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F Half Elf:
HP 126, F18R14W15,Dip+13,Fly+6,HanAnim+8;K(rel)+17, Spllcrft +17,UMD +21

1d20 + 18 ⇒ (6) + 18 = 24 Fort (C'rosch)

Solrisa very much delights in the drink for her. She thinks it's lovely that she is acknowledged though she doesn't understand why. Nonetheless, she partakes.

Solrisa listens to both Eidi and Ascaria, not going to interrupt. She smiles and laughs and offers her own story.

"Now I don't know if any of you know my sister, Rae, but she's just a lovely, kind person and my best friend. But it wasn't always that way. We were sisters and sometimes we fought and although I was always wrong, she always forgave me," Solrisa starts sweetly, remembering her sister with fondness.

"It was the last day of Snow and Creams, which means Mum would take us for the magically cold Tazelwyrm milk and shaved ice. I love it. My sister, Rae, loved it too. But she ate hers fast...which caused her head to hurt, very much. And because her head hurt, she took my frozen Tazelwyrm frozen cream and threw it on the ground! She didn't want me to get hurt! Although I wanted the it, I'm glad she saved me. I thought I might get mad at her for ruining my dessert, but no, she was just saving me." Solrisa beams around, happy with her story.

1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19 Intimidate


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Zilchus sighs, knowing he is being petulant, as Kosei easily finds the secret door that he could have spotted had he not been so insistent on giving up.

”Ugh, fine. We’ll do this stupid test,” Zilchus bows before the reasoned rightness of Kosei’s approach. He steps forward with his falchion, wrist cord attached. ”Good job, Kosei.”

Not sure what you mean by ‘keep on down’ in this context, Kosei, because matched with the description that GM Evilan is offering, it can be taken a few ways.

”We should keep on down, but I would like to ascend here and check things out, if you don’t mind,” Zilchus says after the first intersection after the 60’. ”We shall explore this red-tinted room, shall we?”

When others are ready, Zilchus will lead on. He keeps his eyes open for trouble.

1d20 + 25 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 25 + 2 = 42 Perception


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Acrobatics: +8. Disable: +15. Perception: +12. Sleight/Stealth +10. F9/R11/W9. Seeker of Redemption 7

Cats releases Maudette from the silken webbing, his elven *long*blade flashing in the meager light.

"Hello, I'm Cats Cats. I'm here to rescue you," Kast says, even though it sounds weird to his ears. "C'mon, lets get you back to the party. I'll escort you."

Cats offers a hand to the lady, unconsciously edging out Brother (who wanted to leave her to be sucked dry).

"Let's get you back downstairs and maybe a drink or two will erase this memories. Maybe we'll create some new memories..." Cats saucily winks at Maudette.

1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9 Diplomacy


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Male Half Elf - sad man in the armor Wand CLW 24/24 (1843)
Stats:
AC 16; F4/R5/W9; Arcana+10,Hist+10,Local+9,Nat+9,Pln+10,Rel+10,Perc+12,Spell+10(+6 more magic ID)

Round 1

Vanyan moves up 30', unable to get Atium this round to help more. He looks at the ghoul, raises one eyebrow, and turns to look back at Vinas. "Remember how eager you were to speak with the dead? Looks like here's an opportunity".

"What's a nice ghoul like you doing in a place like this?" Vanyan yells to the ghoul. "I think my brother Vinas would like some time with you."

Avoiding hasty choices, he prays to Iomedae for help in defeating the loathsome foes. Spiritual weapon A gleaming longsword appears next to the remaining visible creature, threatening to bring the righteous justice of the goddess upon the ghoul.

1d20 + 3 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 + 3 = 17 to attack with spiritual weapon +2 from Tess?
1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5 force damage

Vanstats:

hp: 33/33
AC: 16/14/12
Saves: F4/R5/F9

Eyes: bugged
Smite: unused
Panache: not enough
Broken Lightbox: 0/1 used
PoP 2: 0/1 used
GlitterYourFace: 0/2 used


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Acrobatics: +8. Disable: +15. Perception: +12. Sleight/Stealth +10. F9/R11/W9. Seeker of Redemption 7

Cats cuts himself free, eager to chase after the ettercaps.

"But where is the woman? Give us back the woman or we'll...hunt blindly for her in the dark!" Cats warns to the monsters.


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Zilchus seems amused (and somewhat aroused) by the woman speaker and her bravado. As there is but one true ruler of Osirion, and that is the Ruby Prince, Zilchus takes particular offense to the woman’s words.

He takes in his own breath to answer her.

”As you are not the Ruby Prince, dynasty by his name, and since *he* has not been hiding in musty invisible stone tomb for eons, he is the rightful ruler here and now and probably forever,” Zilchus begins. ”Tell your Hackystep Pharaoh to get his cowardly ass out here so that I am personally give him the regards of the Ruby Prince.”

Zilchus looks back at the party, then back to the woman. The audacity of the woman, her trumpets, and her showmanship was really irritating him.

