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"A trove of encrypted documents are sure to be valuable to the society," Mask says.

"I can make neither heads nor tails of it, but we should certainly report back at this point," he suggests.

Mask sheathes his blades and begins to look around the chamber.

perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22

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Mask studies the creature, trying to figure out how he might best defeat it, then moves around toward its side to try to flank it.

Move action for Studied Target, move action to move 30'

A tired Mask searches ahead, wary of any traps left by whoever went to such great care to conceal this passage.

perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22

Now that Mask has found the trove of documents, he begins going through them thoroughly.

perception take 20: 20 + 4 = 24

Mask looks around the room he's found, glad it is not full of unresponsive gnomes or guards.

He begins working his way through the papers on the desk, looking for anything that might prove helpful.

Sensing that something is wrong, but not sure what, Mask tries another door and continues searching.

perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

I'll go ahead and try the last door (I'm in front of it).

Mask observes the interaction, unsure what is going on.

"Something doesn't pass the smell test," he says.

Mask sheaths his weapons and moves to listen at the door, then stands behind Vlazis as he opens it.

perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14

With the beetle stunned, Mask takes the opportunity to rush behind it, creating an opening for Vlazis.

Sorry, I did miss that I was attacking around the corner. Looks like that's my only option this turn.

Mask looks for any opening in the defenses of the creatures, and strikes at the nearest one twice.

MW Rapier: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 161d6 ⇒ 6
Kukri: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 161d4 ⇒ 3

Mask draws a pair of weapons and tries to stick both into the beetle in the entry. His kukri finds purchase and draws a trickle of black blood.

MW Rapier: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 141d6 ⇒ 1
Kukri: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 221d4 ⇒ 2

CRIT?: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 91d4 ⇒ 4

"Excuse me," Mask says loudly. "Your front door was open...is anyone home?"

perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

"I am guessing no one is home," Mask says as he observes the massive stacks of papers.

"Maybe this is the best way in," he says as he sticks a pick in the lock and turns it.

disable device: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (18) + 11 = 29

Mask looks at the chalkboard.

"It seems like we are missing something...might we investigate the gnome mentioned in the records we found earlier?"

Mask follows the others in, wondering what they could possibly find in this place.

will save: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 1 = 13
perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16

"But this is not a shrine to Cayden," Mask responds to Theon as he continues his search.

"A strange place," Mask observes. "A shrine to those who thought they were gods but were mere mortals. A shrine to the delusional, some might argue," he says as he begins to look around.

knowledge local: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19

perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13

Mask looks over Skai's shoulder as she reviews the notes.

"We should...it appears we have three leads we could follow: perhaps we should start at the Wall of Names?" he suggests.

knowledge local: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15

Mask, two weapons drawn, lunges at the last scorpion and pierces it with his rapier. The attack doesn't finish it off, however.

Rapier: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 211d6 ⇒ 1
Kukri: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 71d4 ⇒ 3

Mask fumbles with his rapier as he tries to pass his companions, ending with nothing more than a clumsy strike at one of the scorpions.

Rapier: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 71d6 ⇒ 5

Cool!

"There is more to this mission than meets the eye, thankfully," Mask says.

"Let's be on our toes."

Mask had recently joined the Pathfinders. The ebony-skinned man sported tinges of gray in his dark hair. He shrugged at Skai's mention that the board didn't look safe, but carefully follows her across after she reaches the other side.

perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12

"Best to keep just one at a time on it, I am sure," he says.

I'm move slowly at Skai's suggestion.

I'll go ahead and use this character in place of Egil (now that I can log on!).

Player: PatheticWretch
Character: Mask Arachno
PFS# 132076-43
Faction The Exchange

No day job.

Thanks!!!

Many thanks for running that! Much appreciated!

Mask wobbles a bit on the log, then draws and throws a second dagger, though it is not as well-thrown as the first.

dagger, studied target: 1d20 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 5 + 1 = 131d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Mask squints to find his target, then throws a dagger directly at the giant beast.

"Pick on halflings, will ye?!" he yells.

dagger (studied target): 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 3 + 1 = 171d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Mask studies the minotaur and notices that it is favoring its left leg. Studied Target.

Hoping to exploit that, the old man jumps up on the log, much more nimbly than should be expected.

"Fancy a fight on this log, ye donkey-headed jackass?" he taunts.

acrobatics: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23

I'm hoping that where I am on the log, the minotaur would also need to make an acrobatics check to fight me...if that is wrong, let me know. I could move across the log, but with Janira down, I think I would be the sole target. It might make more sense for us to soften it up and make it come to us.

Mask helps drag Korosh toward the cave entry as well as he is able.

