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Thanks very much. Too bad this wasn't TPKon where a 1 boon roll was a winner! That would have been awesome for three of us to have won!

As the air grows chilly, Mar pulls out a garish red, green, and gold colored shawl and matching tam and dons them.

"It was so warm here. It reminded me a bit of home. Now it grows cold. It must be less than 100 degrees now. It it like living in de Lands of de Linnorm Kings!"

He shivers as he examines the remains of the room.

[dice=Perception}1d20 + 5[/b]

Mar continues his raging song and attempts to pierce the hide of the creature.

Rapier w/Power Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 191d6 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7

Mar realizes that this is the place to be for warmth and a good fight. It is a pity that there are no women around to celebrate with after the fight. He will just have to wait until he returns to a city and its taverns. But first he must deal with the fun here!

"I know not your purpose here, mon, but enough is enough! A god who burns people to death for his amusement is not a god to be worshipped on dis plane. If you want to worship Moolach, do it back home on de Plane of Fire."

Mar begins his Raging Song which is Inspired Rage.

Mar takes a five-foot step and attacks the creature there with his rapier.

Rapier w/Power Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 161d6 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

Mar shakes his head as L'Mont hands him the Wand of Cure Light Wounds. He taps Asgall with it.

Wand of Cure Light Wounds: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Mar then heads to the stairs leading up and goes up them.

Mar has a fleeting thought of L'Mont and Asgall sticking their hands in the blue flame and moves to block them from doing do.

"My friends, it is all fine and well to do some tings which are trivial, but immolating your hands is not someting I tink you should do."

Mar wonders what would happen if he were not to bow to the statue. But then he thinks that bowing to it is harmless and would make it easier to figure out what is going on here. Besides, someone else is here as well and they need to be dealt with.

He bows to the statue and moves on past it.

Mar reads the note aloud to the others.

"Dis note, it be to someone who is here in dis temple. Dey are looking for ritual items like de sand you sprayed in your face. Also dey are lookin' for a small statue of Moloch. Keep your eyes open for it. It also says for you to not fall temptation to serving Moloch if you do use de ritual items and someting about a bewitched mind."

Mar looks at L'Mont carefully.

"Do you feel all right? Your mind isn't bewitched is it? You are not going to start serving Moloch are you?"

Mar moves to where he is on the map and examines the area.

Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20

I am not using mine for the special. I am in a Core game with another character for it.

Mar grins broadly at the idea of going up the stairs. Heat rises! He moves up the stairs.

Mar enters the room and smiles broadly as the heat in the room caresses his skin. His ivory-white teeth gleam as he smiles broadly at the dwarf and everyone else.

"Ah, finally a place dat is room temperature for once! De rest of dis world is so chilly even in a desert under de midday sun. Dis is de way de world should be!"

He crosses over the first lava stream and begins to make his way around the ramp towards its mouth.

Mar stops singing his really awesome song of inspiration!

Mar looks at the situation and thinks, this might be a good time to sing a song to inspire his friends, especially ones that don't want to waste time thinking very much.

Mar begins to sing Inspired Rage!

Mar moves in as well.

Ear-Piercing Scream: 1d6 ⇒ 6

Mar will prepare to cast Ear-Piercing Scream if anyone comes through the door.

Mar moves to where he is on the map, rapier in hand. He casts [i]Resistance[i] on himself at that point.

Mar will move into the room and examine the tapestries.

Knowledge(History): 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 1 = 11

"Dese tapestries, dey don't show a battle. It's like a play where dey are only acting out one. I wonder if dat's because Saranrae is the Goddess of Fire?"

Mar will attempt a Knowledge(Religion) check.

Knowledge(Religion): 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 1 = 19

"Dat skeleton, dat is not a normal skeleton. No necromancer created dat. Some ting is not right here."

Mar will cast Detect Magic and do a in-depth sweep of the room with the weapons.

Mar muses about it for a moment. "It could be a set of footprints meant to lead us to dat trap, mon. Whoever made dem might have backtracked or used a Fly spell. Let's take a look at dese doors down here and see what's in dere." He moves up near the doors on the left.

Before Mar begins to go up the stairs, he examines the bonfire. If he isn't certain it is non-magical, he casts Detect Magic to see if it is magical or not.

Mar will keep his rapier in hand as he enters the area.

Mar reads the glyphs on the statues and relays the information to the rest of the group.

"Dese glyphs, mon, dey be prayers to Moloch begging for de grace of immolation. We best be ready for more tings dat use fire or are made of fire. I gotta feelin' we gonna be seeing more fire. It may get hot for you all."

I will do spellcraft for each to see if it works.

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16 Potions

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8 Arrows

Mar Leigh shrugs off the damage from the elemental's slam and attempts to slide his rapier into the flaming elemental's body once more.

Rapier: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 211d6 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

He penetrates the creature with his blade and tries to do more damage, but is unable to do so. He muses to himself, "Oh, that's right. Elementals are tough to kill." Pulling his rapier out, he notices the blade is beginning to heat up from the contact with the elemental.

"Good thing the hot blade doesn't bother me!"

Mar's ivory white grin stands out in a stark contrast to his ebony hued skin. He grins knowingly because he is an Ifrit and flame is his friend.

He draws his rapier and moves to the nearest elemental before attacking it using Power Attack (always unless noted).

Rapier: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 161d6 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

Mar has a Fire Resistance 5 due to race

Mar Leigh will attempt to make a Knowledge (Planes) check.

Knowledge (Planes): 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 1 = 13

Mar gets out his lute and begins to sing.