”As for offerings, I would like to offer the opportunity for Hackystep to come out and kneel before the Ruby Prince, apologizing for blighting his skies with this atrocity of a pyramid. He can also apologize for his doglike followers (no offense to you, ma’am) and their attacks on the peaceful citizens of Osirion. And I’m sure the Ruby Prince will be merciful to the beggant Hackystep and perhaps allow him to empty chamber pots in his service.”

”If that offering is not good enough for your Sky Parrot, please do tell him that I’ll be coming in to kick his dusty ass back to the Earthfall with a smile upon my face. Tell him that no one usurps the Ruby Prince. Tell him he is not worthy to call himself the Sky Parrot any longer. Tell him, oh tell him, that your wig and kohl are as unsightly as a gnoll’s backside.”


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M Human - Loon 6 AC: 12 (10 FF) CMD (13/11) CMB +1 Fort +5; Ref +7; Will +9

Tristain slumps in failure, as the man easily foils his attempt. He looks for a wall to bonk his head into.

He worries about Tenebrynn’s assent and that everything in this hell is a hell.

Tristain is frozen by social panic and split needs, unable to decide what to do.


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Male Half Elf - sad man in the armor Wand CLW 24/24 (1843)
Stats:
AC 16; F4/R5/W9; Arcana+10,Hist+10,Local+9,Nat+9,Pln+10,Rel+10,Perc+12,Spell+10(+6 more magic ID)

Not to say that Vanyan doesn’t help with the gardening. He does. He absolutely does. But does he do as much as the others? No. By no means. Vanyan, already a known son of a kale farmer, knows how to garden. He just doesn’t like doing it. And that just might be one of the reasons he left the Coffer and headed to Absalom: he hated gardening.

He works slower, takes more breaks, and tends to tend poorly, in general. He is happy when the work is done, moving to the shade to reflect on this weird day where is gardening to appease spirits in the dome of the dead.

”Lemme look at those rings. I’ve always liked rings.”

1d20 + 10 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 10 + 6 = 31 Spellcraft
1d20 + 10 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 10 + 6 = 19 Spellcraft

Vanyan will describe that he learns of the stuff, offering them to others.

”Should we head to the cemetery now? That’s the three spirits. Or we can wait for tomorrow. I can magic you up again tomorrow.”

Ring of protection to Atium?


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Nidhi Aashirya wrote:
Are people going to think Nidhi is evil if she casts Finger of Death? Like, does casting the spell look evil in nature? Black rays of death with a tortured souls vibe

You ask that like we already don’t think you’re evil....::ducks::

Anyhoot, FoDeath is fine, but within this pyramid might not have enough targets, you know? Everything is likely to be already dead, or construct or whatever...so just be mindful of that.

I will try to get Zilchus updated today, but today is super busy, so probably on the morrow night.


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M Human - Loon 6 AC: 12 (10 FF) CMD (13/11) CMB +1 Fort +5; Ref +7; Will +9
motteditor wrote:
Ardvin protests more loudly than you want. "I was hoping for a dance with the Viscount, not just some stranger, or a bauble."

”I suggest you take it,” Tristain replies, trying to be reasonable. He uses his mind to gently force the issue. ”I suggest you take it and thank us for the generous offer. And then you should go home, after having a delightful evening where it was okay that you didn’t get the dance you wished.”

Suggestion, DC 18 Will.


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Zilchus smiles, listening to the words from his friends and companions. He is filled with a bit of joy and feels bolstered for the fights to come.

”...and after we take this thing over, and we learn how to fly it...you know what we should do, Florence? Nidhi? You know what we should do? We should fly it over Ben’s house and empty out of the chamber pots.”

Zilchus smiles at the idea. And the folly of Ben, leaving the party when they were on the verge of discovering one of the biggest troves of shory magic in millennia. This, in theory, was the kind of thing scholars like Ben might dream of...and he had ditched the party.


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Zilchus gasps despite himself when the pyramid comes into view. He's not sure why it is affecting him so much, and even though he knew, in concept, what it would look like, he was still unprepared.

"That is...that is stunning," Zilchus finally eeks out when he catches his breath again. "I didn't think I'd want to say it, but I have to admit, if I were a powerful Pharaoh, that would be what I would do. If we...if we can find a way to fly this to the Ruby Prince when we are done...this gift would earn me a sultanship for sure. There would be no greater prize, save maybe the Sun Orchid Elixir recipe that I could give my Prince."

Zilchus moves over to pat and thank his chaosodiles, but has to quickly wrench his hand away when the 'diles snap at him. He jeers proudly at them and dismisses them.

"Did you all see that? They snapped at me!! At *me*! Their better! And they snapped at me. Ha! Wonderful!" Zilchus seems more impressed by this than their battle prowess.

Tef-Naju wrote:
"I will repay you with wealth or service."

Zilchus smiles at the offer, knowing how hard it might be to be found in some future place. However, Zilchus has an idea.

