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Hello everyone,

I must first off, apologize for the delay in getting this posted, it has been a rough few weeks and gaming took a low priority. I could give a number of reasons, but what it boils down to is that I’m stepping away from the Paizo site for a while, at least until my life settles down, perhaps longer.

RPing with many of you has been enjoyable, and for those I just started playing with, I wish it could have been longer. For games I’m a PC, feel free to bot or remove my PC however you see fit. For those I am GMing, I leave it up to you to decide if you want to find a replacement or let the game die.

If anyone is interested in a more detailed explanation of what’s going on, feel free to PM me. I may not divulge every personal detail, but I could provide a bit more to those I have spent so much time with.

Sorry

Malfeas seems unconcerned over the croc, worrying about things that might be ambushing the boat itself.

Perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (5) + 11 = 16

In reflexes honed by combat, once the splash breaks the monotony, Malfeas's bow comes out and is strung in a flash.

"Why would I" he states with a grimace, "If you want to get foot herpes from using a randomly found sock, be my guest."

When Gunther hands Malfeas back a sock, the monk feigns ignorance. "I don't know what you mean. That's not MY sock.

Bad Bluff: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (9) - 2 = 7

Funny tangent from my last game post. Once you’ve built a rep of being the sober guy in a group (usually college), you can start making up stories and ppl will believe you. A few of my buddies have drunk stories that were completely made up by yours truly. The best ones are still legit, but the look on their faces when you tell them all these things they did and have NO memory of, is priceless.

Malfeas stuck to his plan and drank only water, much preferring to be the sober guy who can tell everyone about their drunken antics than the one awaking in a pile of regret and vomit.

With Dimitra clearly smitten with Gunther, once the group retires for the evening, Malfeas carefully stalks over to Gunther and Dimitra's rooms to hang a sock on the door handle.

Down at the docks the next morning, Malfeas barely gives the captain more than a nod as he scouts out the deck for a good observation point and snipers nest.

C'mon, we can get to 50 posts in the gameplay and only have like 7 of them be on topic!

*Glances over at Dimitra's character sheet.* Yep, Profession: Lady of the night. Looks like we know where her "day" job money is coming from.

Only Malfeas is not an option, he is to full of himself.

Awww, and here I thought chicks dig cocky jerks. At least that was I could infer from my sister and my various female friends who always chose complete Feminine hygene products to date. Too bad you are in Mez' games, he needs a carousing buddy as he worships Cayden Cailean in excess.

Charisma is more than just looks, and besides, I think we can agree that Dimitra has a better shot with Gunther than Walter. Unless she wears an outfit made from coins and had with her some "Scales of Justice" brand sheepskins... :D

Its a good thing we aren't still with the VC, or there would be some serious facepalmage going on. This is the group thats going to save the day... oyvey

Also, Derek is never going to leave us to our own devices for a while, as we totally ruin his nice clean game thread with dirty table talk.

Playing of Dimitra's jibes, Malfeas responds, "Actually, since I had my turn giving you the shaft at the Worldwound, I figure it should be someone elses turn."

Nice 20 on the bluff, but does that mean she wants more than just business with Gunther... OOOOoooooooo ;D

The issue there is that some professions have perfect examples of masterwork tool options, others, not so much, and I think that Paizo just said that if we can’t get stuff for everyone, no one should really get it, because then you have imbalanced professions.

Malfeas has Profession, Soldier (for hire) and unless he can use his bow and adventuring equipment as his MW tools for the profession, there really isn’t something that fits well for it. MW orders? MW CO? MW drills?

Malfeas upgraded his bow to a +1 and picked up some alchemical dodads. the 4k price range has a lot of the good stuff for him.

He's got his ki pool now, so 3 arrows a round now, muahaha

Malfeas just rolls his eyes at Dimitra’s display, ”I did not think you poor enough to need such debasing antics to earn your free drinks. You should take a lesson from Naurin. Whenever she wants a drink, she starts lecturing people on the various rules and regulations that are involve in international trade, and soon everyone is buying her something, just to quiet her up!” he concludes with a mischievous grin.

I could use a glass of water. I find that alcohol dulls my razor sharp senses and could lead to the wrong man falling victim to my rain of death." replies Malfeas cooly. "I would also like to spend a bit of time at the markets, for I find myself with quite a bit of coin."

Malfeas has a hard time moving through the city, what with his hands, feet, elbows, knees, and head all peace-bonded, but he tolerates it, knowing it’s a sign of respect that they view his entire body as a lethal weapon. He listens to the Venture-Captain as best he can with the head wrapping, but nods in agreement with the plan. ”Do we want any of them alive, or should Johann explodinate their ship while we shoot the “fish” in the river?”

Matt's right, it would effectively take up both your shoulder slot, and one hand. You'd be better off using a +1 buckler and Cloak of Resistance/something else.

Apparently Malfeas is level 4 now... who knew! CErtainly not his player. I should probably upgrade his gear a smidge, he's still using his level 1 stuff.

Malfeas quietly contemplates how effective arrows made from those trees would be, and whether or not he could remove a sapling without Johann noticing...

Bards are one of those classes that seem like they are not doing much, but have a big impact. Case in point, in the last fight, it was your song that allowed a couple of Mals arrows to hit. Without it, He'd have done like 20 damage less and the fight would have gone on another round, potentially putting the hurt on Gunther or Walter.

Bows are good, as are wands like you do. I'm not a big fan of Enlarge person, it seems almost like a debuff in some cases, not a help. One spell I like on my Bard from UM is Chord of Shards, its a burning hands style cone of damage, useful for swarms.

Enlarge person also lowers your AC, so the 20 would hit

As the knight rushes forward on his suicidal mission, Malfeas just shakes his head in disgust. "Foolish waste" he mutters as the group begins to lead/carry the prisoners back to safety.

