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I wanted to add to our hard-working alchemist that I haven't gotten to play with one of those in a party before these games with Barnaby so I don't have it internalized what they can do in general or what they can specifically do for me. Feel free to give me a nudge to remind me to quaff something useful from your arsenal. Especially since I pulled away from the Int skills, I know something like the silvertongue mutagen has its benefit with little drawback for Gari. I just need to remember it exists and is available for use at an appropriate time.

My character sheet is littered with reminders about bonuses (skill feats next to skills, save bumps next to saves, etc). You could add a note about the mutagen near your social skills

I am never totally clear on what does/doesn't count for earn income. As Thievery often applies in scenarios for situations like fixing a delicate broken instrument, could this count for an earn income task? I imagine something along the lines of working as an assistant for repairing clocks or pocketwatches.

Crafting , Lore (Any), Performance

Anyone need healing? Granny can try Medicine, or has a Heal spell available

Nope. Fjorn’s topped up, and everyone else is at full

”Grease is good”, Valamar nods, ”but you’re gonna need heat, too!”

Aid (Crafting): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16

A small but stout halfling arrives at their meeting place. One can see that he has some tools at his disposal: a frying pan, a huge two-pronged fork, a long piece of wooden pole, and a Y-shaped staff. Stowed behind him is a steel shield.

He looks around to make sure he arrives at the right place, and finds a group of Pathfinders gathered nearby.

"Basag Bungo, at your service! I hope I am not late for the mission briefing?"

”Not yet”, Kosh replies. ”Fink dere’s someone who knows ya”

He nods toward Fjorn.

Jack kneels down and puts a woody hand into the soil, melding with the nearby plant life.

Nature: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

He frowns. ”Busy signal? What?”

The Kholo's nose curls at the unsavory scent. "So many... How will we get past?' He looks expectantly at the others, his gaze settling on Blackfeather. "You seem more experienced in the ways of this world than others. You have a plan?"

Jack slowly grins. ”I have something better”, he replies. An eerie music starts up, but with a catchy beat. Cast musical accompaniment

He does a shuffling zombie dance, as he approaches the patrol.

”Moldered bones and rotten gunk
Are no match for graveyard funk!
Time to move those shattered hips!
Sing a dirge without your lips!
If you’re seeking out the quick,
You know I’ve got just the trick!
Shamble east along this path!
Taste their brains, they’ll taste your wrath!”

He continues dancing off to the side, trying to guide them away from the party.

Deception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10

Hero Point

Deception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10

When Evni mentions fallen Pathfinders, Jack solemnly takes off the top of his head, and covers his heart with it. After she finishes the briefing, he replaces it.

”Any idea of what we can expect to run into?”, he asks.

Orca? What orca? Although if one does turn up that would be cool

”You said you’re an orc/undine cross”, says Shalosar with a grin, ”so you could call yourself that”

Jack sees Briney and Nanoc trying to deal with the spirits, each in their own way. Something familiar about…

”BRINEY!”, he cries. ”USE OUR COMBINED MIGHT AGAINST OUR FOES!”

He then turns to the spirits.

”AWAY WITH YOU! DARKEN OUR DOORSTEP NO MORE!”

Oh look, I have another Hero Point!

Occultism: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25

”See you there”, Shalosar says to Nigel.

As he leaves, he says to the others, ”They’re not that snooty-looking”

Shalosar’s surprise at Mrs. Crinkle’s transformation soon turns into a broad grin. ”Why Grandma, what big teeth you have!”, he says, almost giddily.

Then he turns to the targets across the way. Stepping up to the edge of the dock, he grimaces as spiked chains erupt from the back of each wrist. They’re ten feet long, shiny black, and weave through the air around him. He snaps each of them in turn like whips, and the last links fly off the end toward the rightmost scalawag.

Step [one-action],
Channel Elements (free one-action Elemental Blast vs Gray) [one-action],
Elemental Blast vs Gray [one-action],
Weapon Infusion: 50’ range [free],
Impulse Junction: Until the start of your next turn, each time a creature touches you or damages you with an unarmed melee attack or non- reach melee weapon, it takes piercing damage equal to half your level (2)

Attack: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (3) + 9 = 12
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 2P

Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 3P

Jack cheers on his teammates.

”Get that fish!
Catch a pile!
Help those kids
And make them smile!”

Jack starts at Lindevaile’s music. ”Oh, how marvelous!”, he says, and sings along to it.