"I accept your gift, friend. However, I might die here in this pyramid and we may yet succeed. I have yet to truly die* and do not plan to now, but it is good to be aware of the dangers. I would give you your charge right now. I would tell you what I would wish. And you will know whether we succeed or fail...so would you hear my boon request?"

Zilchus pauses, letting the stony face reply. If positive, he will continue.

"I will say this to you: if you have chance to aid the aims of the Ruby Prince, I would ask that you do so. You need not commit yourself his service, but that you would, when you can, seek to aid him in his aims, protecting Osirion from foes both foreign and domestic. That is what I would wish of you? Will you do that?"


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M Human - Loon 6 AC: 12 (10 FF) CMD (13/11) CMB +1 Fort +5; Ref +7; Will +9

Good thinking Kyffin!

”Yeah,” Tristain yesmans effectively, trying to back up Kyffin.

1d20 + 0 ⇒ (10) + 0 = 10 Aid to Bribe Diplomacy


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Male Half Elf - sad man in the armor Wand CLW 24/24 (1843)
Stats:
AC 16; F4/R5/W9; Arcana+10,Hist+10,Local+9,Nat+9,Pln+10,Rel+10,Perc+12,Spell+10(+6 more magic ID)
Tessenarin wrote:
"Vinas, I swear, you seem almost bloodthirsty."

”Maybe he’s just a vegan and longs to eat some nice plant veggie rather than the limited rations we’ve been on for the past few weeks. Ever think of that, Tess?” Vanyan offers his opinion. ”Is that right, Vinas? You a vegan? That why you’re uh...smug so righteous?”

With ball of fire in hand and a good distance between himself, the plant, and the party, Vanyan is ready to fight.


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Skillz:
Acro+6(+11tumble),Cult +15, Eng +14 (+18vs traps), Life Sci +11, Medicine +8, Myst +18 (+22 vs traps), Perception +21,Pilot+22,SenseMot +14,Stealth +21,Survival +12
Ysoki Mystic 10

Vetch coup de jerks the smart ass, firing his disintegrator into his neck. ”How many of you are left?” He asks again, quite annoyed at being mocked. Goblins would mock him too.


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Male Half Elf - sad man in the armor Wand CLW 24/24 (1843)
Stats:
AC 16; F4/R5/W9; Arcana+10,Hist+10,Local+9,Nat+9,Pln+10,Rel+10,Perc+12,Spell+10(+6 more magic ID)
Vinas uth Antimanes wrote:
"Can you speak with the dead?"

”Uh, no,” Vanyan rubs the back of his neck, lying poorly and knowing it. ”Well, maybe? Yes? Which dead? What kind of dead? I mean, you need to be more specific. And the answer is maybe. I dunno. Yes. Maybe. Possibly.”


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M Human - Loon 6 AC: 12 (10 FF) CMD (13/11) CMB +1 Fort +5; Ref +7; Will +9

”Yeah,” Tristain says seriously, trying to back up Al.

1d20 + 0 ⇒ (16) + 0 = 16 Aid to Diplomacy vs. DC10

”Yeah,” Tristain says goonishly, trying to back up Kyffin.

1d20 + 0 ⇒ (13) + 0 = 13 Aid to Intimidate vs. DC10


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Male Half Elf - sad man in the armor Wand CLW 24/24 (1843)
Stats:
AC 16; F4/R5/W9; Arcana+10,Hist+10,Local+9,Nat+9,Pln+10,Rel+10,Perc+12,Spell+10(+6 more magic ID)

What the f&##?

What the f&$@!?

"WHAT THE F*#!!?" Vanyan cries out as the cultist cuts his own throat. He turns his head away at the act, trying to shake it from his mind.

He stares down the ground while his divine longsword hovers over the dead cultist.

He shakes his head, trying to stop any dry (or wet) heaves from loosening his last meal from his stomach.

"I didn't need to see that."


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Florence Corvina wrote:

There's a bonded pair currently there (one black cat, one gray & white, both male, not quite a year old) that look adorable. I already told my husband that if they're still there after Christmas then they might be coming home with me :3

Me: "Well, I mean, we don't *have* to get two but if there's a bonded pair then you can't just split them up...or if we wanted a kitten, getting two would mean they'd be able to keep each other entertained..."

1) If you lived in CA/Bay Area (or wanted to make a road trip), I would hook you up with *so* many kitties, kittens, cats, bonded pairs, whatever you wanted. I got me the fluffy ones and the stripey ones and some with long hair and some with short. I think we even a few cats with some nice mustaches. Oh man, I could load you up with kittens.

2) And yes, you’ll want a pair of kittens. If it matters to your hubby to hear it from an animal professional, kittens are better in pairs.


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Male Half Elf - sad man in the armor Wand CLW 24/24 (1843)
Stats:
AC 16; F4/R5/W9; Arcana+10,Hist+10,Local+9,Nat+9,Pln+10,Rel+10,Perc+12,Spell+10(+6 more magic ID)

Seeing that Vinas seems tongue-tied and unable to formulate a stimulating curriculum, Vanyan steps up again...this time to use the power of alchemy to dazzle and amaze the ghost students.

