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Miklos flicks a few stray pieces of rubble from his hair before sounding off.

"Miklos here! That wasn't exactly pleasant... Is everyone more or less in one piece?"

Miklos steps up to the orc, taunting him as he strikes.

"So much for the apocalypse, eh?"

Attack, haste, combat expertise: 1d20 + 15 + 1 - 3 ⇒ (8) + 15 + 1 - 3 = 21
Damage: 1d8 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15

Attack, haste, combat expertise: 1d20 + 15 + 1 - 3 ⇒ (6) + 15 + 1 - 3 = 19
Damage: 1d8 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9

Attack, haste, combat expertise: 1d20 + 10 + 1 - 3 ⇒ (4) + 10 + 1 - 3 = 12
Damage: 1d8 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10

Miklos rushes towards the shifting focus of the action, skipping across the worm pit.

Single move, provoking from the orc (AC 32). I'm assuming the acrobatics check to clear the 5 foot gap can be hand waved, since my bonus is currently +30.

Once in position, he gives the orc a precise strike.

Attack, haste, combat expertise, flank: 1d20 + 15 + 1 - 3 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 15 + 1 - 3 + 2 = 19
Damage: 1d8 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9 + Sneak Attack: 2d6 ⇒ (1, 1) = 2
If the orc takes sneak attack damage it suffers –2 penalty on attack rolls against Miklos for 1d4 ⇒ 1 rounds.

I do indeed step up.

"Not so fast!"

Miklos follows the orcish cultist and slashes him a few times.

Attack, haste, combat expertise: 1d20 + 15 + 1 - 3 ⇒ (18) + 15 + 1 - 3 = 31
Damage: 1d8 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15
Crit?: 1d20 + 15 + 1 - 3 ⇒ (16) + 15 + 1 - 3 = 29
Extra Damage: 1d8 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14

Attack, haste, combat expertise: 1d20 + 15 + 1 - 3 ⇒ (17) + 15 + 1 - 3 = 30
Damage: 1d8 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13
Crit?: 1d20 + 15 + 1 - 3 ⇒ (18) + 15 + 1 - 3 = 31
Extra Damage: 1d8 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12

Attack, haste, combat expertise: 1d20 + 10 + 1 - 3 ⇒ (11) + 10 + 1 - 3 = 19
Damage: 1d8 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10

Miklos clicks his worm covered heels together and tumbles up the slope.

Acrobatics, Daredevil Boots: 1d20 + 18 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 18 + 5 = 29

A current base speed of 60 will do it. AC 35 vs AoO's.

"Now, where were we?"

He gives one of the orcs a deft slash.

Attack, haste, combat expertise: 1d20 + 15 + 1 - 3 ⇒ (8) + 15 + 1 - 3 = 21
Damage: 1d8 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10

Fortitude vs worms: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (18) + 9 = 27

I'm struggling with how the battlefield is laid out three-dimensionally. How deep is the pit, and am I currently adjacent to He-Who-Peels-Flesh?

With the retcon I'll still double move, but...

Miklos clicks his heels together and rushes into the orcs' midst.

Tumbling through the first orc's square.
[dice=Acrobatics, Daredevil Boots]1d20+18+5[/dice]

"Gentlemen," he quips as he faces all three of them.

Will: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9
Folio re-roll, 4 stars: 1d20 + 5 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 5 + 4 = 23

"This is not a fortunate turn of events! I'll reap all the glory myself, then!"

Miklos rushes towards the orcs, his movement sadly unenhanced.

Double move.

Miklos delays to after Insidion, then.

Knowledge (Arcana): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7

Is anyone planning on casting some short-term buffs before we scatter too much?

Just before the meeting:

Miklos smiles at Signifier Karva's praise and mention of friendship.

"Ah, well... As long as you aren't about to kill us, it can't be that bad. I'll muster the 'troops'"

He gives her a rakish wink and saunters off to find the other Pathfinders.

My token of esteem was not given to me foolishly, eh? I should probably not mention, that my "noble deeds" involved dressing up as a coquettish dilletant and smuggling other Pathfinders past a gathering of Chelish dignitaries using my ridiculously large evening gown, then...

After the ultimatum:

"As much as I would love displeasing the fair Paracountess, and what comes with that, I see no reason not to stand side by side with the Order of the Gate in battle once more!"

