Nadij "Cinder" Nejem's page

Yes! Good times!

Thanks everyone!

Cinder listens to Kassen's tale, and looks approvingly at the gear and scales the party has earned. "Better payday than some of our grudge matches."

Cinder almost topples as his sister lands on his back. Shrugging, he starts a comfortable pace out. "Alright. You earned it." He refrains from mentioning his close calls in the multiple other fights in this place.

Back at town, he lets his sister do most of the talking. He nods as she thanks Vigny and cringes as she speaks to Ayo. "Yes. This has been an enlightening journey, and we thank both of you for keeping us all on our feet."

Sorry, yesterday was weird. (I see you already have my character info, but just to jump in with everyone else...)

PFS: 96140-24
Faction: Liberty's Edge
Current XP: 0
Current Prestige: 0
Current Fame: 0
(First session!)
(No Day Job)

Cinder dodges the blade with a leap, folding his body over the blade, and continuing on with a front-flip, his leg arcing behind him in an attempt to crush the skeleton.

Unarmed Strike, flank: 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 4 + 2 = 25
Unarmed Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9
Sneak Attack: 1d6 ⇒ 2

Smack!

Angered by the monster's vicious attacks into his sister and the paladin, the male ifrit runs back, bouncing off the steps into a leaping kick towards Asar.

Cinder moves into the flank with Ayo, attacks.

Unarmed Strike: 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 4 + 2 = 25
Unarmed Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4
Sneak Attack: 1d6 ⇒ 4

Cinder readies to step into a flank with Vigney should Ayo choose to open a spot up for him.

If Ayo does not 5-foot, Cinder attacks.
Unarmed Strike: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17 +2 if he gets to step into a flank
Unarmed Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4
And Sneak Attack if flanking Sneak Attack: 1d6 ⇒ 2

Cinder winces as his sister takes a nasty strike. Seeing she's still standing, he moves to engage the undead menace opposite his sister.

5-foot step, flanking with Ember

Unarmed Strike: 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 4 + 2 = 15
Unarmed Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4
Sneak Attack: 1d6 ⇒ 5

Cinder quaffs the potion and then steps into a flank for Ayo.

Healing!: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

No worries Fuzz; it's the week before finals for me... projects!

Robotics team sounds fun! (...he says as he struggles to finish building a toy compiler.)

Cinder cringes as he hear's the crunch from his and Ayo's armor.

He drives a knee forward into the skeleton, slide-steps back, and then retrieves the potion from earlier.

Unarmed Strike vs blue: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20
Unarmed Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

Attack, 5-foot move, draw potion

Was dealing with a sick cat, apologies for the delay.

Cinder darts forward, mirroring his sister's motions on the otherside of the stairs.

Unarmed Strike vs yellow-orange-ish: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21
Unarmed Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7
Sneak Attack: 1d6 ⇒ 6

Cinder is good with this plan. Also, not disturbing the bats. :)

"Leeches or undead piranha. Neither would be surprising at this point."

Cinder looks up to the ceiling. Acknowledging his sister's concern, he steps back to let her investigate the room quietly. She is, after all, the more sneaky of the pair.

"Thank you." the male ifrit says almost apologetically.

"It appears I am a magnet for the undead's wrath. Your foresight in getting a hold of that wand was good." he replies to his sister.

Going over the contents of the pack, he examines the map. "The Ranger's Lament?" "Looks like we need to get into this room here... with the drawing of the flame."

Cinder will take the CMW unless one of the other front liners with more HP want it...

Cinder stoops to plunge his head into the fountain and drink from it's contents.

"ugh...." Cinder exhales, as he continues to move towards the hopefully still-healing waters of the fountain.

There seems to be some confusion as to which location we're in? If we're in the room with the fountain, then he'll drink from it, otherwise he'll move towards it in such a manner as to not fall down from strenuous activity.

Hey all,

Apologies for the delay, I've been absolutely swamped by homework.

I'm trying to re-emerge now.

Cinder watches with concern at Embers cavalier-ism, but it appreciative of it's results. He takes a drink from the waters and relaxes as his body's wounds dissipate.

Then he watches with digust at the new undead horrors. "I am lacking in a ranged weapon." he says.

Moving down the hallway, but readying to hold his breath strike should one close in past ranged weapons.

The male ifrit of the pair gives an acknowledging nod to the warpriest. "Well done."

He turns to face his sister, "Perhaps it opened that door we could not enter yesterday. We could backtrack to it."

Just down 3... which is a lot at this level...

The Heals: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

"Perhaps a door we could not open earlier?"

Busy weekend is busy, apologies.

Cinder takes a breath, as he examines the bruises left by the fight.
"Perhaps the stick is a good idea." He waits to see if anyone who can use the healing wand will use it on him.

After recovering, and watching to make sure the underwater foes are not able to emerge, he examines the wheel and chains.

Is it an elevator, or a lid?

Cinder tries to redeem his earlier attempt....

Unarmed Strike vs Red: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15
Unarmed Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

Uneager to get dropped under-water after the last fight, the ifrit moves over to Ayo's side.