”Going to the carnival
On a secret mission!
All the answers that we seek
Are what we are wishin’!

Will there be a scary plot?
Can we all untie this knot?
Are we gonna eat a lot?
‘Yes!’ is my suspicion!”

Creepy organ music starts up, as Jack addresses the fey in somber tones. Cast musical accompaniment

”A merry chase is well and good,
But have a care about your wood,
Or else a tragic song you’ll sing;
You can’t spell ‘kindling’ without ‘king’”

A flicker of fire appears in Jack’s head.

Intimidation: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18
+1 for the music?

Jack tries to brachiate his way along the wall sconces.

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19

”Woo hoo!”, he cries, swinging from torch to torch.

Jack joins in with Shorti’s act, to the sounds of a calliope. Cast musical accompaniment

”We met some lizardfolk, with something shiny on their porch,
But then along came lots of scamps, and something that went ZORCH!
We drove them off, and shut it down, and then we said ‘Hooray!’
A win for the Society, and now let’s all away!”

Performance: 1d20 + 9 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 9 + 1 = 22

Shalosar makes his way between the crates. He grimaces as spiked chains erupt from the back of each wrist. They’re ten feet long, shiny black, and weave through the air around him.

He cracks one of them like a whip, and the last link snaps off and flies toward one of their opponents. The other chain curves in front of him, in a defensive posture.

Stride, Channel Elements, Elemental Blast vs Yellow (free), Cast shield

Attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 2P

”Sea witch, eh?”, remarks Silverbeard.

He nudges Molly. ”Looks like ye got some competition, lass!”

The blonde elf approaches a halfling-sized scarecrow, dressed in worn, mismatched leathers. He has a Jack o’ lantern for a head. A crow looks around from his shoulder; at second glance, it appears to be made of blackened wicker.

When she gives him her message, he gasps in delight. A rousing melody starts up. Cast musical accompaniment

”A mission! A mission!
And here I am just wishin’
That somebody would have a job for me!

Some spying? Some fighting?
Some wrongs that need some righting?
We’ll go to Captain Valsin’s place and see!”

Upon his arrival at the office, he removes the top of his head, and tips it like a hat. ”Blackfeather Jack, at your service!”

Marigold grabs another arrow. As she draws it back, the head morphs into a tiny metal fist, with the middle finger extended as a spike.

”Catch!”, she says cheerily to the elemental who attacked Aerin, and lets it fly.

Eldritch Shot (telekinetic projectile) at Green

Attack: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (16) + 16 = 32
Piercing: 2d6 + 2 ⇒ (3, 3) + 2 = 8+Bludgeoning: 5d6 ⇒ (6, 3, 5, 5, 1) = 20

”YA RAT BASTID!”, cries Marigold, upon seeing the enormity of “Rindle’s” crimes. She pulls out her bow, and as she draws the string, a green arrow with a smoking tip materializes in the nock. She lets it fly.

Interact, Cast caustic blast at “Rindle”

5’ burst, Ref save DC 23: 2d8 ⇒ (7, 1) = 8 Acid

Dreadfang tries to fly over the flames, his widdle wings flapping as hard as they can.

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (15) + 18 = 33

I have 2 glyphs ;) I will pass extra HP to Arfsnarf and Rannarix.

With regards to Mitch, that player is also at my table, and he posted on friday, so I would wait till monday, I am sure they will show up

Yep, posted Saturday :-)

PreSENT!

Hellpup gasps at their opponent. ”A werebatpig!”, they exclaim. ”I never heard of those!”

A burst of hellfire erupts from their mouth, coming to scorch the boar’s soul. Then a glowing red pentacle appears before them, apparently drawn in crayon.

Cast divine lance, shield

Attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21
Damage: 2d4 ⇒ (3, 4) = 7Spi

You see a halfling-sized scarecrow, dressed in worn, mismatched leathers. He has a Jack o’ lantern for a head. A crow looks around from his shoulder; at second glance, it appears to be made of blackened wicker.

”Ah, new friends!” He removes the top of his head, and tips it like a hat. ”Blackfeather Jack, at your service!”

Aldonza nods at Calisro’s suggestion. ”’Subtle’ is my middle name!”

She looks at the others. ”What?”

I have a decent Deception, but I can go either way

Rolling for the level 2 character that this will be Held for until she reaches level 3 (Only 2 more XP to go!)

Quote:

Molly steals a boat, and the two of them go joyriding.

