Male Half-Orc Brawler 6/Cleric 1 - HP: 61/61, - AC: 21/T: 14/FF: 19 - INIT: +2, Percep: +8[10] <darkvision> TC: 6/6, TD: 6/6 - F: +13/R: +11/W: +11[13] [+2 ds] - CMB: +10 - CMD: 22, Speed: 20ft
Orovan goes to fetch the emerald. "I don't have any magical bags. But I can take it out of here." In his mind he pictures the spire transport token and wonders how far it is to the spire itself. "If I vanish, you may have to destroy the statue." He adds before reaching the water.
Male Half-Orc Brawler 6/Cleric 1 - HP: 61/61, - AC: 21/T: 14/FF: 19 - INIT: +2, Percep: +8[10] <darkvision> TC: 6/6, TD: 6/6 - F: +13/R: +11/W: +11[13] [+2 ds] - CMB: +10 - CMD: 22, Speed: 20ft
Orovan sighs. "No easy way out."
Male Half-Orc Brawler 6/Cleric 1 - HP: 61/61, - AC: 21/T: 14/FF: 19 - INIT: +2, Percep: +8[10] <darkvision> TC: 6/6, TD: 6/6 - F: +13/R: +11/W: +11[13] [+2 ds] - CMB: +10 - CMD: 22, Speed: 20ft
"I think it's time we get out. Head for the stairs." Orovan orders, knowing Aroden may well choose another fate for himself. Nevertheless, Orovan himself takes his own advice and moves for the stairs leading down.
Male Half-Orc Brawler 6/Cleric 1 - HP: 61/61, - AC: 21/T: 14/FF: 19 - INIT: +2, Percep: +8[10] <darkvision> TC: 6/6, TD: 6/6 - F: +13/R: +11/W: +11[13] [+2 ds] - CMB: +10 - CMD: 22, Speed: 20ft
"I let Ting go first to keep Lucifer out of trouble, and they both get into trouble together." Orovan shakes his head. "Can you divine where they went? Or if this is a manner of illusion?" He asks Aroden, hoping the man has some magic that can help in this situation. In the meantime, he looks for traps or secret doors that might be employed in this chamber for some kind of trickery. Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (11) + 10 = 21
Male Half-Orc Brawler 6/Cleric 1 - HP: 61/61, - AC: 21/T: 14/FF: 19 - INIT: +2, Percep: +8[10] <darkvision> TC: 6/6, TD: 6/6 - F: +13/R: +11/W: +11[13] [+2 ds] - CMB: +10 - CMD: 22, Speed: 20ft
Updated. Cloak of Resistance & Ring of Protection upgraded to +2.
Male Half-Orc Brawler 6/Cleric 1 - HP: 61/61, - AC: 21/T: 14/FF: 19 - INIT: +2, Percep: +8[10] <darkvision> TC: 6/6, TD: 6/6 - F: +13/R: +11/W: +11[13] [+2 ds] - CMB: +10 - CMD: 22, Speed: 20ft
"What was that?" Orovan wonders aloud.
Male Half-Orc Brawler 6/Cleric 1 - HP: 61/61, - AC: 21/T: 14/FF: 19 - INIT: +2, Percep: +8[10] <darkvision> TC: 6/6, TD: 6/6 - F: +13/R: +11/W: +11[13] [+2 ds] - CMB: +10 - CMD: 22, Speed: 20ft
Not sure the map is up to date but I should be able to full attack this round I believe.
Unarmed: 1d20 + 12 - 2 ⇒ (2) + 12 - 2 = 12, Damage: 1d8 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14
Male Half-Orc Brawler 6/Cleric 1 - HP: 61/61, - AC: 21/T: 14/FF: 19 - INIT: +2, Percep: +8[10] <darkvision> TC: 6/6, TD: 6/6 - F: +13/R: +11/W: +11[13] [+2 ds] - CMB: +10 - CMD: 22, Speed: 20ft
Orovan nods and takes his place behind the others, certain there won't be much more to uncover on this level.
