Nox Pembrook's page

rats, missed the edit cut-off. GM, I haven't seen anything about the boon. Just wanted to check in with you about it

thanks!

boon?: 1d20 ⇒ 17
Nice working with y'all. Thanks Lupulus!

Nox was pleased with J's choice. "I have no doubt that you will become an excellent Pathfinder, J. And it certainly seems more to your personality than the life your mother has planned for you."

Nox has no intention of damaging those of Liberty's Edge. They are a rather noble group after all. "If the information contained within is true, it may still come out. Perhaps it would be better to get out in front of it, now, or very soon, to lessen the impact, to deal with the problem head on. I'm sure the Pathfinders will stand behind the reputation that you've earned." She shrugs her shoulders. "Please consider that option, whether or not these papers are kept or destroyed."

Nox is satisfied that the danger has passed for now. She uses a quick healing hex on herself (clw: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2) and can do so for anyone else that may require it as well.
"I am glad this worked out for you, J. Experiences with the unquiet dead have left emotional scars on many." She smiles kindly patting her girl on the arm. Quietly she hopes that this evil force does not return in their absence.

Trying to get a little room to work, Nox steps back and eats the magic walnut they found earlier.
gives her shield of faith

"Oww," Nox murmurs, stepping back and using the stored healing charge on herself instead of the ghosts.
clw: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
"Feel free to back me up here, folks."

Nox had expected something like this. Her cloak billows about her as she moves closer to the spirit, wielding her curative wand like a sword.
touch attack: 1d20 ⇒ 8 am I correct that touch attacks do not add Dex to hit?
She did not expect the spirit to be so difficult to touch though.

"J, you did not CAUSE this child's death, nor did you chose her death over your own. You were with her as long as you could be. It is better that one should live, rather than none." Nox turns to the spirit. "As for you, spirit, this child owes you nothing. Begone and trouble her no more." As she speaks, the hem of her cloak slips her healing wand into her hand.

"Blunt trauma," she murmurs about the other one. "Tomb robbers. There IS a reason this place is generally off limits." She sighs. "Shall we continue?"

heal: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18
Nox looks over the bodies dispassionately. "They've been dead for a few months. These two don't even seem to have evidence of injury." She cocks her head quizzically.
how did the other one die? do these guys look like pathfinders or grave robbers?
"Recover their items quickly, please. We should not tarry here."

Nox attaches the haunt siphon to her belt. "I was hoping this would be the last problem. For any future ones, we will need to deal with them with divine energies."

in fact, that's why I brought them. You can take one from Nox

Nox is a little sad she has to do this, but this IS what these things are for after all.
haunt siphon: 3d6 ⇒ (3, 5, 4) = 12

Nox puts a restraining hand on J's shoulder. "One moment, dear," she says, giving Eminesa a nod as she tosses the haunt siphon inside. "You don't want to get caught in the blast, after all." Nox keeps the second haunt siphon handy, just in case.

Nox would prefer to prepare for an emergency rather than having one thrust upon her. She removes one of the haunt siphons from the yellow box and places it in her pack. "I'll return it if we don't need it," she shrugs.

Nox nods and follows after J.

Nox is shocked by Eminesa's suggestion! "Eminesa, I'm not sure that's the best idea," she whispers. "Discovering and reporting information is part of our charge."

Player: Rob L
Character: Nox Pembrook
PFS ID: 203196-6
Faction: Grand Lodge
Day job roll: craft(clothing): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25
Level: 1

Nox blushes a little reading these notes. "Dear me, I hate to be so bold, but does this first note refer to your parentage, J?"
I'm sure Dreng will be very interested in these notes, especially about the Aspis Consortium.

This is the most intelligent plant creature I have ever encountered.
Nox seconds Sieglinde's concern for reducing the taint of the rain. "We are happy to keep your secrets and help you and yours. Would it be possible to tell us what your people are called?" She considers Khaya's condition. "Perhaps we could find an alternate safe location in which to secret you, one with fewer side effects. The Society may be aware of such a place."

diplomacy: 1d20 ⇒ 1 cackle!
Nox is completely clueless about what to say to this creature. Perhaps she's a little too fascinated by trying to figure out what the plant woman is. Maybe we could just take some samples... No! Don't say that!

kn:nature: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23
sense motive: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10
"I'm not sure what manner of creature that is," Nox says, "but I suspect she has been affected by the corrupting rains of this place."
she'll grab one of the walnuts if no one minds

kn:nature: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 19
Nox takes a moment to stroll through the plants, trying to see what she can recognize.
spellcraft: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (13) + 10 = 23
spellcraft: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (3) + 10 = 13
spellcraft: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (12) + 10 = 22
spellcraft: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (11) + 10 = 21
spellcraft: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (1) + 10 = 11
spellcraft: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (13) + 10 = 23
spellcraft: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (14) + 10 = 24

Nox offers her services to the wounded. She also takes some samples of the mandrigora. Never know when something like that can be useful.

I can heal you now or wait until you need more, up to you. Minimum healing for a healing hex is 2 HP, max is 9, and I have a wand if we need more later

Not really wanting to join in the melee, Nox bides her time for the moment.

will: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10+2 if enchantment-still fails
nauseated for 1d4 ⇒ 1 rounds
Nox feels a sense of vertigo wash over her, as though the whole room is spinning. Why you little... fine, no more miss nice elf!

