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Thanks for the game! Sorry I went afk around the end, man my Play-By-Posting has been really shabby as of lately. At least now all my focus is on No Levar since I'll be taking a break from PFS.

Naiar's Reflexes: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25
Naiar's Reflexes: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7
Owlbear Reflexes: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18
Owlbear Reflexes: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13

(27 fire to Naiar and Boots)

The duo manage to only get singed by the first flame, working together to dodge most of the damage, but neither see the second one coming as each of them get sizzled to about half their health.

Naiar quickly whistles for Boots to engage the left drake as he slides around beside Aurora and slaps her with a Cure Moderate Wounds.

Handle Animal: Boots Attack!: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (15) + 9 = 24 vs DC 12
CMW: 2d8 + 4 ⇒ (2, 8) + 4 = 14

Naiar feels his healing energy flow through his statue-like arm, into Aurora, as Boots moves in to bite a drake.

Boots POWER Bite!: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

Only to feel his teeth dig into the hard scales and do nothing.

Gamin senses Naiar's life dwindling and whispers some Guidance to him as the battle ensues.

Naiar is the quiet uncharismatic sort so he's been sitting in the back of the group talking amongst himself, Boots and Gamin. He watches for when the group needs to know something, but since nothing has come up recently, he's just watching Aurora be the face of the group.

Sorry I haven't been posting much, finals week for summer classes and all but it's all over, now fall begins!

Naiar pulls out his own Wand of CLW and whistles for Boots to come over so he can heal him up a bit...

Wand: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
Wand: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
Wand: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
Wand: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
Wand: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
Wand: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

...and actually uses up the remaining charges on his old wand to heal Boots to full before tossing it aside, reaching into his bag to make sure he still had another fully charged one waiting.

"Boots and I are ready to go!"

Boots rears up on his hind legs and takes a hop towards the guard before doing a full power attack on him!

Claw 1: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7 for: 1d4 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 10
Claw 2: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15 for: 1d4 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 10
Bite: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10 for: 1d6 + 9 ⇒ (4) + 9 = 13

...and Boots must be full or drunk or something, because he is terribly underperforming, as Naiar comes up behind him and fires off two more snake missiles.

Magic Missiles CL 3: 2d4 + 2 ⇒ (3, 3) + 2 = 8

The spirit rolls its eyes at Naiar as the target is already confused, so he shoots off a pair of snake magic missiles instead at the closest target in sight.

Magic Missile CL 3: 2d4 + 2 ⇒ (3, 3) + 2 = 8

Boots makes a double move straight, running through the doors and stopping in front of the nearest guard to prepare for an incoming storm of attacks as Naiar runs up behind him 40 ft and if he has 30 ft sight to the guard near Boots, will whisper a word to the spirit of Lore and watch it go bother the guard as part of his Confusion Curse.

DC 17 Will Save negates; if he fails become Confused for 5 rounds. 1 per target per day. I believe he will get an attack of opportunity on Boots though. Boots has 24 AC.

Gamin speaks up from Naiar's hip, "This sea creature is taking your glory!" to which Naiar replies, "Shut up! Boots, GO!"

Boots Handle Animal DC 10: Attack: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (10) + 9 = 19

Gamin's words echo as Guidance on Naiar as he follows Boots' path and points his staff at the caster, firing off two magical snakes, one white and the other black, both entwined and homing straight towards him.

Staff of Entwined Serpents, 2 magic missiles: 2d4 + 2 ⇒ (2, 4) + 2 = 8

I'm sorry, delay me until after the elementals, I meant to write this yesterday since it's my birthday today and I haven't been on to actually compose something. I'll delay until Chasik/Nozaki and I'll be able to better act then in response to these guards being outlandish. ;P

"I have heard stories about slag giants and I'm finally getting to meet one! We will definitely make time after the tyrant is handled. We should move quickly and get to the keep, who knows what condition our friends are in!"

Naiar will slip into a trance behind Aurora to get a little more information. He'll pass along any important details with whispers.

Trance Knowledge Nature: 1d20 + 10 + 20 ⇒ (11) + 10 + 20 = 41

Naiar and the group arrive and see Valsog through the doors. "Just one more stop." He turns to Aurora and gives a little bow, the stone-skinned statue-like human letting her do her thing as he becomes distracted by one of the invisible spirits of Lore. "That's the blacksmith you've been looking for! Praise the knowledge of Nethys." it whispers as he nods in agreement, looking down at Gamin.

Naiar also gives out a sigh of relief as the guards leave and gives an affirming nod to Dizzy. "I think the councilor is next on our list of people to talk to."

