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"Attack!"
Ranged: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13Dmg: 1d6 ⇒ 3

Drawing her shortbow, the ninja fires at the first rider.

** spoiler omitted **

Perc: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11

The redhead offers an awkward bow in return.

Can I stabilize being below my total health?

Pillango: that is a hit

Thank you, edited

Save?: 1d20 ⇒ 14

and there was much rejoicing...

Katana: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 1 = 12
Dmg: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

if one could move to flee!

Please save...: 1d20 ⇒ 4

now I need that hug

Ha!
Precisely.

Will: 1d20 ⇒ 3

I have no words to express my disappointment

Will: 1d20 ⇒ 11

dice gods are mad at me

Will: 1d20 ⇒ 6 Pill remains still.

poop

Avert roll for previous move: %: 1d100 ⇒ 84

Thank you GMG...wisely taking your suggestion, I was attempting to roll away possibly preventing an AoO while rising and moving.

standing, averting gaze, moving 5' away from encounter

It's the red hair, makes creatures angry. Thanks again Heveel.

Crumpled but healing, Pil rolls from her crumpled position out of harms way drawing her katana with vicious intent.
Acrobatics: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (7) + 9 = 16

I'm feeling lots of love from the NPC's

A sigh escapes the redhead as she is trampled to the ground.

Stablize: 1d20 - 4 ⇒ (19) - 4 = 15

Taking the cigarette and deftly sliding it in to an interior pocket,
"Thank you again, this will be a fine reward after these trying days of near death, spills and thrills."

Surveying the room, east/south doors and rubble for anything hidden...
Perc: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22

without looking at Heveel, "Yes"

Always go left.

Standing, the red headed girl blushes in shame and bows to Heveel, "Thank you"

moving closer Pil draws her bow,

ranged atk: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14dmg: 1d6 ⇒ 6

fort: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 1 = 13
fort: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Stealth: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17
Perc: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20

Her teeth chattering together, Pil begins her search with katana drawn.

Fort: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 1 = 14
Fort: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 1 = 14

Feeling the beginnings of altitude sickness Pil begins chewing on cocoa leaves 'borrowed' from Lady Amara Li's garden. Not really but it makes for good RP?

1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19
Watching her new companion fall back down the slope Pil fails at holding back a giggle.

Apologies Timmon yet your tumble brings back memories of my childhood and I cannot help releasing a small bit of mirth.

As Pil reflects back on her troubled childhood she ties a treasured 50' silk rope around her waist, grins and clambers up the slope trailing silk for all to climb.

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57926-14
Dark Archive
Pillango
No day job

nice rolls Hadid

Pil takes a look at herself wondering what happened then shrugs the lingering effects off.
"Happy to climb, maybe this time I won't fall but lets check this out a bit more, I'll head down to investigate"

Climb down: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15

Hearing her companions calling her name, seeing them inch forward in readiness Pil attacks once again,

reluctant to initiate AoO again

Atk: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 1 = 15dmg: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

And on the opposite side, I've begun commenting politely that I haven't received my year end reports yet...

Upon her turn

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (10) + 9 = 19
Katana: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 1 = 20confirm: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
dmg: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Rolling past the creature with much embarrassment, Pil slices with her katana.

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17

Sniffing the air, Pil begins to survey the area looking for any signs of inhabitants or recent intruders.

Grinning she attempts to stand gracefully.

"Next time put the lotion where it could be more 'effective' Hadid." Pil winks at the Heretic before turning to Heveel, "Thank you but I only smoke when I drink mead". While she is speaking to the druid, Pil draws her bow taking aim upward...

Climb: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6

Pil is shocked by the loose root and...DM discression...

climb: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12

Pil continues to climb undeterred by the creatures tongue slurping past her.

Just so I am making the right action, Pil is still climbing.
Climb: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25
If not, please use the above roll as an attack except +1
Crit confirm: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 1 = 17
Dmg: 2d8 + 2 ⇒ (8, 5) + 2 = 15

Timmon, Pillango moves next to you to assist.

Grinning, Pil winks at the monk.
Need some help?

'hmph'
sighs the redhead...
'I'll take the lead.'

Pill tightens her leathers then heads up hill towards the monastery.

Apologies for my tardiness, holiday season insanity

Spinning in to action Pill swiftly draws her recently sharpened blade
Katana: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
dmg: 1d8 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 + 1 = 8

and deftly misses.......

"Persistence and intelligence don't always go hand in hand do they?"

Pill smiles and stands then sighing she slumps her shoulders in acquiescence,
"In short, Venture Captain Amara Li doesn't like people strolling through her garden at night. Let's just leave it at that shall we."

disguise: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25
In perfect mocking of his wry comment Pill addresses the evoker,
"Gainful work often aligns itself with Pathfinders does it not"

Winking, Pill offers her best 'genuine' smile.

Thank you Hadid. I will enter myself as the lead.

Good day to you all, I have received a last minute invite from the Illustrious GMG, for which I am eternally grateful.

Perc: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12
Init: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20
Dip: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

Without a word or trace of humility a cloaked and snow covered young woman casually strolls up to your warm fire. Removing her hood reveals a scarred, calculating face framed by roughly shorn red hair, "Good morning."

Taking each of you in with a quick yet discerning eye she sits next to the fire apparently at ease within your company. Her tightly bound leather armor makes not a sound as she reaches around to lovingly draw her katana. Carefully placing the blade's tip upon her boot she twirls it, "My name is Pillango and I have been following you since the last village. I have deduced you are a very competent group and I'd like to offer you my services."

Not caring how this man died, Pillango searches the body for clues towards his identity...and subtly for any goodies.
Of course if said goodies are of 'significant' consequence they would be shared...
Perc: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20
Slight of Hand: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20

Thank you for posting for me. I apologize for the inconvenience.
Pillango begins a stealthily cursory search of the immediate area, traps, goodies, etc...
Perc: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24
Stealth: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13

Back!

Well...kinda:
1) Gen Con on Thursday = 08/14 - 08/17 limited posting.
2) Took a new job which is much more demanding. Posting will be less than previous efforts, last week excluded of course.
3) If you need to boot me I completely understand.

Stealth: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22
Silently a red haired, tightly clothed waif appears next to you. Demure and shy she says nothing yet keeps looking around in anticipation.

This is Jellyroll.

With the Paladin and Barbarian in I'll play Pillango, Ninja skill monkey.
Any healers out there?

Also, I will have limited access to internet 08/01 - 08/09. I'll post as often as I can, feel free to bot if necessary.