Nestezuk Gnorth's page

"They cannot stand the wraith of dragon disciple", smiled Nestezuk.

After reading the letter, Nestezuk cleaned his ear with a finger:
"Osirion? Gnolls and scorpions?" he made a strange face, "Hate them passionately! Of course, I will go!"

Nestezuk decided not to foolish around with those commands, he just moved forward and hit elf with his giant glaive.

Attack (+Rage, -PA): 1d20 + 7 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (9) + 7 + 2 - 1 = 17 DMG (+Rage, +PA): 2d8 + 8 + 3 + 3 ⇒ (3, 1) + 8 + 3 + 3 = 18

Rage, current AC12, touch8, FF10, CMD20; hp 23/23; Fort: +6;

Nestezuk become mad, as he saw that enemies are not surrender in front of him. He turned wild, his eyes become glowing red and he started hitting them.

First he hit the dwarf, that shown him back.
Attack (+Rage, -PA): 1d20 + 7 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (16) + 7 + 2 - 1 = 24 DMG (+Rage, +PA): 2d8 + 8 + 3 + 3 ⇒ (4, 4) + 8 + 3 + 3 = 22

Than - an elf, who was fighting with big cat.
Attack (+Rage, -PA): 1d20 + 7 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (7) + 7 + 2 - 1 = 15 DMG (+Rage, +PA): 2d8 + 8 + 3 + 3 ⇒ (6, 2) + 8 + 3 + 3 = 22

"RA-KA-NI-SHU!" he screamed in stone hall and echo carried those words far away from a fight scene. He moved threatening to new targets, coming from strange thorn wall.

Rage, current AC12, touch8, FF10, CMD20; hp 23/23; Fort: +6;

Nestezuk reach is now 20' and he is +7 attack and 2d8+11 damage in case someone provokes AoO

Nestezuk has Uncanny Dodge, so he is not flat-footed, unless they are level 5. and his AC is 16 for a while.

Nestezuk looked at the halfling behind his back, but reflexes acted first and he was able to dodge the blow. He decided to jump away, but was to clumsy for a small nimble guy, who used that opportunity to strike him again.
Acrobatics: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12 Probably, provoking AoO vs AC16

After being away from that new threat, half-orc finally drunk his potion and started to grow.

Move away with Acrobatics (20') + Standard: Drink potion

Nestezuk moved forward, taking small potion out of his belt pouch.

Move & Draw potion of enlarge person

He hide behind the column from elf's bow.

"Great work, colleagues" said Nestezuk, following others into a secret room.

"Oh, this thing can do such thing..." surprised Nestezuk put his wayfinder back to belt pouch, "Those wayfinders are cool! Probably they have other special features."

Nestezuk moved inside and made a swing with his sharp glaive.
Attack (-PA): 1d20 + 7 - 1 ⇒ (8) + 7 - 1 = 14 DMG (+PA): 1d10 + 6 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 6 + 3 = 10

Messageboards ate my first message. Probably it won't appear again, so I'm posting once more.

Nestezuk wait no longer than needed, he rushed in and swing his glaive against the closest one.
Attack (-PA): 1d20 + 7 - 1 ⇒ (12) + 7 - 1 = 18 DMG: 1d10 + 6 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 6 + 3 = 18
His hit smashed thin carapace, making beetle bleed on a floor.

Nestezuk tired of making faces and started to knock walls and windows and other parts of the home one by one, trying to find out, where the illusion is hiding.

"He might be completely deaf. We have seen the deaf gillman recently." said Nestezuk, walking to the window and starting to do strange faces to a gnome.

"First Mausoleum, now those... Those three agents are dead, might be it's hint for us to check their graves, while we go to the cemetery?" asked Nestezuk

He isn't bright minded guy at all :)

"OK, lets check those places", said Nestezuk during team discussion.

Nestezuk made another swing:
Attack (-PA): 1d20 + 7 - 1 ⇒ (10) + 7 - 1 = 16 DMG (+PA): 1d10 + 6 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 6 + 3 = 19
This time his strike was more successful, at least he thought that he made it and he announced in Draconic:

Nestezuk wasn't quick with his long weapon, but after first scorpion was killed he moved to an opening and took a position, where he was controlling both vermins. When one of them opened, he hit it with his glaive.

Attack (-power attack): 1d20 + 7 - 1 ⇒ (1) + 7 - 1 = 7 DMG (+PA): 1d10 + 6 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 6 + 3 = 14

Because of the prompt movement, his blow hit a corner of cavern sending a handful of sparkles in scorpion's face.

