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Thanks for running this, Mike the GM!

longbow with pbs: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 6 + 1 = 26
damage: 1d8 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 3 + 1 = 12

Nyroba sends an arrow at the man closest to her.

So, Um, what's going on?

I am here.

Perched on top of the pile of crates, Nyroba looks at the people entering. Is one unarmored, maybe looking like a spellcaster? If so, that's the one she'll fire at. Just for fun, I'll use smite.

longbow with smite and pbs: 1d20 + 6 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 6 + 2 + 1 = 20
damage: 1d8 + 3 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 3 + 2 + 1 = 7

Nyroba would concentrate and determine whether any of the Kortos agents are clearly evil, though she doesn't expect them to be. Most ordinary folk, even if they are selfish and cruel, don't rise to the level of true corruption.

"She speaks the truth," Nyroba says, climbing down from her perch. "In the name of Old Deadeye, I swear it is the truth, and nothing but. We are seeking to stop the Asps, and do not mean the Kortos Consortium any harm."

Diplomacy aid: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21

Are they close enough for Nyroba to do Detect Evil?

1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22

Nyroba peers from the darkness, in her perch on top of a pile of crates, trying to see who they are. Doesn't sound like they're Aspis themselves, she thinks. She waits, trying to get a better idea of what she's dealing with.

I'm here too, although my computer has been acting up a bit, but not really able to do much with traps or carpentry.

"I know a little about trapping, but not much. My main way of hunting is with this," and she pats her trusty bow. "If we go with disguises, I'll hafta be the one who stays inside with an arrow on the string in case someone sees through the disguise. Lies and all."

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"So both groups are likely to come here tonight? Any idea who's gonna be first?"

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"You have my bow," says Nyroba, her way of expressing agreement with Drusilla.

Nyroba breathes a sigh of relief that she didn't have to get involved. "So that coulda been a whole lotta trouble," she says to the barmaid. "Glad no one started throwing punches. So, I've got some stuff to finish today, but if you're free later, mind if I come by and buy you a drink?"

Afterwards she heads out and finds the rest of the group as soon as she's able to. "So, now what, we need to sneak aboard a ship, right?"

Unable to participate in the charade without violating her oath to Old Deadeye, Nyroba just sits at the bar, sipping ale and casually chatting up one of the barmaids. She keeps her golden eyes watching for anything of use.

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17

I'm going to take a few days off posting. Sorry for this but I am swamped at work and need to catch up. I'll be back this weekend.

"Let's try th' old fashioned way of charming first, eh?" She looks at Aurora. "Think between the two of us, we could butter up the bartender and get some information out of him about this meeting that's happening? I might have to get a different outfit, though, this armor isn't very fetching."

"My oath binds me, not you folks, mind. If a bar brawl is the best thing, I'll just stay out of it and heal folks afterwards."

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"So how are we gonna disrupt this meeting without killing someone? Start a bar brawl? I dunno if that's something I can really do and keep to my oath. If you're gonna do that, I might hafta just hang back and watch. I'd be happy to try to either charm or threaten the bartender and get some information outa him though."

Nyroba walks to the end of the tunnel and examines the statue there in detail. Is it a religious statue? Take 10 on Knowledge(religion) for 14.

"We ain't judge, jury, and executioner, friend."

"Guess it wouldn't do to have him die on us, we ain't city guards or nothin'," Nyroba grumbles as she pulls out her wand and heals the man enough to keep him alive.

1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Nyroba emerges from the niche and moves towards the drugmaker, taking aim with her powerful bow.

longbow with precise shot and point-blank shot: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 6 + 1 = 18 (Note that soft cover still applies.)
damage: 1d8 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 3 + 1 = 9

Nyroba keeps her mouth shut. Her code forbids her to lie, but she'll happily take advantage of the willingness of her compatriots to do so.

Nyroba ducks into the niche with her bow at the ready.

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19

Nyroba looks around carefully, trying to see if there's anything she's missing.

Keeping an eye out for danger (and drawing her bow) Nyroba kneels down to examine the man near her. "Hey, you. What's going on here?" she says, nudging him. No ranks in Heal so just a general inspection.

"Watch the water. Probably not the healthiest to be splooshing around in," Nyroba suggests as she comes down the ladder. She surveys the scene, and mutters, "Alright, Ol' Deadeye, let's see who's hiding something here." Her golden eyes glow brighter, hiding her irises and pupils as she uses her god-given insight to survey the room. Using Detect Magic in the regular way, instead of the special option that Paladins get. 1st round: knowing whether there's an evil aura within the 60 ft cone of effect. 2nd round: Knowing number and strength of the evil auras. 3rd round: Knowing exactly where the auras are. From her position, I believe a cone will encompass both the little nook to the side and the statue at the end of the tunnel. If not, after she scans this direction, she'll move forward next to the guy with bags under his eyes and scan the nook as well.

