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Thank you for all the fun. Glad I got a chance to play this one.

THE MUSIC STOPS.

The melodious droning sound of the shawm is no more.

Many of Myra's fellow Pathfinders look back toward her, wondering what has become of the ubiquitous sounds of her instrument.

When they do, you see Myra has stepped to side where she has a clear view to where she believes the hag is. She holds out her hand, which begins to exude a twisting, shadowy substance. Very quickly, and somewhat violently, this shadow extends from her arm in a long line enveloping the hag as it does.

Casting grim tendrils. 2d4 damage + 1 persistent bleed damage.
The hag may make a DC 16 Fort save. See the spoiler.

damage: 2d4 ⇒ (2, 2) = 4

Myra intensifies her playing, inspiring all around to fight with increased vigor.(more inspire courage).

She also points her sword in the general direction of where she thins the witch is. From somewhere near the hag, a stone is launched at her.

to hit, telekinetic projectile: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 6 + 1 = 20
bludgeoning damage: 1d6 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 3 + 1 = 10

Myra sounds a sour note on her shawm as the Homonculus attacks. She recovers, and continues to play one handed as she draws her sword and attempts to whack the creature!

to hit: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 4 + 1 = 25
piercing damage: 1d6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 + 1 = 8

The above includes inspire courage. One action for inspire courage, one action to draw shortsword, one to to attack. HEY! Myra is doing something slightly different!

Edit to add: MYRA GOT A CRIT!

Once again, Myra pulls out her shawm and begins playing rousing fight music.

Stride, pull out shawm, inspire courage.

Myra steps forward, giving Lough a knowing glance as she does (hoping for that assist with deception). "My new friend...the scarf does indeed have value to us. We have been sent to make it safe, as this scarf is HAUNTED! I shall spare you the story, but suffice to say, a very unfortunate victim wore this scarf the night she was mercilessly BEHEADED! She stood before her love, and when she removed her scarf, HER HEAD FELL OFF OF HER SHOULDERS and rolled down a long stairway!"

Myra stares into the foxes eyes as she pulls her Dwarven tarot deck from her pouch. She continues her story, "ONLY I, MYRA BEARER OF FORTUNES, can keep the spirit of the scarf from its murderous rampages!"

Myra tosses her cards into the air, and as they fan out in front of her, she scowls at the fox person.

Casting prestidigitation to assist with the special effects.

deception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

Myra can possibly assist at +4.

Myra steps away from the looming threat of the beast, and continues to play her rousing march.

step, stride, inspire courage.

Myra strolls around the back of the wagon where she is next to Erevan and Ronnie. She begins playing her shawm, and summons a shield.

stride, Inspire Courage, and shield spell.

Myra shares what she knows (please see the spoiler in GM's last post)

Sensing trouble, Myra takes out her shawm and moves forward. She'll also attempt to recall any knowledge she might have about the attacker.

Stride, take out shawm, recall knowledge (arcana +5)

Yanko clears his throat and furrows his brows. ”I, I think I know how we could approach this creature.” His voice is questioning, as he is obviously still coming to terms with how he received said knowledge. ”Any one silver-tongued or with experience and knowledge about the criminal underworld, can probably try to deceive the creature by telling it that what it found isn’t so valuable after all or scare it that what it found might be cursed.” He starts looking at his hands ”With quick fingers, I believe it should be possible to steal back what we’re looking for from his sack. I believe my hands are nimble enough for that task, if talking should fail.”

Myra listens thoughtfully to Yanko's story. "I think perhaps I may wish to speak to this fox creature when the time comes. I may be able sweet-talk it into handing over what it has stolen."

Later, Myra is pleased to find the missing Pathfinders, and offers any assistance appropriate.

As the music begins to play, Myra begins moving her in a curvy fashion, as if she is making pottery on a wheel. "I love this song."

I am back. Sorry about the delay. I neglected to purge those dastardly cookies. I will attempt to catch up tonight.

religion: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15

"Do....do any of you see that? I think this spirit wants to communicate in some way. I don't think it means us any harm. Perhaps it needs one of us to speak for it."

Myra seems timid, perhaps even concerned about approaching the spirit.

Myra gently wipes the mouthpiece of her shawm, then stretches and smacks her lips. "I do hope that we can correct whatever has these gremlins stirred up. I would hate for this peaceful village to be in perpetual conflict with these forest denizens, or whatever is sending them to attack."

Myra continues to play shawm as she moves forward.

Inspire courage, stride, and shield spell. If this combat goes another round, Myra just -might- do something different!

Myra continues to play her rousing march as she moves toward the fountain next to Snarlfist.

Her shield spell is also renewed.

As before, Inspire Courage is up, as is a shield spell.

Myra sees the enemy and curses. "By Magrim's suspenders! Dahlings, it seems we have company, and it does not appear they want to join us for tea!"

Myra moves forward, pulls out a shawm and begins playing a particularly rousing and inspiring march.

Stride, pull out shawm, and inspire courage (everyone gets the usual +1 bonus to attack rolls, damage rolls, and saves vs. fear).

Myra attempts to ascertain what this villager may be looking for, and responds accordingly.

occult: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13

If possible, perhaps Myra could retcon the recall knowledge checks from earlier. In updating her character sheet, I was reminded of her Bardic Lore feat, which allows her to be trained for any recall knowledge roll. She would have a +5 Forest Lore.

No nature or forest lore for Myra.

"What can you tell us about these relics that were being transported?"

Player Name: Quirk
Character Name: Myra, Bearer of Fortunes
Character Level: 1
PFS number: 278101-2002
Normal / Slow Advancement: Normal

Downtime Fortune Teller Lore Task Level 0, DC 14: roll: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19
Pathfinder Training & Consumable Generalist, Minor Healing Potion

Myra is level 1.