He punctuates his words with an unnecessarily elaborate flourish with his sword.

Miklos gives satisfied huff and turns his attention back to the surviving prisoners.

"So... Anything else you want to share?"

"There's no reason to get your chain mail bikini in a twist."

He eyes both Eadie and Signifier Karva, not making clear who the remark was meant for.

"The Society has no rules written in stone concerning the treatment of prisoners, but I suspect the Order of the Gate has. We're here on a joint venture, so let's stick to the procedures we have; the hellknight's in this case. Explore, report and cooperate, and all that...

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (17) + 20 = 37

Miklos drinks the offered potion and tops himself off with his wand of cure light wounds.

Potion of CMW: 2d8 + 3 ⇒ (6, 1) + 3 = 10
UMD: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (1) + 14 = 15

He gives the wand a few frustrated smacks before shrugging and rejoining the conversation.

"It would seem like we had turncoat among our new friends, Signifier Karva..."

He then awaits Eadie's scar examination.

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16
Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28
Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25

Miklos listen carefully to the orcs' story, right up until he spots the runes.

"He's gonna blow!"

He then legs it in the opposite direction.

The trapped corpse is exactly what Miklos had in mind when he healed a bit up before searching bodies. Dying due to bad luck/stupidity is never fun...
I'm guessing that since no one can disarm traps, we'll leave whatever loot it's rigged to.

Cringing slightly from Insidion and Eadies bluntness, Miklos keeps up his friendly demeanor.

"Pardon my associates, but their eagerness is understandable. What can you tell us about the current state of the orcs of the Menador Mountains?"

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (18) + 20 = 38
Plus whatever assists might come my way.

Rolling for the potions now to get it out of the way.
Cure Serious Wounds x2: 6d8 + 14 ⇒ (3, 7, 3, 5, 6, 1) + 14 = 39

"You just take those potions, Eadie."

Miklos gives himself a few precautionary taps with a wand before carefully searching the orcs.

Use Magic Device: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (15) + 14 = 29
Use Magic Device: 1d20 + 14 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 14 + 2 = 33

Cure Moderate Wounds x2: 4d8 + 6 ⇒ (5, 7, 8, 2) + 6 = 28

Perception, potion 1: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9
Perception, potion 2: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23
Perception, one-eyed orc: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14
Perception, potion 3: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24
Perception, ???: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9
Perception, potion 1, 2nd attempt: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26

"These'll be useful."

The potions are: 2x Bull's Strength, 2x Cure Serious Wounds, 1x Cure Moderate Wounds. I wouldn't mind using some of the healing, but Eadie is also quite hurt.

Miklos winks at Signifier Karva.

"And talk to them I shall!"

He then approaches the orc fugitives with his palms raised.

"So, do any of you lot speak Taldan?"

"Where do you think you're going!?"

Miklos charges the retreating orc in an all-out bid to end her taint on these lands.

Trip, charge, haste: 1d20 + 11 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 11 + 2 + 1 = 28

This isn't good...

Miklos calls out to Roland, blood running from his ears, nose and mouth.

*Cough*

"Any help would be greatly appreciated!"

He steps the the elder's side and slashes him thrice.

Attack, haste, combat expertise: 1d20 + 15 + 1 - 3 ⇒ (10) + 15 + 1 - 3 = 23
Damage: 1d8 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14

Attack, haste, combat expertise: 1d20 + 15 + 1 - 3 ⇒ (11) + 15 + 1 - 3 = 24
Damage: 1d8 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12

Attack, haste, combat expertise: 1d20 + 10 + 1 - 3 ⇒ (19) + 10 + 1 - 3 = 27
Crit?: 1d20 + 10 + 1 - 3 ⇒ (2) + 10 + 1 - 3 = 10
Damage: 1d8 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15

Rattled by the blasts, Miklos falls back to old habits. He steps north, does a little feint and slashes the orc.

Bluff: 1d20 + 20 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 20 + 1 = 23
The DC is 10 + the orc's base attack bonus + the orcs's Wisdom modifier. If the orc is trained in Sense Motive, the DC is instead equal to 10 + the orc's Sense Motive bonus, if higher.

Attack, combat expertise: 1d20 + 15 - 3 ⇒ (4) + 15 - 3 = 16
Damage: 1d8 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14 + Sneak attack: 2d6 ⇒ (3, 5) = 8
If it takes sneak attack damage, it has a –2 penalty on attack rolls against Miklos for 1d4 ⇒ 3 rounds.

