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Hey guys, as per the abilty RAW -- ...all creatures within the area must succeed on a DC 16 Fortitude save or be affected by powerful hallucinations as long as they remain in the cloud plus 1d4 rounds after leaving the area. So please keep making the checks. :).

Okay, seeing as the majority of the group is in the bracket of 5-9 tier, i will present a list of options below which we can play, so please let me know which ones they have played out of these, and we will do the odd one out.

5-03 Hellnight's Feast;
5-07 Port Godless;

If we have overlap with the above, here are the other options i recommend which are in line with what we are playing/running.

4-03 The Golemworks Incident;
4-06 The Green Market;
4-17 Tower of the Ireonwood Watch;
or the
4-22, 24 and 25 Glories of the Past (Trilogy, 3 scenarios)

Please cast your votes, i am familiar with all of these adventures as i have played them in standard, so should be no problem running them.

So this group appears to be level 4 and level 8 which is a very large variance. Either way someone will have to play a pregen. What would people prefere, 3-7 or 5-9 tier? I am happy to run anything.

Aight, so taking into account that the level the party should be right this moment is 5.2 based on 'the plan' of ScortchedOne's Insane Run idea, i think we need to come up with an alternate plan with the current group.

So what are everyone's level of the core characters they wish to play?

Morka - level 5.2

Eeehm, could you burn a star for replay? Or does anyone have any other ideas?

Alright team, then in that case i will quickly read the scenario now, prepare the maps and then get the ball rolling this afternoon.

@GM Aidzog, I have played through S06-17 Fire of Karamoss so i would be happy to GM the next game if you would prefer. Would give you a chance to play, and to be honest I wouldn't mind putting Morka down for a game or two.

Thank you so much GM! It was a wild ride! GG!

Morka shoots his bow again.
Shortbow+Bless+Performance: 1d20 + 9 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 9 + 2 + 1 = 31
Damage: 1d4 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 1d6 ⇒ (3) + 2 + 2 + 1 + (5) = 13 -- arrow damage

Morka turns to Fethril and gives the elf a silent nod, and a thumbs up, "Thanks for the save." He turns back to the evil sorcorer and shoots him again.
Shortbow+Bless+Performance: 1d20 + 9 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 9 + 2 + 1 = 28
Damage: 1d4 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 1d6 ⇒ (1) + 2 + 2 + 1 + (2) = 8 -- arrow damage

Morka staggers up to James and touches his shoulder, "You're our last hope, James. Remember, you're a hero!" and casts heroism on the barbarian.

Inspire courage still up.

Morka, barely standing and completely singed from head to toe, smirks and turns to his group, "I think i'm...fried..." He coughs a black plume of smoke.

Morka keeps shooting the mephit.
Shortbow+Bless+Performance: 1d20 + 9 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 9 + 2 + 1 = 29
Damage: 1d4 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 1d6 ⇒ (4) + 2 + 2 + 1 + (5) = 14 -- arrow damage

Morka takes a shot at the Mephit.
Shortbow+Bless+Performance: 1d20 + 9 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 9 + 2 + 1 = 23
Damage: 1d4 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 1d6 ⇒ (2) + 2 + 2 + 1 + (2) = 9 -- arrow damage

"Here we go again! Remember Merisiel! You're a HERO!" Morka shouts from behind the room, as he begins to encourage his team from a distance.
Inspire Courage, +2/+2!

He walks calmly into the room.

The first time Merisiel fails to open the lock, Morka walks up and cast's heroism on the rogue. "You're doing great Merisiel. Keep trying!"

Morka starts his performance again.
Please bot me if i do not post, i will be very busy next few days.

Morka shoots again.
Shortbow+Point Blanc+Performance+Bless: 1d20 + 9 + 2 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 9 + 2 + 1 + 1 = 18
Damage: 1d4 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 1d6 ⇒ (2) + 2 + 2 + 1 + (4) = 11 -- arrow damage

Yikes, i dont actually know if i took my level 5 feat or not. It appears i might have incorrectly leveled up and forgot a few things. But we can deal wit that at the end of the adventure.

Shortbow+Point Blanc+Performance+Bless: 1d20 + 9 + 2 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 9 + 2 + 1 + 1 = 15
Damage: 1d4 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 1d6 ⇒ (3) + 2 + 2 + 1 + (2) = 10 -- the extra 1d6 is acid
Yikes, a 2...