"Oh, my back!" he laments.

Once they see Janira battling the beast, he moves as quickly as he can toward her.

"Hang in there, young lady! We'll get you out of this mess!"

Mask, happy with his previous hit on the creature, tries again. But this time his stone goes nowhere near it.

"Can't see anything with all you in the way!"

sling: 1d20 + 3 - 4 - 4 ⇒ (6) + 3 - 4 - 4 = 11d4 ⇒ 2

Mask frowns at the strange creature ahead.

"A pudding? A gelatinous jello? I can never keep these things straight, but am suddenly hungry!" he says as he slings a stone toward it.

sling, cover: 1d20 + 5 - 4 ⇒ (16) + 5 - 4 = 171d4 ⇒ 4

Mask strains to hear the sounds ahead.

"Do I hear more kobolds bickering ahead? Or is it that old hag, Auntie Baltwin?" the old man says as they walk forward.

"Say...why is that blue creature suspended in the air? At trap?"

dungeoneering (untrained): 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11

Mask lunges across the water, more agile than his appearance suggests, and attacks the last creature with his rapier, striking it soundly.

Rapier: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 241d6 ⇒ 4

CRIT?: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 111d6 ⇒ 4

Previously...

Mask smiles at Shota as the large man says he had underestimated his elder.

"It is an advantage to be underestimated. Do not let anyone know your strengths or who you really are," he says.

Currently...

Mask tries to avoid the weakly-thrown projectile, but is unable to do so. "Might leave a bruise, but I'm fine."

He steps toward the giant centipede and plunges his rapier deep into its carapace.

Rapier: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (20) + 3 = 231d6 ⇒ 3
Kukri: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 71d4 ⇒ 2

CRIT?: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 101d6 ⇒ 6

With his rapier not harming the enemy, Mask drops the weapon and draws a second kurki to attack with.

"Bah! Die already, would ya? Or again!"

Kurki: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 41d6 ⇒ 3
Kurki: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 71d6 ⇒ 4 reroll from touch of luck
Kurki: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 101d6 ⇒ 4
Kurki: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 181d6 ⇒ 4 reroll from touch of luck

Mask harrumphs at the sight of the undead. "These are older than I am!" he says as he moves to engage them.

At Kennaniah's blessing, he says "Many thanks! An extra bit of luck is all I need!"

As he slices at the creature in front of him with his rapier and kukri, only one of his blows lands.

Rapier: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 201d6 ⇒ 3
Rapier: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 141d6 ⇒ 2

Kukri: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 81d4 ⇒ 4 Dang...was hoping to do better with your rerolls...thanks though!
Kukri: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 51d4 ⇒ 2

Mask listens to the gillman, but acts as if he hasn't heard half of what is said. But he did hear about something in other tunnels.

"Let's go check out the other areas. Maybe we'll find some valuables," he suggests.

"Why is a gillman in an old temple of Aroden?" Mask asks the humanoid.

sense motive: 1d20 ⇒ 14
perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10
diplo: 1d20 ⇒ 13

Mask looks at the gillman ahead.

"Eh? What we came to find? Or is that a rock?" he says, squinting.

The old man clears his voice very loudly. "Excuse me! What are you doing here?" he asks.

perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23

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Mask draws his blades and prepares to help the halfling, but seeing her determination to lead the Minotaur away, he sheathes them again.

"Bah...I couldn't run fast enough to help, anyway."

Looking into the cave entrance, he squints. "Looks dark. Anyone bring a torch?"

He begins rummaging through his own bag for a light source.

survival: 1d20 ⇒ 14

Mask looks at the large bugs coming toward the group. With speed that belies his age, a pair of blades appear in his hands, and he moves around to stab at the yellow-hued bug from behind.

"Be gone, critter!" he yells as he stabs.

Rapier: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 121d6 ⇒ 4

He looks at the old Mask curiously. With as much tact as he can muster, he asks. "I would not doubt the Masters for sending you on this Conformation. But are you not a bit... elderly to start the life of a professional adventurer?"

"Elderly? I am a professional and have a lot of years left in these legs. Plus, it's never too late for love," the man winks.

Mask laughs and considers the question.

"There was this beautiful young lady who was a Pathfinder," he says wistfully. "I spent my entire life involved in petty achievements while she spent her life exploring. I always felt I should have joined with her," he says. "It's never too late, though!"

An old man with most of his hair missing, as well as most of his teeth, shuffles up to the assembled Pathfinders.

"Hillmen in caves? That's not too surprising...there are caves in hills. But we will find them!" the old man says. "I'm Mask Arachno. I can infiltrate anywhere!" he says too loudly.

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