"When I was a little boy
And the Devil would call my name
I'd say "now who do
Who do you think you're fooling?"
I'm a consecrated boy
Singer in a Sunday choir
My mama loves, she loves me
She gets down on her knees and hugs me
She loves me like a rock
She rocks me like the rock of ages
And she loves me
She loves me, loves me, loves me, loves me"

"Dese who dos are unknown to me. We donna have tings like tem in Sargava."

Mar Leigh, a large black skinned man with long flowing dreadlocks tumbling from his head flashes a pearly white toothy grin and says, "Eet be a good ting I am used to hot weather. Still, Qadira be a bit drier tan what I be used to, mon. We find dat statue for you and bring it back or else we destroy it in place."

Mar Leigh is dressed in a riot of colors. His studded leather armor is cut into a dashiki pattern. A garishly painted lute hangs on his side. As you study him, you begin to realize he isn't quite human as the dreadlocks have a reddish tint to them and that they cover a pair of horns protruding from Mar's skull.

"Buffalo Soldiers, mon. Dat be what we be for dis trip."

Works for me.

Player Name/Alias: Xathos of Varisia
Character Name: Mar Leigh
PFS Character Number: 205984-10
Race, Class and Levels: Ifrit - Skald - 3
Faction: Liberty's Edge
Initiative: +5
Perception: +5

Day Job Roll Perform (String): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22

If Mar is going to be too high for the group or you want them all 1-2 levels, I have a L2 Magus that I could bring along.

Checking in with Mar Leigh, L3 Ifrit Skald.

Thanks for the great game! I had a blast!

Mar Leigh sees the long, graceful leap turn into a deep plunge. He begins to strum on his lute.

"Well I started out down a dirty road
Started out all alone
And de sun went down as I crossed de hill
And de town lit up, ee world got still

I'm learning to fly (learning to fly) but I ain't got wings (learning to fly)
Coming down (learning to fly) is de hardest thing (learning to fly)"

"I tink maybe dat if jou wanna be a god, maybe jou should learn to fly BEFORE making dat big jump."

Mar Leigh decides his efforts at combat are ineffectual. He then moves to where he is, and begins to sing a song of Inspired Rage.

Mar Leigh moves up 10 feet and tries to run Red through with his rapier.

Rapier: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 21d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Mar Leigh will attempt to actually use the rapier he's been carrying around with him for a few sessions!

Rapier: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 41d6 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Hey! I suck with a rapier just like I do with a crossbow!

Mar will draw his rapier and move to the location indicated. He cannot attack as he does not have a +1 BAB.

Mar Leigh will attempt Knowledge (Dungeoneering).

Knowledge (Dungeoneering): 1d20 ⇒ 16

"Dis stone has been magically shaped."

As he follows the others, he will cast detect magic in an attempt to determine if the gem is magical or not.

He will also use Perception in the room.

Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14

"I bet dese papers will make somebody very happy back at de Lodge."

Mar Leigh hears the word "Sacrifice" and stops dead in his tracks. His lips move silently as he appears to be lost in thought. "Sacrifice? I just tought of someting for dat. Here, listen!"

Hello my friend, we meet again
It's been a while, where should we begin?
Feels like forever
Within' my heart a memory
A perfect love dat you gave to me
All, I remember
When you are with me I'm free
I'm careless, I believe
Above all de others we'll fly
Dis brings tears to my eyes
My Sacrifice

Mar Leigh will rack his brain trying to think of something.

Knowledge Local: 1d20 ⇒ 16

"Hey mon, dere is dis shrine to failed aspirants near the Starstone Cathedral. Maybe dat is where we need to search.

Mar Leigh will attempt all of them since he can make Knowledge Checks untrained (which is really not a bad thing early in the character's career).

Knowledge History: 1d20 ⇒ 20

Knowledge Local: 1d20 ⇒ 16

Knowledge Religion: 1d20 ⇒ 15

I pass the information on to my companions.

"De underlined portions of each inscription refer to de desired portfolios of failed aspirants to de Test of de Starstone."

"It is time to go to de Wall of Heroes!"

[ooc]I really need to write that down online, don't I?[ooc]

Mar Leigh reaches for his wayfinder, but upon seeing so many pulled out by his companions, he instead starts to think of a song to sing.

"It's a kind of magic.
It's a kind of magic.
A kind of magic.

It's a kind of magic."

When the song ends, Mar Leigh casts Detect Magic on the coin. He informs the others that the coin is magical in nature but that his training in Spellcrafting is somewhat lacking at the current moment.

Diplomacy? That's a skill I actually have a good number in!

Mar Leigh unslings his lute and begins to sing a song to help the situation.

"I was struck by ligh-ting, walkin' down de street
I was hit by someting last night in my sleep
It's a dead mon's party, who could ask for more?
Everybody's comin', leave your body at de door
Leave your body and soul at de door"

Diplomacy to aid Traianus: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18

Mar Leigh starts dancing to the beat about the tomb hamming it up with everyone to break the tension hanging in the air.

"How did dat coin get dere? Did one of you fellas put dat dere?"

Mar Leigh takes advantage of this opportunity to step into the tomb and begin to examine the walls, the floor, the ceiling, and then the skeleton and anything it may be resting upon.

Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

He is pretty sure the walls are where they are resting on the floor and supporting the ceiling over some dead guy lying there.

"If we don't have de name we need, den maybe de mausoleum is where we should go. You might be right, Nuethro. Maybe de name is at de tomb."

"A mausoleum? Dat sounds spooky. Are you sure we shouldn't go to de Wall of Names instead? But den, what name are we to be looking for? I be dere are a lot of names on dat wall."