Nestezuk drank last of his ale:

"Guys! I go down to get the package. i think it would be nice to have extra couple of mighty hands to lift and one to hold the door."

He gently patted Henri on his shoulder and headed to barmaid.

Meanwhile, Nestezuk drank another cup of ale, listening to some stories Janira was telling.

Nestezuk left his glaive and heavy backpack at the entry and entered inside. Since he was last to enter, he needed to push his friends around to reach and gently hug the halfling.
"Janira?!" Nestezuk looks a bit surprised, "Ooo-hoo! I thought you are somewhere away, doing your researches... Haven't you seen traces of that nasty minotaur again? I still owe him a nice knockout blow for what he done to you."

"The Wounded Whip?", half-orc's voice was booming, respites the downpour, which Nestezuk seemed to ignore: "But master Kreighton Shane said that everything started in Pig's Pauch."
He whispered: "And then they say only taldans adjust their history books..."

Massive figure didn't look as gentle archeologist, more like brute, that harassed archeologists and other weak children. With glaive in his hands and other weapons on his belt, Nestezuk was definitely added to group for it's connection to source of primal fury.

The game was good. Thanks GM!

Nestezuk looks the direction minotaur ran. If he could reach him, if only he could land that last hit more sharply... His hands fall down and half-ork sits on a stone nearby Janira, takes out his notes and reports in limits of his low intelligence and understanding of the world.

"Those gillmen, they worship some long dead god, Aroden or something, and they do a pligrimgage every year to meditate their.." hesitates "lower body parts in water of a pool. " He points at Jadger, "Jadger meditated there too. Walls are carved with some pictures, I copied here. And there was a dead pale guy, who wanted to build an army of dead gillmen and conquer Absalom, but they conquered him. And some small creatures, that scream "Rakanishu" were their as well, but Nine burned them to ashes with her bomb" with a tone of significance finishes he.

Suddenly he hesitates: "Me is not very good teller, let the others speak. I should stay with you and we fight that beast together, than you don't fall and see Desna"

@Eponone, I moved your character token 40' closer (20' first round, 20' second).
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Eponine is still around 80 feet away from fight scene. Janira is down (not adjanced) and Minotaur is in melee with Nestezuk, but since they both have 10' reach, means not locked one-on-one and might be good moment to throw another bomb. Because his low AC of 12, I believe Nestezuk will be down after Minotaur attack, and then all of you have chance for ranged attacks

Nestezuk saw a mighty blow Janira could not avoid. This turned him into real monster. His eyes become glow with red thirst and he charged forward.
"RA-KA-NI-SHU" roared over the valley as he ran forward.
10-feet wide spring was on his way, but half-orc jumped up in the air, as he had wings. Someone being near might was able to see wings in his shadow, such nice was his jump. Immidiatelly after he landed, raging beast Nestezuk had become, brought his masterwork cold-iron glaive in contact with minotaur head.

Rage, Charge, Power Attack
Jump over river (+DEX, +speed, -armor): 1d20 + 2 + 4 - 1 ⇒ (5) + 2 + 4 - 1 = 10
Attack (+rage,+charge,-PA): 1d20 + 6 + 2 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (19) + 6 + 2 + 2 - 1 = 28 DMG (+PA): 1d10 + 9 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 9 + 3 = 22
Because of charge and rage, my AC is 12 for this round.

Nestezuk moved forward and tried to hit fungi with his trusty glaive.

Attack (-PA): 1d20 + 6 - 1 ⇒ (10) + 6 - 1 = 15 DMG (+PA): 1d10 + 6 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 6 + 3 = 14

If everyone is standing and waiting, let me hit it
Since I'm travelling and posting via iPad I cannot update map

"But there is another passage there, let's check it first" said half-orc, "I don't like time browsing through the caves, when Janira is there, playing halfling-minotaur tag-game version, with have life as main price..."

"Rakanishu", something was familiar in this world for Nestezuk. It came from subconsciousness and he was rolling that on his tongue. Something so common, but still unreachable.
Dragon bloodline, but haven't enough SP to learn Draconic

"What did you say about my mama?" he yelled and started to run. Stream made him slow, but he reached the opposite bench and took position threatening both enemies.

Double move

Nestezuk turned to Nora:

"Sometimes guy gives you a ring and it mean something. But sometimes he just want to be nice... and fed" he laughs.