Knowledge (???): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13

"Stick 'em with the pointy end, that seems to work!"

Miklos jumps down from his vantage point and moves next to Eadies new friend.

Double move. If necessary for the jump:
Acrobatics: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (8) + 18 = 26

As the Hellknights return:
"Not to worry, Signifier Karva. Whatever cultists who preformed the ritual here left us a nasty surprise, but that has been dealt with."

I'll pass on the mask as well.

Hearing the orcish cries of terror, Miklos looks down from the ledge, sword in hand.

Miklos shrugs at Kintampo's suggestion.

"Triggering it from a safe distance is probably for the best."

Miklos backs away slowly.

"Well, it looks like someone prepared explosive runes this morning. Anyone know how to disable it?"

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28
Now that's lucky!

Miklos listens solemnly to Lucija and Naghamadi's conclusion.

"I wonder if this is the source of the infested horde we met yesterday... If we're lucky, that was a one-off occurance ment to stop us."

He then walks over to the best dressed orc, nudges the body with his foot and tries to appraise the original quality of its destroyed armor.

Appraise: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9

Keeping the sword drawn for now.

“Are you tired, Mikos? Did Karva have to wake you up at first light? Did she have to reach very far to do so?”

"Sadly no... It would seem that Signifier Karva might be my greatest challenge yet. But for now I'll at least try to be professional. And dead strix don't exactly set the mood..."

Once on the plateau, Miklos readies his sword.

Miklos gives the dead strix a thoughtful look before riding up next to Signifier Karva.

"Is an arrangement with the strix still on the table? After the horde yesterday, perhaps bolstering our numbers wouldn't be a bad idea."

Miklos pours over the maps and tables with Signifier Karva, playing up his meager knowledge of field maneuvers. +6 Knowledge (geography/nature) and +0 Survival probably wont give the gretest insights. Taking 10 on Bluff for 30.

While dazzling her with his b#*%@*$@, he tries to soften her disposition towards him. Taking 10 on Diplomacy for another 30.

Appraise: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8

"I have no idea what these are, but I'm sure someone might."

Miklos collects the cache, either for the others to examine, or for the vault-dwellers under the Grand Lodge to obsess about.

Once the camp has been set up, he gets to work with wringing rainwater out of his gear. The approaching, mask-less signifier causes a wry smile to spread across his face.

"Just call me Miklos. My branch of the family has no claims on any titles of any kind; Choral the Conqueror made sure of that... So, this itinerary, what insights are you in need of"

Miklos gives the hellknight who praised him a genuine smile.

"Not everyone can stand being stuck in snarling tin cans like you lot, so being nimble goes a long way in the whole 'not dying horribly' business."

Not that it helped me against that possessed yeti in the mountains of Zi Ha, mind you...

Any checks we need to make to reach the uncovered ruin?

Miklos throws caution to the wind and scrambles up the slope and behind the chimera. Provoking an AoO, AC 32

Once in place, he uses Kintampo's distracting presence to add some more flourishes to his style.

Attack (haste, combat expertise, flanking): 1d20 + 15 + 1 - 3 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 15 + 1 - 3 + 2 = 34
Damage: 1d8 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15 + Sneak attack: 1d6 ⇒ 5

Crit?: 1d20 + 15 + 1 - 3 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 15 + 1 - 3 + 2 = 21
Extra crit damage: 1d8 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13

The strike is quite impressive, and Miklos distracts and frightens the infected chimera.

I subtracted 1 sneak attack dice to get a free demoralize attempt (from the Rake archetype).
Intimidate (size): 1d20 + 18 - 4 ⇒ (2) + 18 - 4 = 16
Furthermore, the Befuddling Strike rogue talent gives it a -2 penalty on attack rolls against Miklos for Rounds: 1d4 ⇒ 4

I thought as much...

Relishing the thought of fighting these monstrosities, Miklos clicks his heels together and tumbles up the slope and around the nearest beast.

Activating my Daredevil Boots and tumbling the mighty 15 ft I can manage as a single move with haste and the slope.

Acrobatics (Daredevil Boots, steep incline): 1d20 + 18 + 5 - 5 ⇒ (13) + 18 + 5 - 5 = 31
AC 32 vs any potential AoO's.

