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Done! You should be able to shoot people from there, but should be out of harm's way.

*Poke*

Done!

We are in A3 were me and Lensar are, correct?

Mirais takes two deep breaths and nods at Lensar's words, tightening the grip on her spear.
"All of these weird stuff is happening..." she says, having calmed herself a bit, while giving a tentative jab with her spear to the flying cleaver "...but nothing attacked us yet..."

Spear attack roll?: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

*Pats Zev on head when he comes back with the stick*
Good boy!

I wondered who had Knowledge Arcana and Nature, and it turns out each of us picked the same Knowledges. <.<
We could shore it up next level, but for now we're all going "Oh gods magic!"

This is all going better than I thought...

"AH!" Mirais jumps, startled, just as she was telling herself that things were going good.

"It isn't a basement, but this looks like it is a secret passageway." Mirais comments, giving a tentative shove to the painted door, before tilting her head "Or it was, rather. It isn't doing much now."
This is all going better than I thought...

The tiefling waits for another moment, before opening the ruined door and glancing into the room.

*Pokes thread with a stick, then throws the stick*

*Poke*

By the way, Path of War Expanded (finally) came out yesterday: lots of cool stuff if you're interested! Most classes have either got an archetype to get maneuvers or a pseudo archetype that switches some class features for them(i.e. Inquisitor can forgo all Judgement related abilities for them.)

PS: Considering that there were some changes from the Playtest and imminent changes to the base PoW stuff I wanted to take, I'm probably going to switch out the PoW:E trait that I picked up. It wasn't going to be relevant for 3 levels, anyway. <.<

Shoot, my previous line in italics was supposed to be OOC <.<

Moving closer to the southern door (?), the tiefling tries to hear if anything is amiss before opening it.

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13

"Oh, how nice!" Mirais smiles, looking at the key "What could it open? A basement, maybe?"

If they don't find anything else in the rooms, the tiefling wanders to the southern part of the stables, trying to see if there was anything of interest there.
Are those covered parts in the south closed rooms?

Both of the rooms in front of Shark Maw are mostly debris free and contain a desk, chair and cupboards.

I stood there a minute thinking "Wait, who is Sharkmaw?".

<.<

Also, least perceptive group of rebels ever.

Entering the room, Mirais looks around herself, confused.
"Did Rexus mention what exactly we are looking for?" the tiefling asks, opening the cupboards to see if there was anything of interests in there.

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6
Can't see s!@#, captain.

Mirais stays still as the dogs flee trough the door, slumping her shoulders and relaxing the grip on her spear when the animals are out of the building.
"That went better than I expected..." the tiefling smiles faintly to the others "Do you think someone was keeping them here to guard the building, or that they were just stray dogs?"

Moving to the nearest closed door, Mirais opens it after listening to any strange sound that may come from it.

Open door where Mirais is positioned.
Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

Sorry to hear that Abby and Kitty. :( *Hugs*

Sorry to hear that, take your time. :(

@Abby & Puppy: Everything okay?

Moving closer to the dogs, Mirais snarls and snaps her jaws, hoping to scare away the dogs without having wound them.
I had never thought that animals being scared of me would ever be useful...

Mirais nods to Lensar and Abby.
"Should we start looking around?" she asks, moving to one of the doors in the back and putting her ear near it it hear if someone was in there.

Moved myself on the map.
Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19

"They don't like me, either..." Mirais says feebly, looking around the stable as her hearth pounded in her chest. The one minute wait in front of the locked door had already made her nervous, even if she was a little relieved that no one had seen them.

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19
<.<
What's in the DC 20 Spoiler, Lensar?

Looks like our first mission as rebels/bigilantes has been stopped by a door. :P

Sailor Moon?
...sweeet!
I've got to finish Iron Gods and return to Shattered Star, finish that one before I'm allowed to be a player again.

One of my players ran Dragons Demand with an all dwarf party.
Ended with a TPK...IT WAS FRAKKEN AWESOME!!!!
He still has PTSD from it, but I believe he will run King Maker for us.

Or Power Rangers! (Totally doing a magical guy, tough.)

I don't know why, but I thought more of us picked up Disable Device. <.<

In other news, looks like Ultimate Intrigue will have a lot of stuff useful for this game: mostly the whole Social Combat/What-it's-called thing, feats/spells/items for social stuff and anti-scrying, and OH MY GOD MAGICAL GIRL VIGILANTE ARCHETYPE.

"Let's try to pick the front door's lock." Mirais says quietly, trying to make as little sound as possible "Trying to unstuck the back door may make too much noise."

Yup, livery at night! Didn't ssay anything as I thought that was the plan.