"Plan B - Get 'Em - Boys ...and Girl!" Morka says excitedly, "...i feel like that should be copywrited...what do you guys think?" He smiles viciously at the group.

Inspire courage, +2/+2

Morka smiles, "Those gotta be fire elementals...big...burning...obnoxious...balls of flame...with arms?"
Knowledge: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (4) + 11 = 15
"Yep! They are!" he talks to himself. He then takes some sparkle dust from his rucksack, and casts a quick glitterdust aiming behind the two elementals but hitting both.
DC 15 Will save please, or blind. :)

Morka crosses his arms, and looks over to the Oread, "We apologies for the troubles we caused. But sometimes, violence seems to be the most direct solution, especially when the other party does not wish to listen." He leers at his group of fellow pathfinders, "We represent Eudran, hopefully trying to put an end to Tygora's tyranny. What is your stance on all this?"

Morka rolls his eyes, "Okay, friend. This has gone on for far too long. How about you lower your weapon." Morka takes a step back, and cast's grease on the remaining enemy's weapon.
DC 14 reflex save or drop your weapon.

Morka takes a step, takes out his wand to heal Valeros.
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Watching his companions continue the brutality, Morka puts his hands on his hips begrudgingly, "Fine then. Keep it up."

Pass turn.

Will fascinate the crowd of oread instead then. Maybe to distract them from all of the violence.

Sence Motive: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (10) + 10 = 20

EDIT PER GM'S POST BELOW...!

He shouts at his companions, "Marisiel! Valeros! Maybe you should use non lethal damage here! Our on looking friends don't seem to be taking all this violence very well! Maybe knock them out and we can talk to them later? Ask whyyyyy they're setting these fires?"

He thinks for a moment, "Hold that thought, i might be able to steal their attention while you put the fires out!" He will start dancing and waving his hands around, using fascinate to take the ifrit's attention. He still tries to talk to the Ifrit, "Here! Look at me...i'm such a stranger in this town...ooooh, me, a stranger!"
Perform: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (10) + 11 = 21

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (2) + 11 = 13
Diplomacy, gm reroll: 1d20 + 11 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 11 + 4 = 25

"Ummmm." Morka stumbles around after every clang, the vibrations felt throughout his whole body, "Business with..." eeeep, "Yes that's ri..." wobble, "Sounds like you're doing a good job there." stumble, "Sound's like your not quite enjoying your work...the rushing...i mean..." eeep, "What a big giant like you needs, is to take more time and pride in his work...am i right?" slips, "EVER THOUGHT ABOUT CHANGING CONTRACTS?" He finally shouts, completely ignoring the final comment from the giant.

Am i right in assuming we want him to stop making weapons for Tygora, correct?

Local: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13

Morka aproaches the giant, the size difference between them is immense. He holds his nose, as the stench from the smithys large toes are toxic. "Emmm, excuse me, Mr. Smithy-sir. Could he spare a moment of your time?" he quickly backs off so he is not stepped on. "So how's business these days? Steady?"

"Oh good! And here i thought they would have challenged me to a drinking contest...between you and me, i can't drink to save my life..." He takes another swig of brew and nearly fall off his stool..."Eeeeeh, Fethril, would you give me a hand? I'm feeling a little tip...anyone need to dip their weapons into coal?"

Smithy is as good a place as any.

Diplomacy, main: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (17) + 11 = 28

Morka shakes his head, "we are not from Taldor, and believe me that voting is not always as fun as it sounds." The halfling passes it off as a joke, one which i doubt the oread would understand, "I can understand that deserting such a cause can be seen as weekness, but perhaps the young Ifrit had his own reasons. Mind them now. We come here on good faith from Eudran, who supports this matter entirely. We were sent here to help, and if you want an avalanche of a commitment..." he takes a some ale and scuffs it down quickly, "...you've got one!"

I sincerely apologise, been finding it difficult to log in and update games. Life is hitting hard at the moment.

Melee: Valeros, 1/2 Deluge (low DPR, substandard AC), Merisiel..a bit, James
Ranged: 1/2 Fethril (Magic Missile, substandard bow)
Arcane: Deluge, Fethril
Healing: Fethril
Buff/Support:Merisiel, Fethril, Morkda
Face: Morak

Morka nods, "Tavern it is. But what the plan when we get there? Buy all of the oread workers a drink untill they sign on? That might be quite an expensive rouse..."