He pulls out his alchemist kit, a few beakers and sets up the bunsen burner. He sprinkles in a dash of this and of that, trying to create a suitably crystalline and prismatic effect. He measures and counts grains. He siphons and sighs. He maths and sciences. With a final todo, he anoints one mixture with another...

1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9 Craft (alchemy)

With a boom the reagents expand and contract...leaving a shattered flask.

"Please clap," Vanyans pauses before wandering back into the fog to prepare his next session. He does not leave until something happens.

POST 2000 biyotches!!! Woohoo! And it's a terrible one! You're welcome!!


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Half Elf Horn Dude 8 AC 20/17/14 / HP66 / F +8 R +6 W +7 / Init. +7/ Perc. +13/ Sense Motive +17/Diplo +17

Bazsil practices a few songs while sitting in camp, thankful that people are getting better. He is pleased to see that they are not pissing out wolf-in-sheep’s-clothing or vomiting or whatever the final stage of the parasite is. He’s pretty sure he doesn’t want to know.

”You are welcome, Naspen. But now you must do better by these people. You need to find a place, a home, a way to rebuild and then to fight,” Bazsil replies. ”And if you wish to repay us, that is what you will do. We don’t want this war, but we are in this war. And we’ll be in this war until we can fight them off. We’ll need you and your people to be strong. Can you do this? Can you rebuild, fight?” Bazsil asks in a deep voice.

1d20 + 17 ⇒ (11) + 17 = 28 Diplomacy


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Manly Stats:
HP 179; F:17/R:10/W:19;Fly +13; (Loc) +21, (Nat) +22, (Geog) +5, (Plns) +10, Perc +33, Surv +18,Spllcrft+16
Tracksmage 16

Mal? Pems? Al? Where are you guys?

Hektir spits again, waiting to hear what others have to say.


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”And also, we should rest one final time before summoning the pyramid of doom,” Like Nidhi, Zilchus urges a certain amount of caution. ”One last night of drinking before we call down the Pharoah so we can watch it kill itself while Nidhi sings.”

Zilchus rather likes the image of being victorious but without his own blood being spilt.

Waiting to see what Nidhi learns.

Sopdet-Ka "Stelle" wrote:
"Does this mean we will need protection from lightning bolts?"

”I’m certain that I can find a way to ask the Great Crocodile for the protections you seek, Stelle,” Zilchus answers. He is certain of that.


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Skillz:
Acro+6(+11tumble),Cult +15, Eng +14 (+18vs traps), Life Sci +11, Medicine +8, Myst +18 (+22 vs traps), Perception +21,Pilot+22,SenseMot +14,Stealth +21,Survival +12
Ysoki Mystic 10

Vetch holds up his hands, wondering *one* thing.

"I'm happy to help destroy the Degenerator as much as anybody...but is it possible to have it destroy just goblins? I mean, it *might* be possible, and after that were done, I'd happy completely destroy the device, but if it can be localized to exterminate certain pests, that would be keen..." Vetch asks the simulated intelligence.


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Acrobatics: +8. Disable: +15. Perception: +12. Sleight/Stealth +10. F9/R11/W9. Seeker of Redemption 7
"Fearless" wrote:
"You know I'm a Painter. I could paint you like one of those french Varisian women."

1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12 Diplomacy to Gather Info

Cats smiles at the 'maudette' that Catless sets up for him.

Cats dusts himself off from that obvious rejection and tries again, used to all sorts of rejection and bouncing back. He shrugs off the latest rejection with a hiss. And then another hiss.

He moves to another woman, really slowing himself down to try again. He thinks about Mariner's boat and uses that as inspiration.

"Your eyes are bluer than the Lake Encatthan. And I don't mind being lost at sea," Cats tries.

1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12 Diplomacy to Gather Info

Then he thinks about animals, because they are cute and tries another fancy dancer woman...

“Was your catter a beaver? ‘Cause damn!” Cats coos, smiling.

1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11 Diplomacy to Gather Info

Feeling piteous after his last failure, he tries again.

“I’ve lost my catty bear! Can I sleep with you instead?” Cats nearly cries to make a connection.

1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10 Diplomacy to Gather Info

FFS, can't roll for s#&$ here. :( Wasting all this A+ material on bad rolls. ;)

Cats slinks back to the bar for a few rounds of liquid courage before trying again.


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M Human - Loon 6 AC: 12 (10 FF) CMD (13/11) CMB +1 Fort +5; Ref +7; Will +9

As the party starts the ritual, Tristain prepares himself for more horrors, more deserts, more unkillable squishy death blobs. When he gets there, he finds himself someplace completely worse: a formal dance.

His head spins from side to side, looking with horror upon the people, their costumes, and the easy social activities in which they engage.

”Oh no! What is this horror!” Tristain says, unable to want to continue.