Should Ayo step back and his sister form a flank, he will strike at any skeleton foolish enough to step into the trap. Otherwise, if Ayo stays standing as a wall, he will swing at the nearest opponent to come into reach.

Wow...

"Giant frogs... should have realized they'd have giant tongues... and a bigger bite." He rolls his shoulders uncomfortably, even though the wand seems to have healed his afflictions.

Powering through the discomfort of being dropped in a fight against amphibians, he moves to the southern portal, and prepares himself.

Ayo up front still?

Apologies, I was waiting on Vigny and then didn't see any "new" updates. I must have missed that it was my turn in there somewhere.

Cinder attempts to carefully move away from the frog and onto the platform which Vigny is standing on.

Yep, as he moves onto the platform it's gonna provoke.... *sigh*

Cinder pauses tiredly, and waits for an opening.

Staggered... if he tries to break the grapple he's going to pass out into the water.

Cinder raises an eyebrow as a new foe emerges from behind him.

He strikes out at the frog Vigny struck upon before turning to face the new threat.

Unarmed Strike vs red: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22
Unarmed Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

Cinder bobs forward and back, waiting for an opening to get himself and his sister into position.

*ping*

"Giant frog." the ifrit says dryly. Darting forward, he takes a long route to get an advantageous position.

Double move. If it's difficult terrain, he'd try jumping across the sarcophogi instead. jumping: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24 Would avoid AOO since the frog is "flat footed"

Cinder waits for Ember's all clear, before giving the door a tug.

Str: Door Opening: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12

After a few attempts, he stands aside.

The ifrit's eyes scans the room curiously, concerned with the depth of the water and what it may be hiding.

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

Suspecting a trap but unable to identify it's source, he whispers back to his sister, "This seems like something you'd be good at Emb."

I'm not that foolish...

Cinder sighs as his sister leads in the exact opposite direction than he had intended... but realizes he has no emotional tie to being in the lead.

He follows along east.

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15

"That is an odd sound. Perhaps someone is choking?"

The male ifrit gives his sister and Ayo an approving nod and heads to the bottom of the stairs.

Reading the pillar he steps towards the west and waits for Ayo to lead the way.

Cinder steps forward once again, lashing out a red-tinged elbow at foe who struck his sister.

Unarmed Strike vs Yellow: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11 for Unarmed Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4 Whiff!

"Your turn."

Cinder nods in agreement. "You're good at that."

"Rah rah... crunch." the ifrit dryly follows up his sister's chant.

Darting forward, he tries to drive a knee into the skeleton.

Unarmed Strike vs flatfooted red: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24
for: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6 and sneak attack: 1d6 ⇒ 6
Unarmed Strike vs flatfooted red, to confirm: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20 for: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9
12 damage, or 21 on a crit confirm! Woo!

Cinder's reflexively charges at the door, almost lifting his leg to kick at nothing. Slightly embarrassed, he stops and examines the room from the doorway, slowly edging his way in.

"Seems clear." he says smoothly, as if he forgot his momentary burst of adrenaline.

Lol, and well done game sis! :)

"Well done. Is it safe to explore now?"

Heads up: heading to an out of town wedding for the weekend.

I have a room with wi-fi and am taking my laptop, but posting may be a little slower.

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

Lost in his own thoughts, Cinder accepts his sister's scouting of the area.

Examining the murals and then the bench, he moves towards the opposite side of the room to listen for sounds down the adjoining corridor.

"Can't help her if we're not in a position to help ourselves." Cinder shrugs as he heads back for a rest.

After the night passes
"Do we search out the rest of this place before looking back into the smoke?"

Cinder shrugs and follows his sister.

Enjoy!

Cinder winces as the shadow events unfold.

"That seemed unpleasant." After giving a few moments for Ayo to recover, he continues "Why did it not follow you into here?"

"Two of us could prepare to harm it in some manner. Perhaps a hit and run could be employed here, though I don't know who would want to play bait."

Cinder readies to charge should someone be foolish enough to attempt harming the samurai.

"Do they think we would assume this to be the fire we were sent for?"

"Many thanks." the male ifrit offers in gratitude. "That was painful."

Good here!

"Is that our friend's sibling?"

Reflex!: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

Cinder waits for an opening behind his sister... and gets surprised by the acid spray.

He takes a step back, leaning against the wall, and tries to recover.

Staggered

It's okay Vigny, we'll roll with the post order. :)

Cinder moves into the room, unable to get a line on the beast, he waits for an opening.

Ready to attack the beast if it gets into range.

"Thank you for these tools," Cinder says as he knots two flasks of oil to his belt.

He lets the words of Vigny and Ayo speak for the party, though he ponders the definition of hope and the cold logic of the samurai.

Long weekend indeed! Followed by a day of meetings. (Yay interview panels!)

Cinder dodges back, reeling as the crossbow bolt bounces off his arm.

"Your warning shot was justified. I have no ill will towards you. The lady speaks truths, and we will help you should you let us."

Diplomacy to assist: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11