Naiar may be pretty on the outside but for some reason his Oracle Curse causes him to be pretty bad when it comes to diplomacy, so he stays out of conversations. (Wasting Curse)

He'll nudge Aurora and motion for her to maybe try and talk to the people who own the establishment. "Maybe they'll be quiet if we tell them that we're starting a revolution so we can start a riot at a better time instead of now..." he whispers to her.

Naiar motions for Boots to stay back a little and lets the other two approach the Ifrits.

Can I do some sort of knowledge check on the oil or is it just like, generic oil as in the type that is lit on fire?

"Could you get us some directions to the councellor, the smith and the alchemist?"

Naiar adds to Aurora's performance by giving Boots a whistle, signaling for him to perform...

[dice=Handle Animal: Trick "Entertain"]1d20 + 9[/dice]

...Boots' ears perk up as he approaches Aurora and begins to dance next to her.

Boots Perform: 1d20 ⇒ 4

Sense Motive: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (3) - 2 = 1

If it's getting close to the curfew time, Naiar will suggest they get some early sleep, but if there's still plenty of time to snoop around, he'll suggest that we find a way to discreetly ask some questions about our fellow Pathfinders.

"We've been hearing that a lot. We're just looking for a place to stay for the night, so we don't break the curfew. No drink for me but how much will a room be for our group?"

Naiar tries to bring a reasonable debate to Dizzy, "The guards know of our presence and will likely report about it. If Tygora is preparing to come after us this very night then he will probably pursue us outside of the city as well. I understand your worry and it's valid, but I vote we face our fate head on. We can expect visitors and sleep lightly, if they come after us then it only gives us more reason to take down this tyrant." he says as he pets Boots. Gamin speaks up with a little more input, "It might also be easier to watch a door than the surrounding darkness of the forest."

"If they wanted to accuse us of trespassing, then I think they would have already. I think it's safe to stay at the tavern for the night, we can take turns watching the door."

Naiar votes to seek lodgings.

lol that was a fun read, I like the part where he yells for someone to stabilize the guy he just chopped down, then proceeded to say that his plan was to get them to negative HP, stabilize them, and then bribe them to ignore them from now on? It's honestly players like that who really make me not want to play Pathfinder Society sometimes. :P

Naiar smiles at the tengu, "I'm glad to see you're no longer traveling with him, haha. My sword and I are the peaceful type." before Gamin interrupts, "The scholar would dare not raise me in combat. Never has, never will." to which Naiar grins and nods in agreement. "Gamin is a friend and one who provides guidance." Literally, he can cast Guidance at will, haha.

Question, actually, Mister Kludde. So Gamin has the Allying property and I just tried to do a quick google search for the answer but couldn't really find a definitive one. Do I have to wield Gamin in order to give the +1 bonus he has to another character or can I merely have him "sheathed" and give away the enhancement bonus?

Naiar nods and bows to the guards before heading into the town towards the tavern that they suggested. As they're walking he explains to the rest of the group that the so called "curfew" is every evening at sundown.

"Þrjár spurningar alvöru fljótur, þar eru bestu gististaði í bænum, hvað er þetta útgöngubann og hvers vegna er þessi borg falin?"

Naiar turns back to the group, "They said they haven't seen a group of three people come through here. They suggest we find lodgings as quick as we can and respect some sort of curfew. I'm asking them where the best lodgings are, what time the curfew is, and also why this city is magically hidden. I'm not sure they'll share much but it seems at least we are allowed in the city." He pets Boots as he turns back to the guards and waits for their reply while ushering the others to start heading in.

Naiar smiles and tries to answer them when they speak Ignan, but is interrupted as they change languages to accomodate us. After they finish in common, he responds in Ignan:

"Góðan dag, við erum að leita að einhverjum vini okkar, þrír af þeim til að vera nákvæm. Þeir komu á leiðangri kringum þetta svæði og við höfum ekki heyrt frá þeim."

"A town protected by magic.... interesting. Let's see what we can learn." Naiar starts heading towards the large wall that circles the town.

"Yep, no problem here! Just consulting the spirits and they have quite a bit to say...."

Insert whatever I learned from my Knowledge check here. :P

Besides that, Gamin stays quiet while Boots sniffs the ground a bit to see if he can track anything, but it looks like Dizzy has it covered.

Guh, sorry I get so behind sometimes, days are just melting together and I forget when I last checked, haha.

Naiar consults with the Spirits of Lore about any local events that have been going on, slipping into another trance...

Knowledge Local: 1d20 + 10 + 20 + 1d6 ⇒ (8) + 10 + 20 + (4) = 42

...and shares any information he receives, along with his earlier information about the geography which is basically two large peaks (inactive volcanoes) and lots of beasts and draconic monsters.