Nyroba chuckles, "You gotta be prepared for anything when you're doing missions for the Society. It's funny how many stories I've heard 'round the Grand Lodge start, 'So there we were, trudging through the sewers...' Besides, ain't you got that spell, Presta-whozits, that lets you clean yourself up?"

Nyroba is ready.

"Feh. Slavers. Just like the Molthuni," Nyroba mutters.

"Yeah, let's get that drug-maker. Sounds like a plan."

I don't think Nyroba needs to buy anything. Nyroba can be kinda sneaky, if she takes off her breastplate and has someone cast Mage Armor on her instead.

Edit: reply to Maelstrom:

"Don't bother to pay me back -- instead, pay it forward and help out others who are starting out in the future."

"Well, dangit, I don't think I did tell y'all my name. Nyroba Samradagar, but I answer to Ny, or hey you. I'm from Kessen, in Nirmathas. Y'all might be thinkin' I don't look much like a Nirmathi, which is the truth, 'cuz my folks are from Thuvia originally."

"So, Cap, let's get a move on. Sounds like we got some Asps to deal with."

Nyroba shakes the short man's hand. "Heh, quite the flatterer ain'tcha? I know exactly what you mean, though," she says, looking around at her fellow pathfinders.

Player Name: Andrew Glasgow
PFS & Character Number: 42641-9
PC Name: Nyroba Samradagar
Class and level: Paladin (divine hunter) 2
Current XP: 4
Current PP: 0
Current Fame: 6
Day Job Skill and Roll: Survival (Hunting lodge vanity), taking 10: 10 + 3 = 13
Pre-Scenario Purchases: A bunch. This is my first time playing her at level 2 (I just finished a module) so I'm doing the full rebuild thing.

You don't need to put those all on the chronicle sheet for me, there probably isn't even room.

A tall, broad-shouldered woman with dark skin and blond hair sits on the deck, leaning back against a crate. She looks like a human of garundi background, but her golden eyes have a hint of other heritage.

"Her music is lovely. Hmm, daughters of Cernunnos? That is a hell of a coincidence." The woman stretches and stands up. She wears a battered breastplate with the insignia of some small town's militia on it, and a holy symbol of a bow and arrow, as well as a wayfinder, hang on chains around her neck.

"My family lore says that a daughter of Cernunnos is in our line somewhere back, generations ago. Every other generation, someone's born like me, with a smidge of celestial blood in her veins. Guess we might be related, eh? Put 'er there, cousin!" She holds out a strong hand for Aurora to shake.

"I heard there's some trouble that needs fixing, and they picked mostly fresh recruits for it. No offense, I ain't much older than y'all, but I've seen a few things, and got a few useful trinkets during my travels." Though she looks like a daughter of the desert lands of northern Garund, she has a distinct Nirmathi accent.

She hands over two wands to Maelstrom. "Y'all might find these useful. Mage armor, and burning hands. Got 'em from Janira Gravix, if you've met the lass. Only got a few charges each so go easy on 'em, but I figure if it keeps you alive it's worth it. The burning hands is for any swarms we might bump into."

Burning hands (CL 3rd, 4 charges). Mage armor (10 charges). I also have a magic missile wand but you seem to have that covered yourself, and I don't think anyone else has it on their spell list.

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I have only played this scenario once before, and it was with a level 1.

Nyroba is level 2, I'll have her profile updated by this evening.

If you discover the scroll during an adventure, and don't use it, you can learn the spells from it during your downtime at the end of the scenario. Otherwise, you don't need to buy scrolls to learn spells, you can just pay the spellbook access fee as described in the magic chapter of the CRB (half the scribing cost) and copy spells from spellbooks of other wizards in the Society during your downtime.

You can learn any number, and there isn't any reason you should have to make rolls unless you're trying to learn a spell way above your ability to cast. You have a +8 to spellcraft, I see, so you can copy up to 3rd level spells into your spellbook by taking 10.

It seems like this team doesn't have anyone capable of healing so I'll bring this lady instead. She's level 2, and so qualifies for the evergreen still.

Thanks for taking care of this.

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Nyroba Samradagar
Faction: Grand Lodge
Day job: none
Normal advancement.

I'm a little dissapointed in not knowing what's down the stairs or why the place is infested with undead.

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We wouldn't get full XP or gp, though, would we?

Thanks for letting us know, Keolin.

Well, I guess we can start posting a recruitment thread looking for a replacement GM?

Nyroba shrugs, she isn't sure what Zandu is suggesting, but when the web appears, takes advantage of it and heads for the door.

Hey, any of you guys have a core PFS character, preferably an arcane caster, in the 1-5 range? I'm starting a run of the Penumbral Accords and I'd like to try to get one more person.

I hope Keolin is still able to do this, but if not, we might be able to find someone willing to take over running the module.

I'm here.

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"That's a good idea, that way we both have a way of healing anyone who falls."