Nym Vallidorn's page

Still updating him, but I'd like to present Nym as a candidate. Assuming anniversary campaign traits? One trait will be Forlorn, and the other will be Scholar of the Ancients.

Nym was born and raised in Ridleport to a pair of former adventurers. His parents were fine raising their children in a human city, learning human culture, just so long as they held on to their acestral traditions. Each in their own way Nym and his sister Faey dissapointed their parents. Faey took to magic in the form of alchemy, and Nym took to swordsmanship in the style of the Aldori dueling masters.

Tension rose in the Vallidorn house until the siblings decided to take to the road as adventurers. Faey traveled to Korvosa on her own journey, and Nym made his way along the Lost Coast, ultimately finding himself in Sandpoint.

Having grown up in a city built on the ruins of an ancient civilization Nym was delighted to find not only The Old Light, but a local sage who specializes in Thassilon. The two hit it off, and Nym proved to be an apt pupil, learning both the history and language from Bordent. In return for lessons Nym would often travel to distant towns in search of rare texts or rumors concerning the Thassilonian empire.

Nym has recently returned from such a trip to find a great deal of going ons in the town...

Just to be super clear, the man still has a bear trap attached to his leg...is the bear trap chained to anything or is it loose? IE, does it look like he got caught here, or did he get this far before bleeding out?

Shot in the dark...Untrained Survival: 1d20 ⇒ 3Oh yeah...I beat you all

"Most kind of you Andrea." Nym says, creaking his neck to the side with an audible pop.

He remains quite, but the sword scholar isn't quite so optimistic as his feathery friend.

I'm still here, just got a little busy. Going to try and reread through to get an idea on what all evidence we found, just hard to find the time to go through it all at the moment. Still very much interested in continuing.

Nym is content to let this be a bloodless encounter.

Nym's initiative should be +4, so total of 21...not that it changes a great deal.

Nym will move about the outside of the pool to try and get into position to come at one engaged with Kevin, hoping to get a flank if possible. Before attacking he will spend 1 point of Arcana Pool to make his rapier +1 as a swift action.

Rapier attack: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (9) + 11 = 20 +2 if flanking
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 6

"I think if there's wine or beer in there my friend, you're best taking it to some tavern here in town and bartering for something less...contaminated."

"Your home?" Nym asks the mongrelmen. "You'd like to return I assume?"

Nym will get into position near the secret door, ready to defend whoever opens it.

Fort Save: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6
Nym staggers to the side, dropping his rapier and catching himself on the nearest wall/counter/companion..."Urrghhhghgh, now I know how Kevin feels in the morning..." He mumbles while trying to compose himself.
Stunned for 1 round
Nym will actually be taking a level of rogue when we level next, and hopefully getting his perception up to at least the level of blubbering dolt from his current state of legally blind/deff

"Fascinating" Andrea breathes as the Snapjaw is impaled on Kevins Sword.."I wonder what it needs to create such..things"

"Looks to me like the first step is acquiring a hammer and a clock and having the two meet repeatedly."

Agreed, I love Wren's antics, bothe through Painlord's writing and Thods.

Nym will fall in after Wren, ready to see what else this facility has to offer now that their prisoner was relatively secure.

"Are we planning on asking our new found friend here for a guided tour or is someone going to stay behind and entertain him while the rest continue on?"

Doesn't sound far off from how I plan on running things for my own online games, so no complaints here.

Finding it terribly hard to not breath while chuckling at Wren Nym continues investigating the box quickly so he can be done with the thing.

Nym wrinkles his nose at the cloud of gass released from the box (it's an elf thing), quickly looking around to see if he gassed any of his companions as well.

"Andrea or Wren, please be so kind as to inform me if I'm about to die, or turn into a zombie and begin eating you all, or some other horrific fate...There seems to have been a trap that eluded my investigative abilities..." Nym's words speak of nocholance, but it's easy enough to note how forced the effect is.

I've no ranks in Knowledge Nature

The box is the one opened with the key from the jar? If so Nym will give it a once over and open as per Andrea's previous request.

Perception 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10

"A skin stealer...I see. They are, as a people, predisposed to acts of barbarity then it would seem? I imagine the pool of folk willing to be skinned and impersonated is rather shallow."

"Mr. Vorstag, I don't expect you to feel remorse for what you've done, let alone turn over a new leaf. I don't want to hear any promises of compliety, and frankly would consider my life much improved to not hear your voice again for some time. What I do expect is belief. I want you to believe me when I tell you that if you cause problems it looks like we have plenty of evidence without your testimony, and my friends and I will end you. If you do not cause problems you'll be escorted to the local authorities and detained by them. They likely not being a group of attentive, able bodied, well armed adventuring types, no offence Galadan. You'll try and escape, as would I. Be smart about when you take your shot."

"And after that do be so kind as to explain just what the hell you are, and where on Golarion your skin is it...You're not contageous are you?"

Nym will send a pair of magic darts into the flour man on his turn...magic missile

2d4 + 2 ⇒ (3, 3) + 2 = 8

Assuming I'm ok to act on Andrea's suggestion, Nym will grab handfulls of whatever powder is close at hand and start throwing it in the air. Not sure what sort of roll to make for such an action...

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7 to check the square directly east/right of Nym.
Bluff: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 1 = 10

"I believe your idea of wealth and mine are likely...different." Nym says, giving the room a disdanefull eye. "By all means though, tempt me with your offer."