1d20 + 11 ⇒ (11) + 11 = 22 Concentration to wake up vs. DC25

As this is a full round action, we’ll see if anyone stops him from trying again.


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Male Half Elf - sad man in the armor Wand CLW 24/24 (1843)
Stats:
AC 16; F4/R5/W9; Arcana+10,Hist+10,Local+9,Nat+9,Pln+10,Rel+10,Perc+12,Spell+10(+6 more magic ID)

While Atium makes light of the ghosts' comments, Vanyan immediately grows concerned when he hears the children speak of fairies. Something just doesn't seem to fit. Like Tess, he tries to see who exactly the ghosts are talking about. If nothing becomes immediately apparent, he again turns to the children: "Yes, we're here to learn, too! Tell us, who are these fairies? Can you show us?"

While Vanyan expects Atium and Vinas to take the lead when it comes to bashing monsters, it seems reasonable that Vanyan would take the lead here with the children and ghosts and fairies. After all, it’s not likely that Atium had been in a school before, unless he had been wearing a very pointy cone and standing in the corner.


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Acrobatics: +8. Disable: +15. Perception: +12. Sleight/Stealth +10. F9/R11/W9. Seeker of Redemption 7

Cats moves with Fearless, working as an adept dancing duo to work the room. Cats taller, long legs make him the natural leader, but Fearless innocent looks give him the edge with the ladies.

Cats chin bobs to Fearless, a hunter stalking prey among the dance floor jungle. Spotting his prey, moves in to make a diplomatic kill.

"Hey Cat, you cat here often?" Cats offers his opening line, but has others to come. "If you're not the girl I'm looking for, then maybe you can help me find..."

1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10 Gather Infomation

Other lines he might use:
"Are those spacepants you're wearing? Because your cat is out of this world."
1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9 Gather Infomation

"Do you believe in Cat at first sight? Or should I cat by again?"
1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12 Gather Infomation

"That shirt is very becatting on you. Of course, if I were on you, I'd becatting too."
1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11 Gather Infomation


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F Half Elf:
HP 126, F18R14W15,Dip+13,Fly+6,HanAnim+8;K(rel)+17, Spllcrft +17,UMD +21
Mariss wrote:
"You have an adorable way of speaking when you get excited."

Solrisa smiles, embarrassed that her actions have confused Mariss. "Oh no, Mr. Mariss," Solrisa demurs. "I just like cheese. And ham. No, I'm not excited, the *only* thing that excited about is *The* Dragon, but I do like cheese..." Solrisa's eyes scan the table for easily accessible cheese or ham. "Mr. Mariss, are you in search of someone who will get you excited? I remember the women who used to walk the gangplank down by the docks in Kaer Maga, they were painted so prettily! I wish I could have walked among them, but Mum said that I had been promised to *The* Dragon so no others could have me. But you? You could have any of those painted women. Yes you could! If you want, I will take you to those women who like to get very excited, Yes. I. Will." Solrisa stabs a pad of butter with her butter knife, eating it as a substitute for cheese. "Mr. Mariss, I will find many friends for you to share excitement with. I will."

* * *

Solrisa, perhaps surprisingly, doesn't even worry about drinking the green worm. She, in her heart, has no fear of the green worms. She's dealt with them before and knows *The* Dragon keeps her safe.

She gulps it and does not think twice about it, save to worry that she's eaten too much and might need to have her armor let out.

* * *

Zeech wrote:
"Welcome Lady Lashonna!"

Solrisa claps her hands, smiling as if she had finally found something very unexpected. She turns to Mariss.

"Mr. Mariss, you know many things. And know many people. Can you give me an introduction to that Lady there? I would be *SO* appreciative!" Solrisa offers her warmest smile to Mariss.


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Acrobatics: +8. Disable: +15. Perception: +12. Sleight/Stealth +10. F9/R11/W9. Seeker of Redemption 7

”You certainly have great and unmatched wisdom, Catterfly,” Cats agrees, ready to get to work.

Once he scouts the first victim dance contestant, he will guide the party in that direction.


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Zilchus crosses his arms, looking at Kosei, then at Florence, then at Bynx.

"Yeah, this is a time to earn your tuna! Show us what you got, AttackCat!" Zilchus agrees, as he had always liked to watch cats attack and pounce.

"This is your time to shine, feline, so fine, wish you were mine," Zilchus cheers.

Silver Crusade

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HP 51; AC 19/15/14; F+7,R+7,W+10;Init +5; Perc +16;Kn Eng+5; Rel+10,SenseMot+7,Spllcrft +11;Surv +12

Quill nods, also a back door elf.

”Yeah, good job Molly. Who’d da thunk you weren’t ugly enough to pass as a giant, huh? I thought you were...” Quill says, trying to me mollifyingly helpful.

When the party moves, he’s happy to hustle through.

Silver Crusade

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HP 51; AC 19/15/14; F+7,R+7,W+10;Init +5; Perc +16;Kn Eng+5; Rel+10,SenseMot+7,Spllcrft +11;Surv +12

+1 to Molly. You’re doing great.