Male Half-Orc Brawler 6/Cleric 1 - HP: 61/61, - AC: 21/T: 14/FF: 19 - INIT: +2, Percep: +8[10] <darkvision> TC: 6/6, TD: 6/6 - F: +13/R: +11/W: +11[13] [+2 ds] - CMB: +10 - CMD: 22, Speed: 20ft
Orovan puts away his weapon and considers the room, looking for hidden treasures or secret passages.
Male Half-Orc Brawler 6/Cleric 1 - HP: 61/61, - AC: 21/T: 14/FF: 19 - INIT: +2, Percep: +8[10] <darkvision> TC: 6/6, TD: 6/6 - F: +13/R: +11/W: +11[13] [+2 ds] - CMB: +10 - CMD: 22, Speed: 20ft
Orovan closes his eyes momentarily and focuses on his other senses. He channels past experiences and martial training to gain an extraordinary awareness, and seeks out his target with his ax at the ready. Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10 Although he cannot detect the creature, he follows where Andirke seems to think it is and pursues it with deadly intent. Move Action - Martial Flex: blind-fight
Male Half-Orc Brawler 6/Cleric 1 - HP: 61/61, - AC: 21/T: 14/FF: 19 - INIT: +2, Percep: +8[10] <darkvision> TC: 6/6, TD: 6/6 - F: +13/R: +11/W: +11[13] [+2 ds] - CMB: +10 - CMD: 22, Speed: 20ft
Orovan brings the heavy ax back up in a side arc to catch the serpent as it moves past him. He sees the spell coming and barely manages to dodge the worst of the lightning but is still left singed. Wordlessly he snarls and gets back into position to engage the woman-headed snake with a pair of quick strikes.
Male Half-Orc Brawler 6/Cleric 1 - HP: 61/61, - AC: 21/T: 14/FF: 19 - INIT: +2, Percep: +8[10] <darkvision> TC: 6/6, TD: 6/6 - F: +13/R: +11/W: +11[13] [+2 ds] - CMB: +10 - CMD: 22, Speed: 20ft
AoO Divine Favor + Fate's Favored + Haste
Reflex +1 Haste: 1d20 + 9 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 9 + 1 = 16
Male Half-Orc Brawler 6/Cleric 1 - HP: 61/61, - AC: 21/T: 14/FF: 19 - INIT: +2, Percep: +8[10] <darkvision> TC: 6/6, TD: 6/6 - F: +13/R: +11/W: +11[13] [+2 ds] - CMB: +10 - CMD: 22, Speed: 20ft
I don't think you had line of sight to me when you cast it as I was on the other side of the spire. Unless you were further back when you cast it.
Male Half-Orc Brawler 6/Cleric 1 - HP: 61/61, - AC: 21/T: 14/FF: 19 - INIT: +2, Percep: +8[10] <darkvision> TC: 6/6, TD: 6/6 - F: +13/R: +11/W: +11[13] [+2 ds] - CMB: +10 - CMD: 22, Speed: 20ft
Orovan moves around the spire and finds what all the fuss is about. On his way he draws his greataxe and, upon arrival, puts it to use.
Male Half-Orc Brawler 6/Cleric 1 - HP: 61/61, - AC: 21/T: 14/FF: 19 - INIT: +2, Percep: +8[10] <darkvision> TC: 6/6, TD: 6/6 - F: +13/R: +11/W: +11[13] [+2 ds] - CMB: +10 - CMD: 22, Speed: 20ft
Orovan doesn't see what's going on, but Aroden calls out a warning and casts a spell at something. That was enough to get him going.
Male Half-Orc Brawler 6/Cleric 1 - HP: 61/61, - AC: 21/T: 14/FF: 19 - INIT: +2, Percep: +8[10] <darkvision> TC: 6/6, TD: 6/6 - F: +13/R: +11/W: +11[13] [+2 ds] - CMB: +10 - CMD: 22, Speed: 20ft
"Alright, double on the going thing. Leaving now." Orovan insists, indicating the door they came in through.