"I believe we've had quite enough of you," Nox scolds. She moves a little to the side and pulls out a bit of hair. She makes an arcane gesture and mutters a few Elvish sounding words.
casting ill omen on him; mind-effecting, curse, no save, next d20 roll he makes, he rolls twice and takes the worse roll
if anyone has any save or suck spells for him, now might be a good time to use it

Under no circumstance! Nox muses to herself. She puts her hand on J's shoulder, giving her a squeeze of warning. She whispers to the young woman, "You must never allow another creature to have a drop of your blood, J, nor your hair, or fingernails. When we have a chance, I'll explain to you all about contagious magic."

"It appears, Mr. Pip, that your price is too high. Either this druid is a nuisance, which we have offered to help you with, or she isn't, in which case we will simply find our own way."

Nox wasn't expecting to ruffle any feathers quite this soon. "Mr...? Pip, we do have permission to be here. We do not wish to be intrusive." Evil or not, it does seem to be his domain. "Perhaps we... wait, I'm sorry. What druid thing were you referring to?"

"Of course, we'll help. That's kind of what we do," Nox says.

Nox smiles lightly at the young man's ghost, and at J, as well. "Well now, it seems there is already more to this than meets first glance." She gives a slight bow to the spirit. "You're a noble lad, Grishan. Your family should be quite proud." She rubs her hands together as if to warm them up a bit. "Now then, J. What is it you're hoping we can actually accomplish in the ruins? And is this evil that Grishan speaks of something that you can tell us anything about?"

Nox snickers a little at the silly display of "bravado." "Ignore their impotent threats, dear," she says to J, her voice loud enough to be heard. "I may be new here, but I'm fairly certain the city guards wouldn't approve of a brawl. And, of course, we'd have to explain how all these fellows got hurt. That sounds boring."

no offensive actions

Nox has been around for quite some time. She's almost a century older than J. She's known many with wanderlust, and few that have ever slaked that thirst. She smiles almost sadly at her inquiry. She doubts the girl will listen, but she can't help but try. "Trust me, child. The search for excitement will lead you on endlessly. Learn to see the things around you and appreciate them as they are. There is endless wonder there if you'll take the time to notice it."
It's so sad how few of them realize how brief their flames flicker, she muses. And she wonders when she got to be so maudlin.

Nox is also not that familiar with the city and suggests they simply take the most direct route. As this seems to put them going through the market, she agrees that holy water would be a good safety measure and buys a couple of vials herself. She suggests to J that she avail herself of one or two as well.
"Tell me, are any of you familiar with dealing with haunts? I've not had the occasion to deal with any myself."

Nox doesn't see what Lady Dacilane is complaining about. J seems simply lovely. I imagine she might join the Pathfinders herself one day. She takes the key from Dreng as she seems to be standing next to him.

"A pleasure to meet you, J," she says inclining her head. "We should chat along the way. Perhaps you can fill us in on what you hope to find, my dear."

"It sounds like the girl just needs a sense of closure," Nox says. "A traumatic experience like that is sure to leave a lingering sense of confusion. Or... it could also be survivor's guilt. I do hope it's the former, not the latter."

Nox is intrigued. She's always been interested in necropoli. If she needs to play baby-sitter to visit a site like this, it seems a small price to pay.

Nox snickers at the dwarf's joke. "Greetings, Balfour."

Nox gratefully accepts the nut in the name of politeness. Who knows? Maybe Kanina will like it. "Greetings, Amarsia."
Privately, Nox wonders what kind of mission they're to be entrusted with, especially with so many spell casters.

Nox also gives the owl a once over as a white rabbit pokes its head out of the pouch hanging at her side. "Relax, dear," she murmurs sympathetically. "Glad to meet you, Dahranni. And Jumpy and Kaepora as well. This is Kanina," she says, indicating the rabbit. "She's a tad nervous as well."

sweet!

ooo, what do I win?

A willowy elven woman approaches Eminesa. She looks around for a moment, a gives the human a sly smile and a slight nod. Her cloak seems to wrap itself around her of its own accord to ward off the wind. "Good day to you," she says to the the young woman. "Please call me Nox. Are we the first to arrive?"
@GM:should we buy 'formal attire'?

Player's Name: Rob
Character's Name: Nox (Noxuria Pembrook)
Faction: Grand Lodge
PFS #: 203196-6
Starting XP: 1
Starting Prestige: 0
Starting Fame: 2
Starting Gold: 388 (I'm waiting to see the final but that's approx)
XP TRACK: Normal
Day Job roll (if any): craft(clothing): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26

Nox surprises everyone's animal companions and familiars by bringing little treats for them all. She's a sucker for a cute face.

yes, thanks for the game!
did we do job rolls? if not, craft(clothing): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28

and of course I get a 20 when it doesn't matter quite so much :)

Hah, I totally want to run an all animals one

Nox is surprised that everything turned out so well. You never can tell. Anyway, she's happy to have made the acquaintance of new allies in the Pathfinder Society.