Quill listens, watches for dangers and falling stones.


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GM Euan wrote:
Alas, he is unsuccessful against the brute.

*I'm* the brute!? ME!?! I'm not the one ruining perfectly good weapons and stabbing stuff for 100s points of damage! Sheesh. Zilchus, as always, is a paragon of morality and decency.

Round 3
Zilchus continues to grouse brutishly about his weapon, again swinging at the ghoul, grunting brutishly.

@Injured Ghul.1d20 + 19 + 2 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 19 + 2 + 7 = 32 to hit; (+hero,+grunt)
1d10 + 21 ⇒ (9) + 21 = 30 P/B damage.

1d20 + 14 + 2 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 14 + 2 + 7 = 39 to hit; (+hero)
1d10 + 21 ⇒ (5) + 21 = 26 P/B damage.

Stats of Zilch:

[ dice]1d20+20+2+2[/dice] to hit; (+hero, +holy)
[ dice]1d10+23+2d6[/dice] adamantine slashing damage. (+holy)

[ dice]1d20+12+2+2[/dice] to hit; (+hero, +holy)
[ dice]1d10+23+2d6[/dice] adamantine slashing damage. (+holy)

HP: 114-25/114
AC: 34/30 + 3 (barkskin) = 37/33 (10 armor + 2 def + 3 dex + 1 dodge + 2 insight + 2 natural) + 4 shield/buckler

DF 0/10
Weap: 2/14 rounds used (swift, +3 bonus/flame/ghost/frost/holy)
Grunting/Summoning: 2/9 used (+7 str)
Quick Prayer: 0/10 used
PoP1: 0/1 used
Armor: 0/14 minutes used (swift,+3 more bonus)
Crocodilic Channel: 1/2 used/smite: 2/4 used (7d6)
Gr. Magic Weapon (+3); Magic Vestment (+3).
Falcon Crown: 0/3 used, immediate action sac spell

Smite: not used
Grit: not used
Panache: are you kidding me?
Ki: not use


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Stats:
AC 20/15/15;F6,R10,W10;Appr11ww/Cft12/Arc22/Dung22/Eng11/Geo11/Hist14/Loc23/Na t20/Pln22/Rel22/Ling11/Spell22; Perc +15
Elf FeatherMage
Bronin Dohari wrote:
"I understand what you are saying, but educate me -- I really want to know - how do male dwarfs act when they hit puberty?"

Wren waves away anything that W'Jack was about to say to interrupt with her all-too-important-to-herself opinion on the mating habits of dwarves, which may or may not be actual experience, gossip, pulpy magazines, or loosely translated azlanti graffiti.

"Well, from my experience, most 'normal' races, like most elves, some humans, elves, female halflings, a quarter of merfolk, like, when they are approaching a house, will knock on the door, maybe jiggle the handle, rap on the left window, then the right, maybe jiggle the door handle again and try to get permission to enter," Wren looks intently to make sure Bronin is listening. Whether or not he gets the analogy is another, much more delicate matter that she'd rather not get into right now. She smiles her cracked yellow teethed smile smugly, like she usually does when she is explaining things.

"But dwarves, you see, dwarves knock on the back door, let themselves in, and soon in the cellar pumping at the kegs before you've come down off the nest and are moving to their first rapt, you see?" Wren folds her feathered arms and looks at Bronin, certain that she's explained things correctly to the confused man and equally certain that it answered his question perfectly.

"And that's how they do it," Wren turns from Bronin, again focused on the task at hand. She shoos the party up the stairs. "Come along now, dearies. We still have work to do."


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AC 20/15/15;F6,R10,W10;Appr11ww/Cft12/Arc22/Dung22/Eng11/Geo11/Hist14/Loc23/Na t20/Pln22/Rel22/Ling11/Spell22; Perc +15
Elf FeatherMage

Wren listens to Bronin and offers her own opinions about wide birthing hips.

”Oh I once knew this Chelaxian woman...blahblahblah...dark hair and hips as wide as a canal, especially with legs spread ...blahblahblah...like butter across hot toast ...blahblahblah...lavished her lower parts with perfume ...blahblahblah...cherry with hints of regret ...blahblahblah...loved the smell of her own ...blahblahblah...and she took off her shoes too! ...blahblahblah...the dwarf just laughed and inserted his ...blahblahblah...and that was the end of that, what with the fire and all,” Wren chirps and flaps her hand as she speaks, relating this very important story as they go up the stairs.


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F Half Elf:
HP 126, F18R14W15,Dip+13,Fly+6,HanAnim+8;K(rel)+17, Spllcrft +17,UMD +21

Solrisa looks quite worried as it is revealed that the feast hasn’t even started yet and she’s been stuffing herself on cheese and pastries at every opportunity. But, because she is a trooper and willing to put the best face on things, she smiles and tries to be eager about a second stuffing.

She bonks from table placard to placard like a hummingbird bouncing from flower to flower. She seeks the nectar of her proper place to sit.