Male Half-Orc Brawler 6/Cleric 1 - HP: 61/61, - AC: 21/T: 14/FF: 19 - INIT: +2, Percep: +8[10] <darkvision> TC: 6/6, TD: 6/6 - F: +13/R: +11/W: +11[13] [+2 ds] - CMB: +10 - CMD: 22, Speed: 20ft
Orovan just shrugs. As a cleric, swearing allegiance to strange gods is generally frowned upon. But more than that he simply doesn't like people telling him what to do. But with no one to fight about it he really doesn't feel the need to dwell on the idea. "Let's go eh?"
Male Half-Orc Brawler 6/Cleric 1 - HP: 61/61, - AC: 21/T: 14/FF: 19 - INIT: +2, Percep: +8[10] <darkvision> TC: 6/6, TD: 6/6 - F: +13/R: +11/W: +11[13] [+2 ds] - CMB: +10 - CMD: 22, Speed: 20ft
Orovan sticks with Lucifer, pulling the long-tried bodyguard duty for the smaller Pathfinder. "Don't set anything off until I have a chance to cover my face." He advises wryly.
Male Half-Orc Brawler 6/Cleric 1 - HP: 61/61, - AC: 21/T: 14/FF: 19 - INIT: +2, Percep: +8[10] <darkvision> TC: 6/6, TD: 6/6 - F: +13/R: +11/W: +11[13] [+2 ds] - CMB: +10 - CMD: 22, Speed: 20ft
"Hey, let me try out that pearl." Orovan requests before casting a spell upon himself. Then he proceeds to the door behind Lucifer to keep the rogue out of trouble.
Male Half-Orc Brawler 6/Cleric 1 - HP: 61/61, - AC: 21/T: 14/FF: 19 - INIT: +2, Percep: +8[10] <darkvision> TC: 6/6, TD: 6/6 - F: +13/R: +11/W: +11[13] [+2 ds] - CMB: +10 - CMD: 22, Speed: 20ft
While the others work, Orovan plops down to check the comfortableness of the bed. Reclining with his hands behind his head, he stares up at the ceiling. [say]I wonder what it's like, living way down here?[/say] He asks idly.
Male Half-Orc Brawler 6/Cleric 1 - HP: 61/61, - AC: 21/T: 14/FF: 19 - INIT: +2, Percep: +8[10] <darkvision> TC: 6/6, TD: 6/6 - F: +13/R: +11/W: +11[13] [+2 ds] - CMB: +10 - CMD: 22, Speed: 20ft
Orovan takes a step towards the snake and makes two savage kicks.
Male Half-Orc Brawler 6/Cleric 1 - HP: 61/61, - AC: 21/T: 14/FF: 19 - INIT: +2, Percep: +8[10] <darkvision> TC: 6/6, TD: 6/6 - F: +13/R: +11/W: +11[13] [+2 ds] - CMB: +10 - CMD: 22, Speed: 20ft
Orovan follows quietly, contemplating the sights, sounds, and smells around them. He wonders idly how deep they are underground, and if they'll find the end of it.
Male Half-Orc Brawler 6/Cleric 1 - HP: 61/61, - AC: 21/T: 14/FF: 19 - INIT: +2, Percep: +8[10] <darkvision> TC: 6/6, TD: 6/6 - F: +13/R: +11/W: +11[13] [+2 ds] - CMB: +10 - CMD: 22, Speed: 20ft
Orovan waits patiently behind, checking over his shoulder to make sure nothing surprises them from the rear.
Male Half-Orc Brawler 6/Cleric 1 - HP: 61/61, - AC: 21/T: 14/FF: 19 - INIT: +2, Percep: +8[10] <darkvision> TC: 6/6, TD: 6/6 - F: +13/R: +11/W: +11[13] [+2 ds] - CMB: +10 - CMD: 22, Speed: 20ft
Orovan puts a hand on Lucifer's shoulder. "I agree with the others. This one is best left caged until we're done here. We can come back when we're done to escort it to safety and care." Orovan himself is not overly concerned with some random prisoner's wellbeing, but he knows it will bother some of the others to simply leave it here in this condition.