"Not sure that I'm the best canidate for the job, but I'll give it my best." Nym says walking to Andrea and her new found chest...

Cocking an eyebrow upon seeing the door being opened he lets out a sigh..."This is what happens when we let Kevin make the morning coffee..." He seems to have more to say on the subject, but with Haster's description of Vorkstag he continues with only a grimace of disgust.

On his action Nym will move into the room with more concern given to getting into a flanking position with one of the big and beefies of our party than making an attack this turn.
Accrobatics if needed: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11

"It's done and over, and I don't intend to make a fuss, but I do believe using your knuckles rather than your claws would have gone a long way toward subduing him."

Nym will look about for a pair of tongs and if finding a pair assist Andrea in retriving the key. "Happen to spy any locks on the way in that this little fellow might belong to?"
Perception for tongs 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20

Fort Save: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21
Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17

Glaring at Kevin and Aldous "I believe he will be very difficult to interrogate in his current condition..."

Unless the perception check drastically changes things, Nym will spend the second round keeping an eye out for more badguys while those with a more investigative eye inspect the room.

A little unsure on if we are here to prisoners or not Nym will delay his action for now. "Do we want him alive or no?"

Fort Save: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16
Catching the whiff of noxious chemicals Nym gags and grabs his perfumed handkerchief. "What a marvelous local we have happened across. Here's hoping the next villainous lair we lay siege to is within a business more pleasing to the senses..."

"Could we perhaps blunder quietly? I imagine killing everyone in this foul smelling laboratory might not be looked upon so kindly in our future court dealings..."

Coming inline behind the adorable couple Nym covers his smirk by itching his nose. While Galadan is working the locked door he will keep an eye on the group's back, if in a position to he'll pay particular attention to the second floor door.

Hearing the brief commotion, Nym spins on heal and bursts through the door where his fellows just vanquished the pack of mongrelfolk.

Sword drawn, casting hand up and at the ready, he surveys the scene and lowers his blade...a sheepish grin on his face. "I turn my back for just one moment and you lot go killing everything. Perhaps I'll stick around after all."

Nym will take a pair of alchemist fire, and a pair of liquid ice

If you're all willing, I'm in a position to come back as well. Less than a week from being done with school for the semester, and I don't think I can do any more damage to my academics than I already have.

Nym will tag along with the diplomatic folk.

School is a little hectic again, trying to keep up.

"Stitches didn't kill these people, or at very least, didn't kill them alone. We saw no sign of someone of ol' stich's...stature, correct?" Pretty sure this is true, just something that's rattling around in Nym's head. He's ready to go.

Knowledge checks...
Arcana 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (10) + 9 = 19
Dungeoneering 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (19) + 9 = 28
Planes 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (7) + 9 = 16

To Andrea "I took a few quills to the chest in that opening barage."

"Kevin, we have half a flask of wine here if you run low of that new flask!"

Assuming Wren is the best equiped to inspect the flask, Nym will search around the graves a little more, seeing if there's anything important about the names on the grave stones (same family name, same religion, something like that), and poke around to see if they were dug up, or dug themselves out.

Nym smiles to himself at the exchange, and wonders off to look about the graves Wren pointed out earlier.

Perception:1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10
Survival: 1d20 ⇒ 6

Nym will send a last duo of magic missiles into the manticore...
2d4 + 2 ⇒ (4, 3) + 2 = 9

Round 4
"Aldous is up, and we have the beast fairly well distracted, should we maybe leave the creature to it's nest?" Nym calls out to his companions.

Round 5
Assuming we don't abandon the field, Nym will attempt to move up to the manticore and Kevin, hoping to get into melee.

Yep, my bad. Thanks for the catch. 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

Round 3

If possible Nym will administer a potion of Cure Moderate Wounds to Aldous...1d8 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5. If not Nym will drink a potion of Cure Light Wounds for himself...1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6.

With a few quick words and gesture Nym will send a small stream of acid up at the beast.

Acid Stream ranged touch: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8
Damage: 1d3 ⇒ 2

Nym will move to stand between the creature and Aldous and send a pair of magic missiles up in retaliation...
2d4 + 2 ⇒ (3, 1) + 2 = 6

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19

"Lion prints? Strange, a summoned beast maybe?"
Sorry for being behind, had a number of larger projects come up in school all at the same time.

Nym will hand over 4 gold to pay for the rest of the voyagers.

Forcing himself to keep a ridgidly straight face while looking around at the squallor these people lives in Nym touches the brim of his hat and nods to the elder. "Greetings."

While Aldous and Galadan are speaking with the elder, Nym will casually walk to where Andrea is, and whisper to her..."Not that I wish to compare you to our friends here, but I believe you to be the member of our liitle band easiest for these people to relate to. Aldous is quite the diplomat, but he might need a mediator in this dealing."

Andrea, glad to hear you're still with us.

Listens to Wrens full explination, and when she is finally done Nym turns to Galadan. "Are we happily educated on the subject?"

Knowledge (arcana):1d20 + 9 ⇒ (5) + 9 = 14

Things have been going pretty quick for me too. I'm not dropping out, but definatly not of the mind that I'm tapping my foot waiting for the GM to post ;) I logged on earlier and was 36 or so posts behind...was horrified until I saw it was a lot of short Q&A type.

Wellard...If you do go, I'd like to say it's been a pleasure gaming with you, though I hope you stick around. I think, like Thod said, things lately have been more of a fluke than this-is-the-way-things-are-likely-to-continue.