When she does finally find her place to sit, she laughs as much as with any game outside. She had a great time trying to find her food. She stares at the various cutleries, deciding slowly which one to take while making small talk with people around her.

”Oh! These are such good spoonies!!”
”That cheese outside? Did you try any of the cheese?”
”Such lovely weather for tonight. We got very lucky.”
”I do love ham, don’t you?”

1d20 + 13 ⇒ (19) + 13 = 32 Diplomacy
1d20 + 13 ⇒ (8) + 13 = 21 Diplomacy
1d20 + 13 ⇒ (4) + 13 = 17 Diplomacy
1d20 + 13 ⇒ (14) + 13 = 27 Diplomacy
1d20 + 13 ⇒ (5) + 13 = 18 Diplomacy


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All are welcome at my grand ball? Cats blinks.

”Well, if everyone cat is welcome, what is the deal with the webs and people getting slurped to the ceiling?” Cats wants to ask, then does. ”That seems pretty cat to me, you know.”


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Round 1

1d20 + 17 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 17 + 2 = 25 Know (religion)
1d20 + 12 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 12 + 2 = 20 Fort

Zilchus stares down at his weapon, his *FAVORITE* weapon becomes nothing more than a paperweight. Useless.

”AH C’MON!” Zilchus roars with anger. ”This was my favorite sword! I paid a lot of money for it!”

He draws out his back up morningstar after dropping his adamantine anchor. He takes a moment to imbue this ‘star with magic. +3.

”That was pretty dickish, you ghul.”

1d20 + 19 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 19 + 2 = 26 to hit; (+hero)
1d10 + 23 ⇒ (8) + 23 = 31 P/B damage.

Zilchus swings angrily at the red ghul, channeling a LOT of anger.

Stats of Zilch:

[ dice]1d20+20+2+2[/dice] to hit; (+hero, +holy)
[ dice]1d10+23+2d6[/dice] adamantine slashing damage. (+holy)

[ dice]1d20+12+2+2[/dice] to hit; (+hero, +holy)
[ dice]1d10+23+2d6[/dice] adamantine slashing damage. (+holy)

HP: 114/114
AC: 34/30 + 3 (barkskin) = 37/33 (10 armor + 2 def + 3 dex + 1 dodge + 2 insight + 2 natural) + 4 shield/buckler

DF 0/10
Weap: 2/14 rounds used (swift, +3 bonus/flame/ghost/frost/holy)
Grunting/Summoning: 1/9 used (+6 str)
Quick Prayer: 0/10 used
PoP1: 0/1 used
Armor: 0/14 minutes used (swift,+3 more bonus)
Crocodilic Channel: 0/2 used/smite: 2/4 used (7d6)
Gr. Magic Weapon (+3); Magic Vestment (+3).
Falcon Crown: 0/3 used, immediate action sac spell

Smite: not used
Grit: not used
Panache: are you kidding me?
Ki: not use


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AC 20/15/15;F6,R10,W10;Appr11ww/Cft12/Arc22/Dung22/Eng11/Geo11/Hist14/Loc23/Na t20/Pln22/Rel22/Ling11/Spell22; Perc +15
Elf FeatherMage

Wren floats stunned by the success of Bronin's gambit, completely underestimating the man.

He must have as many friends as I do. At least as many, maybe.

Bronin Dohari wrote:
we've got maybe 10 minutes to find and kill the witches to dispel the magics, or else we'll have those thugs back and they'll be behind us.

Wren shakes out of her reverie of admiration for Bronin just to hear him say something surprisingly intelligent twice in a row, a truly stunning occurrence.

I may have underestimated him.

While others decide what to do, Wren floats to the south doors to look inside and Detect Magic.

1d20 + 14 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 14 + 2 = 27 Perception


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”Nidhi, would you say you love your work?” Zilchus asks with arms crossed. ”Does it fill you with ar-dor?” He laughs as he moves forward to open the unlocked and completely safe doors. His falchion is at the ready.


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Zilchus continues to stand ready, watchful, and snorking.

”Man...whomever did this was pretty door-ky,” he snorts, thinking himself hilarious, which he is not.

1d20 + 24 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 24 + 2 = 29 Perception


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”Dancing? Catting to the left? Catting to the right?” Cats seems confused by the questions about dancing. Cats takes a few moments to observe everything, trying to drink it all in before he gets overwhelmed.

”Where the cat are we, Catless?” Cats follows Fearless to the food...his questions falling away in the face of food. ”Oh...nibbles!” Cats stuffs his face while keeping an eye out to the ceiling, mindful of zapping webs.

He scans the area for dancers he recognizes, that cat, and dangers.

1d20 + 12 ⇒ (4) + 12 = 16 Perception

”Hey Catless, did you see a cat on the catloor?”