Male Half-Orc Brawler 6/Cleric 1 - HP: 61/61, - AC: 21/T: 14/FF: 19 - INIT: +2, Percep: +8[10] <darkvision> TC: 6/6, TD: 6/6 - F: +13/R: +11/W: +11[13] [+2 ds] - CMB: +10 - CMD: 22, Speed: 20ft
Orovan tries to keep his dance partner busy with a pair of quick strikes, bearing the curse of his god on his fists.
Male Half-Orc Brawler 6/Cleric 1 - HP: 61/61, - AC: 21/T: 14/FF: 19 - INIT: +2, Percep: +8[10] <darkvision> TC: 6/6, TD: 6/6 - F: +13/R: +11/W: +11[13] [+2 ds] - CMB: +10 - CMD: 22, Speed: 20ft
Orovan moves in and sees the fight already unfolding. He takes a position near the bars to keep the threats in front of him and squares off against the serpentfolk on the right.
Male Half-Orc Brawler 6/Cleric 1 - HP: 61/61, - AC: 21/T: 14/FF: 19 - INIT: +2, Percep: +8[10] <darkvision> TC: 6/6, TD: 6/6 - F: +13/R: +11/W: +11[13] [+2 ds] - CMB: +10 - CMD: 22, Speed: 20ft
As the blades and arrows descend, Orovan tries to time his strikes to avoid the others and hit the creature where it hurts. Unarmed Flurry 1: 1d20 + 12 - 2 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 12 - 2 + 2 = 23, Damage: 1d8 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10
Male Half-Orc Brawler 6/Cleric 1 - HP: 61/61, - AC: 21/T: 14/FF: 19 - INIT: +2, Percep: +8[10] <darkvision> TC: 6/6, TD: 6/6 - F: +13/R: +11/W: +11[13] [+2 ds] - CMB: +10 - CMD: 22, Speed: 20ft
Agree, the Salamander should get an AoO on me I think (if it still had one). Though it looks like I ought to get one on him too. ? Seeing his opponent shift around, Orovan takes a step to line up his punches and throws two hard fists in the creature's direction. Unarmed Flurry 1: 1d20 + 12 - 2 ⇒ (4) + 12 - 2 = 14, Damage: 1d8 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11
Male Half-Orc Brawler 6/Cleric 1 - HP: 61/61, - AC: 21/T: 14/FF: 19 - INIT: +2, Percep: +8[10] <darkvision> TC: 6/6, TD: 6/6 - F: +13/R: +11/W: +11[13] [+2 ds] - CMB: +10 - CMD: 22, Speed: 20ft
Orovan shrugs as diplomacy breaks down once again. At least Lucifer's brand of diplomacy. Idly the half-orc wonders if the wayang doesn't need to work on his people skills.
Male Half-Orc Brawler 6/Cleric 1 - HP: 61/61, - AC: 21/T: 14/FF: 19 - INIT: +2, Percep: +8[10] <darkvision> TC: 6/6, TD: 6/6 - F: +13/R: +11/W: +11[13] [+2 ds] - CMB: +10 - CMD: 22, Speed: 20ft
"I have a feeling I'm going to need that." Orovan says, reaching out for Aroden's new ring. "If you don't need it right now."
Male Half-Orc Brawler 6/Cleric 1 - HP: 61/61, - AC: 21/T: 14/FF: 19 - INIT: +2, Percep: +8[10] <darkvision> TC: 6/6, TD: 6/6 - F: +13/R: +11/W: +11[13] [+2 ds] - CMB: +10 - CMD: 22, Speed: 20ft
"It would make some smoke but I could do it. I'd rather just have our wizard friend magic it out of there." Orovan remarks with some level of expectancy.
Male Half-Orc Brawler 6/Cleric 1 - HP: 61/61, - AC: 21/T: 14/FF: 19 - INIT: +2, Percep: +8[10] <darkvision> TC: 6/6, TD: 6/6 - F: +13/R: +11/W: +11[13] [+2 ds] - CMB: +10 - CMD: 22, Speed: 20ft
"Hm..."
"Alright then. I'm Orovan, and I'll be keeping you alive... if the gods allow it." Orovan extends his hand in greeting. "Sorry about the smell. I told Lucifer to wash."
