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Coming out of her paralytic state, Ruvena walks over to the now slain creature and promptly cuts off its head. "Stupid."

Sorry about my lack of activity: RL ridiculously busy ATM. Stuck on my phone as well.

Escape Artist if necessary: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16

Ruvena moves up and attacks with her sword.

Greatsword Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11

Greatsword Damage: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

Ruvena charges forward, slashing at the hand.

Greatsword attack with Charge: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15

Greatsword Damage: 1d10 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12

Ruvena attacks again, then steps back.

Greatsword Attack w/ Inspire: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24

Crit confirm?: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14

Greatsword Damage w/ Inspire: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

Crit Damage: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

Ruvena tries to speak, but only manages to get out a gargle as blood comes pouring out her mouth. She swings back in anger at the statue in retaliation, frustration rising in her eyes.

Greatsword Attack w/Inspire: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14

Greatsword Damage w/Inspire: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13

Ruvena approaches and closes the gap to engage the creature, sword drawn. Seeing how hard it was for Ironshanks to get through the creatures defenses, she yells over to Lem: "Get Pruk up here. We need him."

Double move.

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22

Watching the halfling and dwarf dismantle the sea creatures, Ruvena does her best to hide her surprise at their prowess. "Guess you've got no love for beasts of the seas. Hmmm."

She then waits for Cazlin to climb the rope and asks him to tie knots in it so the rest of the group can get up easier.

Stuck on my phone. Would someone move Ruvena towards a drier spot where she can take a shot at the creatures with her bow?

“Won’t be me swimming but I’ll keep watch.” say Ruvena as she stows her sword and strings her bow.

Ruvena watches the creature fall then walks into the northern room. "There's some bones and stuff in here." she calls back to the others.

Bending down she gathers the items and tries to value them.

Appraise: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (13) - 1 = 12

Ruvena looks at the creature as it reaches for her and casually draws her greatsword from her back. Scrutinizing the creature, she thinks she recognizes it but can’t recall what it is. Shrugging and sighing, she slashes hard and fast at its gut.

Knowledge Nature: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8 +2 if undead

Greatsword Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5 +2 if undead

Greatsword Damage: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9 +2 If undead

Ruvena looks around after lighting a sunroof.

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11

Ruvena looks around after lighting a sunrod.

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19

Ruvena scampers down the rope and looks around for anything interesting.

Climb: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 1 = 13

Ruvena stares for awhile at the portal then with a shrug says in a cold voice: "No idea.Book copy then tower should be fine."

Ruvena, skin still burnt from the acid, nods at Nigels words. ]"Ready here."

Ruvena, no longer able to hold it in, cries out in pain as the acid sears her flesh deeply. She takes out her waterskin and dumps it all over herself, trying to dilute the substance.

Ruvena grimaces at the pain as the acid eats away at her but does not make a sound. She then shakes her head in disappointment at herself and begins looking around.

Heal: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 1 = 18

Appraise: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (18) - 1 = 17

Appraise: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (19) - 1 = 18

Ruvena grabs the book and flips through its pages before handing it to Barcher. "Too bad I can't read."

She then follows the sound into the strange room, bow drawn.

Ruvena looks quizzically at the damaaged area for a bit then says “I wonder if...”

Craft Carpentry: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24

Nails and hammer begin flying as the dark skinned gnome works to shore everything up. After a bit she turns back to the group and says: “Done.”

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15

"Not the best construction, it seems." Ruvena climbs the ladder with a shrug, looking around and coming up behind Cazlin quietly.

"I think the dwarf and the orc should come up here with us. May run into trouble."

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16

"Sounds like an idea to me." says Ruvena.

Ruvena follows everyone to the library, trying to keep with the conversation when they arrive.

[ooc] Sorry folks. Website has eaten my posts every time.[ooc]

A dusty skinned gnome walks in, her face tattooed with white, spiraled designs. You smell a whiff of decay as she passes through the door but only for a brief moment. Her hair is white as a snowcapped mountain which is contrasted by everything else on her person beingdyed a dark, deep black. She sighs loudly as she enters the room, murmuring something under her breath about directions. In a completely uninterested, monotone voice she says: “Last one here I guess. Ain’t that grand. Where are we going?” Sighing deeply again, she gathers all the information being handed out and discussed and begins picking her teeth with a large wooden toothpick. “We ready?”

I'd like to throw Ruvena into the mix.

PFS:
1) Player name: Nerak the Numb
2) Character name:Ruvena Wormwringer
3) PFS#-Character#:2188-3
4) Faction: The Exchange
5) Day Job: Craft (carpentry)
6) Regular or slow speed for chronicle: Regular

Ok, Ruvena is done for now.

Here's the crunchy bits for my Gnome Ranger. I'll work on the fluff and get it posted soon. Good luck to all!