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Stats:
AC 20/15/15;F6,R10,W10;Appr11ww/Cft12/Arc22/Dung22/Eng11/Geo11/Hist14/Loc23/Na t20/Pln22/Rel22/Ling11/Spell22; Perc +15
Elf FeatherMage

"Bird salad? I *love* bird salad...a few almonds, dried fruit, chickpeas, more nuts, it's a great dinner," Wren mishears something that she feels the need to comment upon. "Reminds me of this kale salad I had in Roslar's Coffer...blahblahblah...full of kale...blahblahblah...met a big yokel who worked in stables...blahblahblah...offered to show me his totem, if you know...blahblahblah...'shakra bull' he shouted as he...blahblahblah...gussed me up good and plenty in the hay...blahblahblah...and that's why I didn't stay in town too long," Wren rambles, showing her yellow, old, cracked teeth to all. It is not a pretty smile, but is a happy memory for her.

She doesn't have a good solution to the charming so maybe we go around and come back a different route? Maybe check out the far building on the other side?


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Male Half Elf - sad man in the armor Wand CLW 24/24 (1843)
Stats:
AC 16; F4/R5/W9; Arcana+10,Hist+10,Local+9,Nat+9,Pln+10,Rel+10,Perc+12,Spell+10(+6 more magic ID)
GM Tyranius wrote:
Added photo of Mictena encounter and undead elk fight.

Yeah, I saw Mictena and was awed. It's good art and was a good scene.

Nice to get lucky while you're dead.


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M Halfling
Stats:
Perception +6; F8/R8/W8; Acro 8;Athl 8;Dip 6;Labor 5;Rel 6;Stealth 10;Thiev 3

Round 1

Action 1: Stride
Action 2: Stride
Action 3: Draw starknife

Raspar is out of position as the snappers emerge. I guess you can say he was sturtled by them. He double moves, trying to find an opening to help out. He ends up behind Cuth, looking for an entry.

Rasparations:

Melee or Ranged Strike:
[ dice=Starknife]1d20+7[/dice] to hit;
[ dice=P/S]1d4+3[/dice] damage

AC: 18 +2 with shield action.
Fort/Ref/Will: 7/7/7 + 2 vs. spells/reaction
HP: 28/28

Focus: 1/3
Hero Points: 1
Speed: 25'

Critical damage: [ dice]2d4+6+1d6[/dice]


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AC 20/15/15;F6,R10,W10;Appr11ww/Cft12/Arc22/Dung22/Eng11/Geo11/Hist14/Loc23/Na t20/Pln22/Rel22/Ling11/Spell22; Perc +15
Elf FeatherMage

1d20 + 14 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 14 + 2 = 36 Perception

Asia and Hetna, now there is some quality gossip! I can’t wait to meet the ladies. They are probably beautiful, just like me.

Wren follows along with W’Jack, keeping in the air and out of reach.

Just in case I neglected to mention: mage armor, overland flight, and extended heroism on Wren.


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"The Mariner" wrote:
The Mariner can't use medium armor without penalty - so pass. Far less effective moving only 20', he doesn't have Fast Movement. But the +3 bow is perfectly rated, he'll take that - guessing Cats has no need.

Deal. You take the bow, Cats will take the mithral breastplate armor. Btw, plz be careful about using the word ‘breastplate’ in regards to the armor. Like everything else in this AP with breasts, I’m afraid that I’ll turn my back from the armor and come back Brother will have mated with it.

Cats listens to Mariner scold the crew, not disagreeing in the least.


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AC 20/15/15;F6,R10,W10;Appr11ww/Cft12/Arc22/Dung22/Eng11/Geo11/Hist14/Loc23/Na t20/Pln22/Rel22/Ling11/Spell22; Perc +15
Elf FeatherMage

Wren smiles uneasily at Elena, noting the unusual fury from the woman. She keeps her tongue for a moment, lest the fury be directed towards her. She was no demon, but also no fool either.

She waits for others to heal, and she does another sweep of the stables with Detect Magic to see if she missed anything.

Heal up and thought the doors?


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Male Half Elf - sad man in the armor Wand CLW 24/24 (1843)
Stats:
AC 16; F4/R5/W9; Arcana+10,Hist+10,Local+9,Nat+9,Pln+10,Rel+10,Perc+12,Spell+10(+6 more magic ID)

Vanyan relaxes. His entire body was ready for combat, ready to *die* at the chance to fully live again if they had to sacrifice Aishe or Tess so they could get through, he was willing to take that...but there was to be no combat as Vinas' words rang true.

They influenced the heart of an eternal being...and that is no easy feat.

He glances at Vinas, then at the others to be sure others heard as he did.

He slumps, relaxing even more. He has few words other than those of gratitude.

"Mictena, thank you. I...I wish you and your garden well. I never wish to see it flourish again, but I hope it grows again to bring you joy," Vanyan offers a weak, but sincere smile. "And you, Reedy, you are welcome to come with us and travel with us as long as you see fit. I am unsure what we will find when we return to our home so our path is unclear, but, for your aid, I will guide you to the living lands. Such is my word."

With that, Vanyan begins again to walk to the land of the living.

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