With a bit more room for his fanciful fighting style, he gives the mutated creature a deft slash.

Attack (haste, combat expertise): 1d20 + 15 + 1 - 3 ⇒ (19) + 15 + 1 - 3 = 32
Damage: 1d8 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13

Crit?: 1d20 + 15 + 1 - 3 ⇒ (8) + 15 + 1 - 3 = 21
Extra crit damage: 1d8 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15

Miklos tries to remember if he has read anything about these creatures during those boring and dusty hours in the Vaults.

Knowledge (???): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26

How does the slope impede movement? Would Miklos be able to 5 ft step adjacent to blue?

Miklos tries to figure out what he knows about the mutated animals.

Knowledge (any other than Nobility): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17

"Let's show these Hellknights what we're made of!"

Readying a Dazzling Display for when creatures break past the Hellknights.
Intimidate: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (12) + 18 = 30

"Animals!? I hate fighting animals. Let's hope these mutations make it more interesting..."

Miklos dreads the prospect of climbing, but gives it a try anyway.

Climb: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 1 = 13

Climb, Hellknight: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13
Climb, Hellknight: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17

The placement is fine with me.

"So, are we moving forward, or are the Hellknights less brave than I had heard?"

The wind and rain somewhat muffle Miklos' teasing tone.

"I'm more nimble than fast, so you should be fine. Now, let's spring this ambush..."

Knowledge (arcana): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16
Knowledge (nature): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13
Knowledge (nature): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13

"Well, if you say so, Insidion. This stinks to high heaven of an ambush, but with with this weather we wont be able to see any demons orcs until we bump into them. I'll take point. Anyone want to join me?"

I'm not seeing any map either.

Miklos bows with an exaggerated flourish.

"Miklos Lebeda, of the Lebedas-in-exile in Mivon, at your service."

After the comments about the tree, he absentmindedly draws his Aldori dueling sword, more for the familiar weight in his hand than anything else. And because of the bonusses it gives him :P

Knowledge (local): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20

Miklos mulls Signifier Karva's answer over before speaking again.

"Would a temporary arrangement with the strix be possible? I know the Chelish government have dealt with their kind in the past, albeit with mixed results. I know it might not be a course of action you'd normally take, but hey, us working together isn't exactly 'normal circumstances'. I should probably do the talking, though. No offense, but moral flexibility and underhanded deals is more my cup of tea than it is yours."

Strolling alongside Signifier Karva, Miklos tries to learn more about the task at hand.

"So, this 'Severed Hand' tribe... What can you tell me about them? I've never had the, eh, 'privilege' to meet any full-blooded orcs before."

Miklos shrugs at the mention of the lack of diviners in the expedition.

"Oh, well... I would have preferred to have heard these visions straight from the horse's mouth, but I see that's not possible. Shall we get moving then?"

Miklos nods along with Signifier Karva's tale.

"These diviners of yours... Would we be able to speak to them?"

Prior to the jaunt across Avistan, Miklos fastens a small token to his belt.

As the signifer hails them, Miklos puts on his most "genuine" smile.

"Well met, Signifer Karva! I'm glad our organizations can have a chance to work together. As my brusk, Garundi colleague rightly asks, how may we be of service in your hour of need?"

Diplomacy, if needed: 1d20 + 20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 20 + 3 = 32

After the briefing, and fashionably late, a young man swaggers into the room. He is handsome, in a roguish way, and he wears a chainshirt. From his belt hangs an odd, slightly curved sword.

As soon as he sees Dralneen, a sly smile spreads across his face, the memory of an interesting night spent at the Chelish embassy in Absalom some years ago suddenly brought to the forefront of his mind.

Without taking his eyes off the paracountess, he adresses the assembled Pathfinders.

"Judging by the amount of weapons and armor in the room, I'd guess I haven't been called back from Kaer Maga for a social call... So, whats on the agenda today?"

I've caught up and will post my introduction shortly.

SkipperD here. Looking through the other characters, I've decided that we sorely need someone with double digits in the social skills. So...

Player name: Andreas F
Character name: Miklos Lebeda
PFS#: 35574-10
Dayjob: None
Perception: +8
Initiative: +6 (+2 when weapon is drawn)

Edit: Miklos has a UMD of +14, so he'll be of some help wand-wise.