Than he passes bracers to other guys. "My armour is good enough. Valkyrja, you can took those if you need them, you are wearing nothing protective at all"

"Thanks!" Nestezuk cleaned his armor and start looking through zombie's gear, trying to find something useful or interesting.

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Nestezuk moved near Valkyrja and hit another zombie with his glaive.

Attack (slashing, cold iron) ( -power attack): 1d20 + 6 - 1 ⇒ (3) + 6 - 1 = 8
DMG (+power attack): 1d10 + 6 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 6 + 3 = 14

To bad for him, his hit went over undead's head and brought only some sparks from a nearby wall.

""What are those creatures, you are talking about? Might it be, we need to guide them out from your sacred caves and your carvings will be save?". Half-orc's voice boomed around small cave, carried by echo far over water.

Nestezuk did nothing. He basically stood frozen in one place and tried not to move.

Nestezuk took out paper provided by Janira and started copy carvings from one wall.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 - 2 ⇒ (1) + 6 - 2 = 5

"No problem", said Nestezuk grabbing Jhalan's stuff, "if it's heavy for you, I can always take your bag, mine is almost empty". Brute looks a bit disappointed, since his comrades haven't supported Janira in fight with minotaur, and secretly he hopes to meet one on his way back.

Killing such beast, would be a real Confirmation, not that paper-ink-rock-gillman games

Nestezuk looked surprised, since he knew little to nothing about minotaurs, except it could be a great and deadly fight for them. He waited for others to take a call.

I'm not so lawful to follow and not so stupid to rush in fight alone. It's in character background to get into fight, but he feels Janira knows what she is doing. Nestezuk will take decision as soon as he hears more arguments.

Nestezuk moved north. He took javelin while walking and throw it at wolf.

Attack (+inspire): 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 3 + 1 = 11 1d6 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 4 + 1 = 9

Should I wait for Eponine and Jhalan actions or I can post now?

Orc took writing utensils and put them in his bag.

"No acid flasks or fire, but I have a rocket"

Player name: Tiaburn
Character name: Nestezuk Gnorth
PFS ID#: 34327 - 2
Faction: Sovereign Court
Day Job: none

"Bah... Might be you want to do branle dancing before we departure? Probably, then you should find halfling male for Janira," Nestezuk laughed deeply and then left another friends cup empty.

Nestezuk looked at his bag: "I have everything I need and no more money left, so lets move as soon as others ready. As about formality:

My name is Nestezuk Gnorth and I am from old lineage of Gnorth. My several times great grandfather was lord's Gnorth bastard, which was recognised after he travelled to Korvosa. I grew up at Sandpoint, working as hunter and fighting local goblin tribes for reward. I met Nora two years ago, who was representing Pathfinder Society in the area and she invited me to help with some expedition in Brinetrump Marches. We recovered old ship full of Tien relics and I liked working in a team. Nora invited me to join Society and introduced me to Sheila Heidmarch at Magnimar. We did nice job for Venture Captain at auction house and she signed letter of approval for me to join. So, I'm here in Absalom, just to prove that Taldan school and traditions are as powerful as theoretical training most agents get in Grand Lodge."

He takes a sip from someone's cup at the table and finishes:
"Don't look me as a stupid brute, I have some draconic acid in my veins and you can count on me. I joined Society because I can find out about my parents heritage and bring it back to former glory. I can be great defender and carry lot of stuff recovered in complex dungeons."

"Hello, Janira", said Nestezuk, who almost fell asleep during elf's speech.He suddenly awake after words of travel and exploration. "Are there any dangers in those mountains, except gillmen? And what should we do, if gillmen do not let us in: bribe or fight?"
He saw some hesitation in Janira's answer, so quickly put his position: "I'm good with fight, but if someone wants to speak first, I can wait for my turn. Usually, not much left to speak, if I start first."

Knowledge (geography): 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (1) - 1 = 0

Big figure joined Pathfinders at the table. It was massive and brutal halforc, wearing ornated breastplate, decorated with lots of small drops. On his tabard back a big green dragon, breathing out a cone of acid, was drawn. Halforc had several different weapons on his belt: sap and light mace, but in his hand he was carrying a glaive.

"I am Nestezuk Gnorth, son of Master Gnorth from Oppara!" As all taldans he was paying much attention to his heritage, "I favour good ale and nice brawl afterwards", he smiled showing his broken fang.

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I'm thinking about rebuilding Nestezuk from barbarian into bloodrager...

Thanks! I put my name & Nora's on table. One slot still open.

Hello, GM Crash!

I want to join. I might bring another player with me, if you don't mind.