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Downloaded. Thanks Tyranius! Some of the personality worked out, but I don't think I'll be able to get all the mechanics I want in one character... Hmm.
"There's only like five other people shouting their ideas inside my head," he mutters and then tries to cover that he spoke the quiet part out loud. "What? Yes! Thank you for the compliment!"
"My first thought was something related to music with the mention of a weightless scale," Pavo says, conferring with the others. "However, it might be a map: there is a legend, a scale, a compass rose, and the seas have no fish--sometimes but definitely not the sort you eat--and they are shrunken versions of what they represent."
"I assure you that I and all the voices in my head would be more than happy--oh, well, most of the voices in my head--to have a pleasant conversation with you, though the desert heat is a bit much."
Once the battlefield is cleared of impish sand devils, Pavo gathers the others around. "If you would allow me, I can apply a magical balm to our injuries."
----- "Ah..." Pavo stares agape at the sphinx and his meal. "What? No! No. We are not bandits. We actually came to recover something that the bandits who... you apparently ate... had stolen from a merchant gnome." He shakes off his fluster and puts on his best grin. "However, I would not give up your dream of studying at the Magaambya. I hear it is a lovely place that encourages individuality and diversity. Maybe you want to gift us with your riddle? I'm not certain we're sharp enough to answer it, but I'm sure we'd be more than happy to listen to it and have no intention of assaulting your person."
"Ow! Do you have salt in your nails?" Pavo laments. He extends his arm toward the creature, revealing the swirling spirits and competing voices around him. To everyone else, it looks like the wind rifles his clothes. "You think that's the best idea?" he asks someone who is clearly not standing beside him. He feints, trying to fool the creature. [b]"But what was the point if you're not going to let me hit it?" He seems to be concentrating through some distraction as he tries to smash the creature with his morningstar.
Ancestral Touch Save:
Critical Success The target is unaffected. Success The target takes half damage. Failure The target is frightened 1 and takes full damage. Critical Failure The target is frightened 2 and takes double damage.
Pavo moves in to engage with one of the dust devils, swinging his morningstar.
Pavo pulls down his hat and shields his eyes while he gets dusted with sand. "What a pain." He whips the stone in the sling at the nearest desert devil. He then drops his sling and pulls his shield onto his arm and lifts his morningstar from his belt.
"Oh. I see. It's going to be one of those battles," Pavo says and backs away to draw his sling and load it.
"As long as you're paying, I'm happy to go marching around the desert," Pavo says, hitching his pack's straps onto his shoulders.
"Sure, if they're amenable to chatting!" Pavo says with a chuckle. "I'll just convince them that they don't want the thing that they went through the trouble of stealing in the first place. I don't suppose you're considering threats of bodily harm as a peaceful means to an end?"
"Oh, look! A job!" Pavo leans in examine the notice board. "Are you Tidbit, by any chance?" He asks of the blue-haired gnome.
"I wasn't cheating! I was losing fair and square," Pavo explains as he accepts the offered card and places it back in his deck. He mutters, "I've been losing since I won that cursed coin." He looks back up and smiles, "I could use a change in luck and a paying job."
"Alright, alright, alright!" Pavo protests as he stumbles backwards out of the drinking hole while stuffing loose playing cards into his pocket. The tan-skinned man claps a hat atop his black, medium cropped hair. He squints his purple eyes under his sharp, black brows. "They could have at least let me try to win back my money," he grumbles aloud as he collects his pack, shield, and a heavy morningstar from against the wall. His expression swiftly flows from disgruntled to delighted. "Oh, look, Pathfinders!" He makes a quick sign to indicate his affiliation and moves toward the other.
In the "olden days" (Season 1), when you put points into Pathfinder Schools, if you put 3 points into a school, you got 2 items. They removed the points (most people were putting 3 in anyhow), and apparently revised their assessment of having 2 bonus items to limit it to one.
Do bounties get the same item loadout as a regular scenario (ie, two items from your School's list)? 1. No 2. Schools only give one item (or depending on your level, sometimes 2 healing potions or elixirs of life)
Player Name: Tim M/Blake's Tiger
* I'm trying to recreate an old home game's PF1 oracle character. I'm not sure how he'll shake out and am having trouble naming him, so I'm using an old Alias to post. EDIT: Note to my fellow players: He can heal in a pinch, but he's not a healer.
I am familiar with the concept.
"Well, I may need to reconsider my stance on paying Jowuan, as I may have just poisoned myself," Pavo says, handing the figurine off to Thalasou. He takes a moment to try to wash the grime off of his hands with soap and a sponge before looking back into the case. "May as well pay him with this." Actions: Various move actions.
Pavo moves over to the case holding the raven and looks to see how it opens and then goes about trying to free it. Actions:
I appear to have been unclear in my intent, and we have headed down a tangent. All I wanted was for Pavo to know what things were in the "dozens of objects" so I would know if there was anything he wanted to take (regardless of its objective value). Since he was visually inspecting the things, I rolled a preemptive Perception to speed things along in case it was needed--rather than "I look at the things," next day "Roll Perception," next day I roll). If the scenario does not define them, fine. A note in discussion would have sufficed.
I would expect that things made of gold, silver, fine craftsmanship, gemstones and such would speak for themselves if not to their specific value without requiring a DC20 Appraise check to know if they might possess value vs. a stick broom.
"Let me know if there's anything special," Pavo says as he wanders the shelves in no particular order searching for anything of value or interest. Actions: Move: Move dancing lights Standard: Search
"A private museum," he says. "Likely of a powerful wizard."
