2: 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 7 + 1 = 25
Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Gabros draws his bow, moves to get a clear shot, then looses an arrow towards the western most leshy.

Attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 4

Gabros is a little overwhelmed by the enthusiasm of the young centaur.
"Rather than inundating this young one with questions why do we not depart and direct the questions at her master?"

Gabros smiles ruefully. "I have never been good with children. Save my niece."

He nods to the centaur. "You can trust in our discretion."

Sorry my browser crashed and wouldn't let me edit that post, Hero points are for using!
Diplomacy take 2: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7
Bother...

Sorry for the delay
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14

"I feel you may need assistance." says Gabros as he walks to the base of the tree. "You two! Descend the tree and return the satchel and we will say nothing more about what appears to be theft. I will not wait, if you do not do as I ask I will retrieve the authorities to do the asking in my place." Gabros pauses to let the threat sink in.
"However I may be mistaken in my old age. Clearly you two are retrieving the possessions of this young lady here that were dropped in the tree by a large bird. How honorable of you! Let me reward your charitable actions." he pulls two silver pieces from his purse and holds them between thumb and forefinger.

"Bert may be correct with this one. My sister is rather a lost cause. I just enjoy the company of my new friends and my niece. She is rather more powerful than she was when she left."

Gabros wordlessly reaches for the bottle and baring objections takes a less dignified swig than expected.

Petra Orlovsky is one of my 1E characters, a level 10 sorcerer and a prodigy of my venture captain.

Occultism: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
Society: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12
Nature: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19

During the group's travels Gabros became more unsettled the closer they got to Brevoy.
"Hello Inzo, I have missed you also but I am sorry to say we will not be able to visit my old home. In fact it might be better if we stayed out major cities as much as possible. You see my sister is a rather influential member of the nobility and I was sent to find her daughter, my niece, and bring her home. While I did indeed find her I failed in my mission as a I did not force her to leave the home she had made for herself in the pathfinder society. If my sister found out that I had betrayed her in this way she would have me killed."

Dayjob: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10

School N/A Field-Commissioned Agent

Slotted Boons Sand Slide, Friend of the Grenskuldr family and Free Captain Stella Fane

A wondrous idea!

Day Job (Politics Lore): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19

Do I need to keep rolling saves or are we hand waving it?

I'm also currently GMing a session of 1:06