Not going to bother with perception, but happy to see another worshipper of Gozreh. My main is a pretty devout follower and I am a follower IRL. Got a Gozreh themed tattoo on my inner forearm and I plan to get the matching one sometime soon!

Yeah Naiar was my first attempt at a skill monkey focusing in knowledge checks without being a bard and he turned out to be one of my best characters, haha. That Focused Trance from the Lore Oracle mystery is just ridiculous in situations like this where we aren't in combat. The new Ioun Stones I just purchased before this adventure are all Mossy Disk, basically going to get one of each knowledge check.

Naiar looks almost absentmindedly into the air and gives a few nods to an invisible spirit. "How many were on the team, and where exactly did they receive this mysterious map from?" Before the Venture-Captain can answer, Naiar slips into a quick trance for...

Rounds: 1d6 ⇒ 1

...only 6 seconds, before emerging with all the information they could need on the area known as the Zho Mountains, even adding a little inspiration on top for good measure.

Knowledge Geography: Zho Mountains: 1d20 + 10 + 20 + 1d6 ⇒ (12) + 10 + 20 + (2) = 44

Naiar babbles on about the Zho Mountains from his archive of knowledge.

Any other Knowledge checks I can make right now? I couldn't come up with anymore from the text we received. Also just saw Aurora post so I'll do that Knowledge Local.

Knowledge Local: Aurora: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (2) + 10 = 12

Also, Naiar pulls out three Ioun Stones from his pocket and release them to float around his stone-like head, adding to his pool of knowledge.

Whoops weird, I thought you were in the last run I did with this GM, maybe I got confused when I was looking at the signups or something. :P

Naiar's sword Gamin speaks up, "Alas, you birdfolk all look alike." before Naiar interrupts, "WHOA, GAMIN, YOU CAN'T BE SAYING THINGS LIKE THAT!" He turns to Nokazi, "Sorry, I must have mistook you for someone else then."

Naiar Fort: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17
Boots Fort: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13

Naiar covers his face a little as the smell reaches him and Boots vomits up pieces of hobgoblin on to the ground. "I believe we've been assigned together before, Stoneclaw. Didn't we save a genie or something?" he asks while Boots paws at his puke on the ground.

Boots the Owlbear catches Dizzy's scent and backs away a little, Naiar following him as he can feel a little bit of the musk reaching him also. He turns to Dalligar, "Ah yes, we were sent here also by the Dark Archives for some Pathfinder business. I see you noticed my scarab, this signifies me as a living monolith, more specifically a living monolith of Nethys, a house to store his knowledge in. This is Boots, my owlbear companion that I received for helping a small goblin tribe, and Gamin, my talking sword. If you notice me babbling off into the winds, it's only the spirits of Lore that I speak to." Naiar nods to the other two members, "Pleasure to meet you both."

Naiar, a tall slender human with gray skin that made him look like a moving statue walked next to his companion, a medium-sized adult owlbear by the name of Boots. He has a sword hanging from his belt with a large crack down the middle of it, a small strap around his belt hooked under the hilt to hold it up with the cracked blade in plain view. He wears a light breastplate over his thin frame and carries a tall quarterstaff carved to look like a black and a white serpent entwined together.

Naiar turns his head to look over at Boots as they walk to where the Society told him to meet up for his mission, "They said it was somewhere around here." he groans as he slowly walks along. Boots gives out a loud growl in response and Naiar retorts, "Oh shut up.", before he's interrupted by a voice coming from his sword, "I believe our destiny awaits in another direction, young scholar." Naiar stops in his tracks and looks down at the sword, "I'm not going to hear it from you too!" he shouts before becoming distracted by an unseen entity, capturing his attention as he looked up into the air to the right of him and waited a moment before angrily shaking his head, "I don't NEED a lecture about the geography of Golarion!".

He closes his eyes and slips into a trance, shutting out all the sounds around him as he focuses on his whereabouts to make sure he's in the right place, using the vast maps in his head to figure out his location.

Boots wants to do a day job as a circus owlbear!

Boots Entertain!: 1d20 ⇒ 18

Kidding of course, fun group, see you all around hopefully :) LEVEL 7, LIVING MONOLITH, WOOOOOO!

-Naiar
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- Day Job: Craft - Books: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (4) + 12 = 16
-Dark Archives

Since I didn't use it, I'll use my folio reroll on this.

- Day Job: Craft - Books: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (5) + 12 = 17

/facepalm

Naiar uses his Confusion Curse on the other target, the gnomish fiend, while Boots tries to shrug off the Charm Monster effect.

DC 17 Will Save or Confused for 5 rounds.

Boots WILLPOWER: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23

Boots' devotion to Naiar is strong and he refuses to turn on his master, instead moving towards the succubus and attacking back with two POWER claws and a POWER bite!