"Well, this is certainly eclectic. Delena, if you wouldn't mind scanning for magical auras?" he comments as Tiber reveals more of the museum. He follows his lights into the room to begin the tedious process of searching for traps in the room. Actions:
P.S. Tiber and I, at least, are taking the teamwork feat "Shake It Off?"
I'm not sure what your desired effect is that is different than a Fog of War overlay. The map size is helpful. Could use some numbering/labeling on the doors, especially with so many now.
"...don't ask questions you don't want the answers to," Pavo mutters upon seeing the hall full of doors. "I think it is time to clear the rooms behind us before we head into that maze."
"I'm beginning to suspect you were raised in Cheliax," Pavo comments.
Pavo moves the lanterns to the huntsman's shoulder. "This would be so much more fun if it was a living nobleman's manner and we were not worried about ghosts leaping out of the walls to tear out our throats," he comments. "And, of course, we would know how to get back to the street if we had to flee."
Pavo follows Tiber into the room, bringing the lights with them. He arches his eyebrow as he looks at the strange configuration of the banners racks and ink marks on the banners on the floor. "Delena? Did you ever figure out what the purpose of all these circles is?" he asks through the doorway. He jumps when Tiber touches his shoulder, his blade reflexively moving toward a defensive position before he relaxes. "Hmm? He is obviously hiding something. I'm just not sure what. What butler walks around with a dueling blade? In the Senate Building? I am reasonably certain he's feigning his fear," the bard answers quietly, looking over his shoulder to see if the halfling might have snuck up behind him. Actions: Move: Move dancing lights Move: Move 25 ft Full Round (next round): Search
Pavo moves the glowing lanterns so that they hover over Tiber's head. "Sure," he says, following the lights. "But if the path leads further away, I would recommend clearing the rooms behind us. Just in case something dark starts trailing after us." He glances at Imistos.
"Well, let me see what else might be in the room," Pavo says, moving cautiously into the room. He looks over his shoulder and glances at the halfling butler, "Tiber, watch my back?" Actions:
”Those are not necessarily mutually exclusive,” Pavo quips.
"Well, that is macabre," he comments as he moves the lanterns into the revealed room. "Delena, what magics do you sense?"
Pavo sighs. Once the other nobbles have been gathered into the museum, he addresses them. "Stay here for now," he says, "Once we know it's safe, we'll come back for you. Unless you want to lend a blade, then the more the safer as we search for a way out." He moves between the glass cases to the door and then summons his floating lanterns closer.
"To be fair, I didn't leave her with the sheath," Pavo comments as Tiber heads out to retrieve the nobles. He gives Malphene a tired look, "And you very well know that I am Lord Kastner. But I didn't tell you to go get the other people."
"Can we please forgo the political posturing until we're somewhere where it might actually matter?" Pavo says, his voice strained with weariness. "When did you get here, Malphene? I said to go get the other nobles. No matter. "Historians can debate who was on the right or wrong side of the chaos that went down in the senate building, but I've nearly lost my life two times already in as many days. Thus far the demons and constructs that have tried to kill me have shown little interest in politics. If we do not cooperate to get out of this necropolis, we are going to be less of a footnote in this event than that dead nobleman in the hallway. "So, can we cooperate long enough to survive this tomb?"
Actions:
Pavo glances at the halfling out of the corner of his eyes. "I think we can wait until we've made it back to the land of the living before worrying about polish," he says.
Good luck (both of you)!
Since I misunderstood that the weapons were mundane, I'll change my request to a composite shortbow (+2 strength rating). While I hate to waste the value of the picks, if Delena is still giving away her pick, I could take a quiver of arrows.
Pavo relinquishes Dignity's Barb with only the slightest of perceptible reluctance. "Likely is the best option," he agrees. "Tiber. I assume these are best served in your hands for the time being," he says, indicating the magical shield and axe. Looking over the liberated weapons in the case, he frowns and says, "I suppose I will take this. Now, if I can find some arrows." He reaches for a bow on display.
"I suppose that depends on how good of a shot you are," Pavo answers Thalasou with a lopsided grin.
"Well, if no one else wants it," Pavo says, taking out the fine looking crossbow. "Maybe it's the lost Dignity's Barb that academician was rattling on about."
plus 1 magic weapon each.mundane I see now.
So there's the hand axe, the shield, the crossbow, and 4 potions, all of which need to be identified, plus 1 magic weapon each. I assume the a la carte weapons are all +1 enhancements (and so a magic crossbow with magic bolts would be redundant).
"Thank you, Thalasou," he says as the man restores his body whole. "I apprec--" He looks over as Delena heads out of the room and to the east. "Why does everyone forget about the other nobles? Someone should go get them. Now that the suits of armor have stopped trying to kill us, it seems safe enough." Pavo whistles a little tune and recalls his dancing lanterns to illuminate his half of the room once more and then returns to his work of liberating the ancient armaments. Actions: Cast dancing lights Take 10 on the locks as needed to collect the magical loot
Pavo pushes himself off of the floor with a groan after Tiber sends the glass of the case shattering across the floor. He picks up his tools and goes back to work on the lock with a ragged sigh. "I'm going to have to go pay that Abadaran to get myself back in fighting shape, aren't I?" he asks no one in particular as he begins to work on the lock of the next case. Actions:
"...bother you," Pavo answers weakly as his senses gradually come back. "I suppose you want me to finish opening those cases?" He looks around from his position on the floor, not in a hurry to stand.
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