Myra looks on as Yanko draws the cards from her deck. "I have indeed heard of these trolls you speak of, though I have never seen this first hand. It seems crude to me, as I prefer my artfully elaborate deck you see in front of you. It belonged to my Aunt, who passed it down to me when I showed interest many years ago."

Myra reaches out her hand, closes her eyes, and magically straightens the cards on the table (prestidigitation cantrip). Finally opening her eyes, she gazes upon the cards. "The Brewery of the Ancients is your first card, followed by the Enslaved Dragon, and finally The Departed Host." The first card shows a dwarf walking down a shadowy aisle, flanked by massive barrels of ale and beer. The second shows a dragon, its head pointed up toward a forge, with several dwarves working around the red-hot flames. The third shows a throng of dwarves in shining regalia enjoying their eternal reward in some sort of afterlife.

"My interpretation of these cards is this: there are those who look over us, and wish us happiness. They wish us both rewards in life, and in death. Find ways to use your, nay, perhaps OUR, circumstances to our advantage. Those looking over us will then help us."

You guys are making me work for it--you're pushing my ability to BS to its outer limits! I should really write these cards down in case this continues to come up!

Myra at first seems surprised by Lough reaching for the cards, but as he lays his choices on the table, Myra settles down in her seat to ponder the ancient and rare dwarven tarot.

"You have drawn the Splintered Pickaxe, Bolka's Glittering Grotto, and The Abundant Feast. It's strange that you have arranged the cards as you did on the table, with one sideways, and the other two overlapping."

Myra ponders this, then offers "Clearly, you must offer hard work during the adventure we are about to begin, and though there may be obstacles, there are rewards at the end." Looking up to Lough, Myra continues, "As I see the cards, none of this will be easy, yet it is eminately necessary, and the completion of this task will have its own rewards."

A dwarven woman enters the room. She wears a leather jack over a colorful skirt, a shortsword swings at her side.

"Hello dahlings! It seems I shall be accompanying all of you on this outing for the Society. I am Myra, and it's very nice to meet all of you. When all of this is over, you all really must allow me to do a tarot reading for each of you!" With that, Myra fans a deck of large cards in her fingers.

A few notes about Myra: I'm a little concerned that she is somewhat fragile here at first level, so she'll stay in the back and do her "bard" thing casting some spells and encouraging. I think her wide variety of skills will still be relevant despite the fact the she is lower level than most of you.

I'll most likely be playing Myra here, as my usual character (the famous turkey leg snacking wizard named Arlo) is tied up on other adventures. More info later when we confirm that Arlo is not available (and it will be fun to play the new-ish first level character anyway).

I think I am going to need to bow out of this. I just have an extreme lack of bandwidth right now. I am pretty active on the Starfinder side of things, and I really just don't have the time to do this justice.

Good luck to all of you.

I'm uncertain about Pathfinder. I love Starfinder, but for whatever reason, I'm having a harder time embracing this than Starfinder (funny, as I have been playing Dungeons and Dragons since 198coughcough!).

That said, this seems to be a fun group. I am going to stick with it for another short quest. I'll try to embrace my character a little more this time!

Myra has some performance gigs she attends to.

performance: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18

278101-2002 Envoy's Alliance

Myra continues to play her shawm, hoping her fellow Pathfinders can finish off this statue.

Inspire courage. Everyone gets +1 to hit and damage, and +1 to saves against any fear effects.

Myra moves toward the scrum near this strange statue, pulling her shawm out as she does. She begins to play a rousing, droning, composition.

Inspire courage. Everyone gets +1 to hit and damage, and +1 to saves against any fear effects. "What's a shawm" you say? In the real world, it was a reeded instrument from medieval times. A predecessor of the modern oboe.

Myra squeals as the undead creature near her suddenly moves. Collecting herself, she sends a salvo of magic at it.

Magic Missile. Full round action.

damage: 3d4 + 3 ⇒ (2, 3, 1) + 3 = 9

Midwest U.S.--Indiana.

"Indeed my dahling. We, too, are members of the Pathfinder Society, and I believe we have the same question for you. What are you doing here? And do you have proper credentials? We were sent to work at this site as well."

Diplomacy role, if it is helpful in this situation.
diplomacy: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8

perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9

Myra makes her way up the hall, loosening her sword from its scabbard as she does.

Myra wanders down the hallway, though she is somewhat nervous about this place.

Myra continues to do the search action.

Search. Perception is +6 (should have my character information sorted out on my profile in a bit)

"Perhaps, dahlings, the road less traveled may favor us. Though the north corridor is narrow, I have a good feeling for that choice."

Myra continues to carefully look around as she speaks.

"Elrekah, such a nice dahling, you really must let me read your fortunes later. Perhaps right now, we head down the steps and see what we can find out about this mysterious Pathfinder."

"My dahlings, I say this. . . .there is no time like the present. Traveling in the cool of the evening seems a wise decision."

A dwarven woman has been nearby, listening to Norden. She sports a colorful skirt over tough leathers, and a sword hangs at her side.

"May we be favored by good luck and fortunes on this journey," she says as she fans a deck of tarot cards in her hand. "As a gesture of goodwill, I will offer these guards a deep discount on my readings."

Myra will take a scroll of summon fey and a healing potion.

Hoping to get an introductory post up tonight when I get home. I also need to iron out the last couple of details on Myra.

Looking forward to this. Sorry I'm starting out just a bit behind.

I have decided.

Myra, Bearer of Fortunes is my new dwarven bard. She'll be joining everyone on this adventure.