Male Half-Orc Brawler 6/Cleric 1 - HP: 61/61, - AC: 21/T: 14/FF: 19 - INIT: +2, Percep: +8[10] <darkvision> TC: 6/6, TD: 6/6 - F: +13/R: +11/W: +11[13] [+2 ds] - CMB: +10 - CMD: 22, Speed: 20ft
Orovan takes a falchion and an amulet.
"This looks like a collective bedroom. Shame they all had to die. I wonder what they could have told us."
Male Half-Orc Brawler 6/Cleric 1 - HP: 61/61, - AC: 21/T: 14/FF: 19 - INIT: +2, Percep: +8[10] <darkvision> TC: 6/6, TD: 6/6 - F: +13/R: +11/W: +11[13] [+2 ds] - CMB: +10 - CMD: 22, Speed: 20ft
That's right. Orovan takes the tengu's wand and calls forth the magic from it to heal his wounds.
Male Half-Orc Brawler 6/Cleric 1 - HP: 61/61, - AC: 21/T: 14/FF: 19 - INIT: +2, Percep: +8[10] <darkvision> TC: 6/6, TD: 6/6 - F: +13/R: +11/W: +11[13] [+2 ds] - CMB: +10 - CMD: 22, Speed: 20ft
Orovan, both enchanted and inspired, makes two powerful swings with his mighty ax.
Male Half-Orc Brawler 6/Cleric 1 - HP: 61/61, - AC: 21/T: 14/FF: 19 - INIT: +2, Percep: +8[10] <darkvision> TC: 6/6, TD: 6/6 - F: +13/R: +11/W: +11[13] [+2 ds] - CMB: +10 - CMD: 22, Speed: 20ft
Orovan steps up to bring his ax to bear, moving with supernatural speed.
Male Half-Orc Brawler 6/Cleric 1 - HP: 61/61, - AC: 21/T: 14/FF: 19 - INIT: +2, Percep: +8[10] <darkvision> TC: 6/6, TD: 6/6 - F: +13/R: +11/W: +11[13] [+2 ds] - CMB: +10 - CMD: 22, Speed: 20ft
Orovan takes another considerable blow, but continues to shrug it off for now.
Male Half-Orc Brawler 6/Cleric 1 - HP: 61/61, - AC: 21/T: 14/FF: 19 - INIT: +2, Percep: +8[10] <darkvision> TC: 6/6, TD: 6/6 - F: +13/R: +11/W: +11[13] [+2 ds] - CMB: +10 - CMD: 22, Speed: 20ft
Already did that save when I moved into his range. That's why I rolled 3 saves. Orovan takes a blow and grunts, re-gripping his ax to retaliate.
Male Half-Orc Brawler 6/Cleric 1 - HP: 61/61, - AC: 21/T: 14/FF: 19 - INIT: +2, Percep: +8[10] <darkvision> TC: 6/6, TD: 6/6 - F: +13/R: +11/W: +11[13] [+2 ds] - CMB: +10 - CMD: 22, Speed: 20ft
Fort 1: 1d20 + 11 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 11 + 2 = 32
Orovan ignores the stench and spins his greataxe for another mighty swing, keeping pace over the rubble.
Male Half-Orc Brawler 6/Cleric 1 - HP: 61/61, - AC: 21/T: 14/FF: 19 - INIT: +2, Percep: +8[10] <darkvision> TC: 6/6, TD: 6/6 - F: +13/R: +11/W: +11[13] [+2 ds] - CMB: +10 - CMD: 22, Speed: 20ft
Fort: 1d20 + 11 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 11 + 2 = 15 I actually don't think I can fail that save. Can't remember if nat 1 on a save is an auto-fail.
Orovan approaches the barrier with his greataxe in hand, bringing it down in a high arc.
Male Half-Orc Brawler 6/Cleric 1 - HP: 61/61, - AC: 21/T: 14/FF: 19 - INIT: +2, Percep: +8[10] <darkvision> TC: 6/6, TD: 6/6 - F: +13/R: +11/W: +11[13] [+2 ds] - CMB: +10 - CMD: 22, Speed: 20ft
Orovan picks his way lightly through the debris. "Think they'd want to talk?"
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