I am so sorry to hear that James! Please take care of your son and yourself! Family comes first! <3

Sorry, been very out of it lately...
Sense Motive: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (17) + 11 = 28

Morka trudding along at the back, he seems to be a little lost in thought and struggling to keep up. He just snickers, "Valeros, as there are many styles of martial arts, there are equally as many forms of diplomacy. Showing brute strength is one of James's favourites."

He follows along.

"Thank you Vel, i'm glad someone here enjoys my talents. It is going to be a good change of pace."

"Step back Fethril, let the experts handle this. Your tall elven legs must be tired from all the walking." He detects magic.
Arcana: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9
The bard gets really distracted with the song, he begins coming up with more lyrics rather than focusing on the magical auras.

"I'm partial to 'Five Swordlords and a Spoon' - do you know it?"

The bard smiles, "Is that a variant to 'Seven Swordlords and a Spoon'? I don't think i've heard that one before, but i could probably guess as to the lyrics...Ahem." The bard does not have any musical instruments on him, but he begins to sing a pleasant tune.

'T'was five Aldori Swordlords and their spoon eating supper round a fire,
They lost their rations in battle 'at day, their situation rather dire,
One made some soup from mushrooms and glooms, they knew they had to share it,
With only one spoon between the men, all they could do is smell it.

Five Aldori Swordlords and their spoon went marching through the swamp,
To defeat the mightly dragon who farts methane and could chomp,
The dragon farted and laughed, their swords and armor melted away, only one spoon was left to save them,
They raised the spoon which reflected the gas, and now the Swordlords have some scales.'

He does a quick bow, humming the tune insistently, maybe mixing a few other verses as they go.

Edit - haha, oh Deluge! We played Overflow Archives together last month! Hello! What a small world this is...

An excited young gnome rushes up and shakes the hands of his new companions, "Greetings! Merisiel, Valeros! I am Morka the Magnificent! Although Fethril over there might say "Hey, there is nothing magnifiscent about him!" I am here to prove that wrong! I am here to record all your magnificent feats throughout our adventures together! If there is anything you need, just ask me. I am veeeeeeeery smart!" She puts his hand up to his mouth all secretive like, "Muuuuch smarter than that wizard over there."

I wouldn't mind reduce person cast on me, Morka is already quite small. Would be very entertaining.

On the trail, Morka sighs from fatigue of travel, "Hey James, mind if i hop on your shoulders? All this walking is doing my head in. Hey Valeros, what is your favorite song? I will sing it for you!"

Morka looks around, "This looks like a dead end, but something doesnt feel right. Anyone have any ideas?"

Also, who is Deluge?

Sounds good - welcome on board! :)

Yep sounds good to me! :)

Thank you for the group! Can you please close off this thread when you get a chance!

"I love looking for landmarks! Oooo, look a mountain!" Morka muses as he points to a hill in the distance.
SUrvival: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 1 = 16

Geography: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (18) + 11 = 29

"You know guys, Qadira’s spellcasters have long practiced elemental magic and conjured genies, and geniekin are relatively common in the region. It is believed that most have gravitated toward settlements in the Zho Mountains, though nobody seems able to confirm this rumor. The few explorers who’ve tried to locate these communities have found the mountains to be deceptively difficult to navigate, and what looks like a mountain pass from afar is often merely a mirage. Morka explains.

I love the idea of selecting a name as well. Fethril's stick in the mud attitude does not represent the views and opinions of the player.

Haha, i completely get it! Morka is just playing along. He always likes a 'grumpy' character to mess around with!

"How about...FANTASTIC FOUR?" Morka says out loud, and then frowns, "No wait, i think i've heard that before. We might have copyright issues with that name...mmmmhhhh."

With a dismissive sigh, "I propose 'The Pathfinder Society'. It has worked for centuries."

"You know, that's ... original." Morka smiles, "But i know you can do better than that, Fethril. Come on, you must have a creative side, right?" He clearly wants to press this topic.

Is this Valley of the Veiled Flame? I have not played this in either core or stdard so...yippee!

Morka looks around at the team, "We've assembled again? Guys, we need a cool team name. What do you think?"

Morka comments, "Large illusory barrier? Well this ought to be fun." He pauses, before asking a question, "Can you tell us more about what else they found, i mean before they stumbled into the barrier? Can we take a look into their research before we go there, maybe there would be clues to what happened to them."