Boots POWER Claw!: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20
Boots POWER Claw!: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12
Boots POWER Bite!: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

Boots manages to paw at the succubus with revenge.

Boots POWER Claw: 1d6 + 9 ⇒ (5) + 9 = 14

Bah, I don’t have all of Boots’ stats and stuff with me at work. Sorry I didn’t get around to posting yesterday, I’ll post when I get off work or maybe during lunch. Is Boots getting a +5 from various things? And Charm Person is an Enchantment effect, correct? So my Devotion would work against it? Just need to know for when I post.

I vaguely looked into stuff for Boots, but my Ride skill is awful so I didn't bother, but I think there are straps you can get for flying mounts and stuff so when you get knocked off you kind of hang there? Don't quote me on that, I feel like that's a thing though.

Boots didn't quite make it to the Alu-Demon before it started to fly (that was literally his FULL move, so if it's difficult terrain then he'll just stop a square before) so Naiar whistles for him to go attack one of the ground targets instead.

Handle Boots: Trick - Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26

Somehow I felt I knew I was going to waste a nat 20 on him, haha.

Boots runs over to close the gap between him and the succubus, ready to attack next turn.

Naiar's barbarian training proves useful as he takes a 40 ft move through the terrain and comes up behind Boots, formulating some random bits of knowledge together to inject into the succubus' mind.

Confusion Curse: DC 17 Will Save or Confused for 5 rounds.

Correct me if I'm wrong Kraang, but I believe you can still use a Wand of Shield on another person, but the duration is still a minute so yeah, you'd either be wasting charges or burning through them really fast.

Naiar runs up into the garden area and recognizes the alu-demon which resembles the others they fought, and fires off two magic missiles from his staff at it.

White Serpent: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
Black Serpent: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

He whistles for Boots to go Attack the alu-demon, focusing his attention on it while the party gets the rest.

Handle Boots: Trick - Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17

Boots makes a double move to get right next to the demon.

As long as those are like trees, not giant bushes or something.

Perception: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (10) - 2 = 8

Naiar barely sees the gazebo and prepares for a fight.

Naiar tries to figure out why the gnome fainted.

Heal: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (3) - 2 = 1

Naiar has no clue and will wait for someone to say that he's taken ability damage (unless I know for some reason) in which case I'll cast Lesser Restoration.

Naiar was in the same room as you Wyrgan and he identified the things. :) Woo for good aligned weapon!

Naiar feels a little faster from the spell but has no use of it.

Would have been more beneficial to Haste Boots, hehe. It's all good! Next fight, if you Haste again. ;P

Naiar takes a small step forward, speaking to the Spirit of Lore in his mind as he gathered LOTS of random information and combines them into what he likes to call a "Mind Bomb" and hits the furthest Alu-Demon to the bottom right of the map. (Confusion Curse, DC 17 Will)

Confusion Curse (Ex): The shaman's command of lore can cause weaker minds to become mired in confusion. The shaman chooses a single intelligent target within 30 feet. That creature must succeed at a Will saving throw or become confused for a number of rounds equal to the shaman's Charisma modifier (minimum 1). Once affected by this hex, the creature cannot be the target of this hex again for 24 hours.

After unleashing the curse, Naiar whistles a Flank command to Boots, so he can try and help the others since these creatures have ridiculously high resistances.

Handle Boots: Trick - Flank: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24

Boots makes a double move, either intelligently skirting around the outer corner to avoid an attack of opportunity, or simply running straight up on it and running around it to get a good position.

If you feel my 2 INT Owlbear is too dumb to avoid an AOO, feel free to take one. AC 24.

"Dont waste your spells on those things, they're immune to electricity, and have spell resistance on top of cold/acid/fire resistance. Cold iron or good weapons help."

”Alu-Demons, I read about them. They’re like succubi. I think they have some sort of special defense….”

Any DR?

Naiar is downstairs, but by the time it’s his turn he’ll hear some commotion so he’ll immediately go upstairs to see if his Pathfinder buddies are in any trouble. He reaches the top of the stairs with Boots following and sees the fiends.

Knowledge Any, +1 Arcana/Nature/Planes, +2 Engineering/History: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17

I also get a +2 bonus to identifying demons, devils and something else. I don’t have my chronicles with me at work. :P

He will also give Boots a whistle to attack next round.

Handle Boots: Trick – Attack!: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14

Naiar and Boots will stay downstairs and entertain the guests, while also keeping an eye out for more suspicious activity.

If you don't mind, Naiar would be down for another after this one. He's my current PbP PFS character and after this scenario he will be level 7 with a level in the prestige class Living Monolith :D