Sailing Lore: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26

”May Pharasma bless an’ keep ye”, says Molly in a short funeral service, ”but look me up if ye change yer mind”

Molly starts at the realization. ”The soulbound!”, she says. ”They’re still here”

Molly narrows her eyes as she makes a sign in the air.

”By galleons tossed, an’ sailors drowned, 

By terrors o’ the deep renowned, 

By Father Dagon’s blackened heart,

I bid ye spirit, now depart!”

Religion: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 5 = 22

Meanwhile, Silverbeard looks around, his cutlass poised to strike.

Ready: if something hostile comes within reach, Strike it

”Solving a crime requires three components: Motive, Method and Opportunity”, Delorn proclaims, as he starts slowly pacing in front of the others.

”Motive: Tagheema is a compulsive gambler. She borrowed heavily from the Mendesil Loan company, and needs to pay them back soon if she wants to keep her legs. Ingrit has a notebook with detailed sketches of our missing wayfinder; selling it would fetch a pretty penny.

“Method: Ingrit has been doing some alchemical work in her spare time, and has vulture feathers on her dirty clothes. Someone has a set of taxidermied vultures, of which one is missing. That seems to tie in with what you found, Miladistra”

He stops pacing.

”And finally, Opportunity: we confront our suspects, connect them to the day’s events, and recover our prize before it’s sold off”

Also, I’ve been having an issue with pasting images into slides, where the page refreshes instead. Could someone please copy my avatar in? I’ll even take point! :-)

Molly’s smile is frozen on her face, not moving as she asks Darwin, ”What the hell was that?”

No no.

"Hey GM, I think you forgot to apply my 3-action heal"

Helps if you add a link!

My apologies. I didn’t mean for it to sound snarky.

”He appears to be home, alive and well”, says Flory, ”but distracted by a ritual he’s researching. I can send her back with a light spell to get his attention, unless someone has another suggestion”

”Now now”, Flory says to Hancock. ”That would be rather rude, no?”

She looks down at the spider perched over her heart like a brooch. ”Perhaps Her Ladyship could take a peek for us”

She extends her arm to the wall, and Lady Gwendolyn crawls along it and up toward the lit window.

Climb Speed 25’, Touch Telepathy to report back, empathic communication if there’s an emergency

Flory looks over Jadran’s shield. ”Your squire seems a bit tatty, good sir knight”, she says. ”Let’s have a closer look”

Repair, Crafting E, Quick Repair (1 min)

Crafting: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (4) + 12 = 16

If that’s not a Success, will HP

Crafting: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (7) + 12 = 19

”Marvelous!”, declares Jack.

”Sewer Dragons in the pipes!
Tunnel Scales will earn their stripes!
Tok will make up with his chief!
We are swooning with relief!”

He languishes on the floor.

Silverbeard stares daggers at the fake treasure. ”That’s cheating, that is!”, he grumbles.

Molly stares at him. ”Says the most honorable of pirates”

”There’s lines ye don’t cross, lass!”, he affirms.

Molly shrugs at Hope. ”I’ve had worse”

Silverbeard’s expression sours at Nikebei’s conduct. ”This ain’t shore leave, ye bilge rat! Pull yer head out!”

Flory shares her observations with the others.

See updated notes

Done

Kosh raises an eyebrow at Dibble, looking over his spotless outfit. ”Feel safer already”, he says, not at all convincingly.

Then he looks at Erzuuk, shrugs, and follows.

The rough-looking half-orc wears worn leathers, and has a sword at his left hip. A hunting horn hangs at his right. He carries himself like a soldier, eyes ever alert for potential danger.

”Kosh Bracken”, he says, by way of introduction. ” ‘Fore I joined the ‘Ciety, I was a mercenary, scout, patched up fellas like you lot. Now I just get paid betta!”

He grips the orc’s hand.

”Which way is ‘at?”, he asks.

Is there a picture of Morgroar in his wig? I have to see if it’s frightening, ridiculous or both

Okay, we have lost one of our players, who realized they've played this before. I guess we'll need to either find another 4th player or get a pre-gen.

On my way!

Jack tries to sneak up on another one, to scoop it up. ”Ooo, spiky!”

Stealth: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23

Then he sings the Stego Song, to get one to focus on him.

”Little stegos in the clearing.
See them wander, so endearing.
Playing games with all their mates
And their little stego plates!”

Fascinating Performance: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18

Ah, found it!