If this is the last fight...

Malfeas focuses on the Brimorak, all else vanishing from his vision as he targets the beasts vital spots. Arrows begin to flow from his bow, one after the other, in time with his breathing, impaling the demon with cold iron shafts.

Perfect shots 1: 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 7 + 1 = 261d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 7 + 1 = 11
Perfect shots 2: 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 7 + 1 = 111d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 7 + 1 = 21
So arrow 1 hits to 26, arrow 2 to a 21
Damage arrow 1: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5
Damage arrow 2: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11

What would have happened if we didn't rush off to save the prisoners? I kind of thought this was a side quest and when we returned to the keep or what not, we'd arrive mid battle, just in time to save the day.

Day jobs already? We had like 2 encounters..? Short scenario

Prof Merc: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (10) + 8 = 18

Its a good thing you didn't roll your save first, or you would have failed and fallen down before Dimitra healed you.

Attack 1: 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 7 + 1 = 201d8 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9
Attack 2: 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 7 + 1 = 271d8 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

Malfeas is minorly disturbed as Walter is bathed in flames and blood, but then shrugs it off, assuming the half-orc relishes those types of fights. Sending two more Cold Iron arrows at the remaining demon-thing, he calls out to Walter, hoping to incite his bloodlust, "That's one for each of us. Get going or you'll fall farther behind in the tally."

Enlarge person is a full round cast, so unless Walter doesn't move, it would fizzle when he runs away from it. Just a heads up, since I've seen that happen in a lot of games recently.

I'm hoping Mal's long range shot takes out the CDG one so we are only left with the one rushing us and fireboy. That would leave the prisoners realitvely safe for the moment.

I was getting the full round action/Full round spell rules mixed up. Ignore me :D You have the right of it.

Was it a CDG? Those are full round actions, and Malfeas would try and shoot the dretch to interrupt it.

Malfeas growls as the prisoners begin to fall, and lobs two cold iron arrows at the dretch that is slaying the prisoners. Not on my watch! Dead prisoners are bad for business.

Attack: 1d20 + 7 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 7 + 1 + 1 = 211d8 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 4 + 1 = 12
Attack: 1d20 + 7 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 7 + 1 + 1 = 201d8 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 4 + 1 = 9

Yes, that's exactly what I meant Derek :D They had an 18 AC flatfooted, sheesh, that means their AC will be like 20 now that it has gone. Brutal.

Grumbling over the vision and how close they have to get to determine the nature of the "group of figures", Malfeas waits to see what Dimitra does before he sends two cold iron arrows at the flat footed Brimorak.

Attack 1: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 171d8 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10
Attack 2: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 231d8 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5
More if Dimitra sings :D

Malfeas chuckles over the outburst, ”No, I don't work for Torch, I don’t work for anyone but myself, and currently the Pathfinder Society pays well. You were, and still possibly are, under the effects of some demonic mind screw, so I’m going to give you the benefit of the doubt here, and understand you aren’t thinking straight.” crouching low so that he can look up into Dimitra’s eyes, a very serious and stoic expression on his face”And if I wanted you dead, you know me well enough to know that you would not have awoke just now. Now stop fidgeting with these manacles, or next time I might grab the wrong arrows when I end your tantrum.”

When it looks like the others have settled down and returned to their senses, Malfeas produces his curative wand to one of the many who could use it, ”I believe the activation phrase is Iwan T’hew Taget Tup if you’d like to revive feisty pants over here.”

Rolling for ease
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

so 2 charges look good… Why can’t I roll that on damage ;_;

I also just know Derek is reading this and just grinning evilly as he schemes about all the ranged effects he's gonna hit me with.

Maybe if my little songbird asks nicely, I'll even let her use my Wand of CLW to cleanse some of the NL damage. :D

Come to think of it, I don't think my CLW wand has seen any use at all since it was bought a few levels ago. I'd like to thank my melee distractions for taking all the hits and not risking any scars to my beautiful face... :D

Malfeas feels an uncontrollable urge to facepalm over the fact that HE is one of the mature ones in this demon infested area...

And they say there's no PvP in PFS, pshaw!

"I don't know what you mean? I must have grabbed the wrong arrows or something." responds Malfeas as deadpan as he can muster. That is clearly a lie ;)

He then adds, ”Can we collect the weakminded and get moving? The longer we stay here, the stronger the effect it seems.”

Malfeas doesn’t seem to be under any compulsion, nor does he seem concerned over the condition of Dimitra. Taking a bit of creative license GM :D

When Walter manacles Dimitra, he notices that she isn’t bleeding anywhere, and groans slightly as the inquisitor manipulates her arms.

When Dimitra goes feral, Malfeas groans, thinking the bards mental defenses were stronger than that. ”Well, they say to always put a rabid animal down, so… and in a flash, Malfeas sends two arrows into the unexpecting bard, dropping her like a sack of potatoes.

attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 271d8 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9
attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 211d8 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

..."That does sound more like Malfeas' style - 'in your face'..."

Sometimes being a jerk has its advantages, lol

Malfeas barks out a laugh, "If I was going to talk about you, it'd be to your face. I would have thought you'd know that by now.

I said, this is probably an ambush, and to get ready to fight! responds Malfeas, loudly in Dimitra’s direction.

Save: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23
Reminder, AC +4 from Mage Armor

"You guys seen our targets yet? All this sneezing should have alerted them that we are following. I expect an ambush any minute now." whispers Malfeas, as he nocks an arrow, ready to loose.

Fair enough. Swarm with over 100 HP, seems like a mad bombers wet dream, and death to everyone else.

Am I corrent in thinking we are waiting on Derek to update the game and kill us all on this foolish endevour?