*Sharpens spear*

Hoping we'll find some evil critters/baby Strix eaters so we can just murder 'em. :3

Mirais smiles a little, blushing, at Zev's compliment, but her expression quickly turns serious when the others start discussing the repercussions their actions could have on people close to them.
"The people back at the temple are like family to me, but..." Mirais furrows her brow "Things are already tense right now. They don't like that we've been giving refuge to the Sarenites after the Silver Star burned down, and things will probably only get worse."

I'd say wait until sundown, but before curfew.

Yeah, I agree.

Also, @Abby: Just a confirmation that humans are terrible and hate Strixes.

"Oh! Sorry if I didn't introduce myself before." Mirais apologizes, snapping out of her meditation.
"I'm Mirais: I am just a singer at the Opera House. Or at least I was, until a week ago..." the tiefling gives a sad laugh.

Yup, I completely forgot about Hero Points: glad we're using those! They've saved my back more than one time in a WotW campaign I'm playing (granted, the first parts of WotW are pretty rough).
Also, it lets you do silly things like rolling a 40 in Diplomacy at level 6. :P

...aaaaand I just saw I didn't update my inventory. Going to fix it, even if I don't have to add much. <.<

@Plan: I think that we should go there asap. The city is in disarray right now: we will probably see increased security in the next days, so I think that at least checking out the place is what we should do now.

@DMMamushka: How much time has passed since we've had the fight against the first group of the CCG? Has at least an hour passed so some of my nonlethal damage healed?

Mirais, too, moves to eat something, but stops when she reaches the table. It was true that she was determined to do something about what was going on in the city, now...but the recent event were still vivid in her head, and that surely didn't foster her appetite.
Sitting on a nearby chair, she slightly tilts her head as the Black Thorn solemnly removes her veil.
Is she...supposed to be someone famous? I really don't want to ask her that out loud...

Instead, the tiefling closes her eyes, trying to calm and focus herself: if they were going to have to fight again, she couldn't lose control like she did back in the alley: singing had always helped to clear her mind, and maybe it would have helped her now to focus the monstrous strength she wielded a few minutes before.
Humming, she briefly sings a few lines in celestial to herself.
"Wee ki gaya, chs mahin ieeya..."

Gather Psionic Focus. From now on, if we are out of combat, assume that Mirais refocuses herself.

@GMMamushka: The map's perfect now!

@Lensar: I keep forgetting about this: since you have high DEX and aren't planning on using a two-handed weapon, and we're using DSP stuff, have you checked out the Deadly Agility feat?

Ok, V1 of the pawns is up on the map: the only 3 I'm satisfied about are Puppy, Abby, and Canacha (and Lensar, but the border still bugs me).
Mirais border is too thin, Talon too thick, and using black for Arani wasn't a good idea: I can't even see if I actually put it there or not. <.<

Still, it's better than nothing for now.

Got it. So far I've done:
Canacha: Orange
Abby: Light blue
Mirais: Dark Red
Talon: Light red

I have left:
Arani: Black?
Lensar: Green?
Puppy: Grey? Purple?

PS: Pinterest is giving me sooo much problems. <.<

@Arani: For your pawn, which image should I use of those linked?
Also, anybody wants a particular color for the frame around it? :P

I'll work on the other icons tomorrow, then. :)

Looking at the map from phone, I can't see the image I added: anyone seeing it? :/
EDIT: Uh, I can see it if I open up the map in Chrome, but not if I open it in Drive. Weird.

@GMMamushka: It's good! Maybe we should find a way to make it a little bigger: It's a little too tiny now, and I have some difficulty reading the name-icons now.
Speaking of which, as I am blind as a mole as I just said, at the side of the map there is the first attempt at a player pawn that I made to use instead of the letters, to improve visibility: just did Canacha for now, but what do you guys think?

"The Silver Ravens?" Mirais repeats to herself, lost in thought.
Can we...can I really do something about Thrune? Just a week has passed, and the city is almost on its knees, and things will only go worse from today on. I'm just a singer, and not a really good one at that, what could I possibly do?
The tiefling looks down, attempting to stare at her feet, but her gaze falls on the silver Shelynite pendant on her neck. Clutching it, she think back to all she had went trough in the past to build a future for herself.
Ah, look at me, wallowing in indecision and giving up at the first thing that comes up! I haven't gone trough all that I went trough just to let an idiot with a ridiculous armor take it all from me: and I don't want-I won't let that people like those thugs from before run around doing as they please!
"I'll help." Mirais says to Victocora, a renewed determination in her eyes.

At the end of the battle, Mirais manages to wrestle back control of her body, barely standing as she gasps for air.
Gods, that was...horrible.
"Planned meeting?" Mirais asks feebly, confused that some of her companions knew the man: if the tiefling had been more lucid, she could have connected Talon scanning the crowd multiple times.
Instead, she follows after the others to the back room of Crissali's Fine Tomes, where she listens silently to Victocora's speech.
Uncommon...skills? Me?

"But...what should we do?" Mirais finally musters the courage to speak up "You saw what happened in the plaza: what can we possibly do against that?"

Entering the alley, it takes a moment for Mirais to puzzle what is happening. The screams for help, the thug's laughter, and the walls and ground splattered with blood.
"Were you...having fun beating that man up?" the tiefling asks, even if she really didn't believe that they were going to answer her.
I still can't believe that someone died because of me, and these men are doing it for...sport?
The anger of the moment swells up slumbering feelings in her hearth, waking up the disgust toward mankind that she always worked so hard to lull to sleep.

With something between an inhuman shriek and a roar, Mirais closes the distance with one of the thugs, barely able to control what her body was doing. Like a driver trying to steer a an out of control cart from crashing into a crowd, the tiefling is only able to prevent herself from landing a lethal blow, slamming the shaft of the spear on the thug's side and preparing herself to attack their legs if they approached.

Speaking of triple shooting: considering that I doubt the thugs can do much, should Abby post the rolls for two other attacks so we can move the next two turns where only she can act faster?

Bird Lady
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How DARE you! SWINE! Witness why my kind EATS yours!

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Bad Abby, don't eat DMMamushka!

@Zev: Nice!

Startled by the shriek for help, Mirais freezes in place for a second, unsure of what to do: everything she tried to do that day only lead to disaster...
However, as the laughs echoes trough her ears, the tiefling shakes herself from her daze and decides to follow Zev and Abby.
No matter what, I can't ignore this: the dottari won't surely come to help him...it may even be their doing...

"Aren't you all getting ahead of yourself? Do you really think that six people, hells, someone could do something against Thrune? Even if half of the city was in that plaza, he just ordered the Dottari to attack random citizens..." Mirais says, crestfallen.
Everything is going to the Hells...If even this didn't bear any effects, then we can't do anything! What should I do...

After a moment of silence and the Black Thorn's speech after she lands, the tiefling sighs and massages her brow.
"Sorry.I..." she raises her gaze from the ground and looks at Zev "I shouldn't have reacted that way. I just...I'm sorry." the tiefling apologizes.

Trying to regain her composure, Mirais stretches her gloved hand to the Black Thorn.
"Anyway, I'm Mirais. Nice to meet you." she says, trying her best to smile.

"Corrupt?" Mirais lets out a bitter, weak laugh, without taking her eyes off of the ground "He's mental, not corrupt. Corrupt is taking money from the city coffers from himself: he's outlawed mint, tea, and commanded the guards to attack civilians."

After they've reached the alley, Mirais slowly let go of Canacha's hand and leans on a wall.
Looking straight to the ground without saying a word, the tiefling tries to come to terms about what had just happened.

Man, this rolls have been terrifying. <.<
I was planning for Mirais to be too panicked to make a scene yet at Zev, but I needed something for those terrible Stealth rolls. D:

She...she's dead. Did I just help kill someone?
Slightly breaking out of her daze, Mirais' mind starts to process what had just happened, before Zev replies to her.
"And do you think that was a good reason to kill her!?" Mirais yells at Zev, her eyes filled with anger and fear, before snapping her hand away from the skinwalker's "Let go of me!"
Did he kill her because of me? If I had been stronger, he wouldn't have had to do that...It's all my fault...

Realizing that she had just lost time and attracted attention, Mirais moves and stays to Canacha, her expression even more terrified and distraught than before.

Stealth: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
Stealth: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
Stealth: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 1 = 17
*Facepalm*

Mirais turns around after her fruitless swings just in the time to see Zev approaching the woman that attacked her. For a few moments, everything slowed down, as the tiefling could only hear the sound of a blade cleaving trough flesh, smashing the spine with a crunch.

Wide-eyed, Mirais stands motionless, staring at the cleaved corpse, oblivious to what was now happening around.
"You killed her..." the qlippoth-spaw whispers, looking at the pool of blood forming on the paving of the plaza, her mind unable to form cohesive thoughts for the moment.

When Zev and Canacha pulls her away, she opposes no resistance, but keeps staring at the dead woman even as she is led away from the scene.

So, instead of just killing them, you want them to die a slow death from radiation poisoning.

Any other sugges...plans for your enemies?

Well my prospects in Save or Sucks are Decerebrate and Fuse Flesh: the first teleports a chunk of the target's brain out of their heads, and the second pulls a I Have No Mouth And I Must Scream on them...