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Chronicle looks good. Thanks for the game.

I don't think I've played Before the Dawn, but I have plenty of replays to cover it if I did. Just let me know when.

Any luck with the chronicles? I don't think I've seen mine yet.

Response sent.

Hooray for making saves.

Also, thank you Laurel for the song that is now stuck in my head.

We should wait and see who coughs the hardest.

There's still the matter of contacting the Fey. They might be able to help with the disease.

What's the plan? Smash it or pass it to someone who knows magic better?

So we smash the basin and this ends?

No day job

Poindexter jogs around to the unoccupied foe.

double move

I don't see enemies either, but all I have is draw and approach since we're more than 20 ft away.

Ready

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16

I see them, but all I have is a pair of large swords. No blasting for me.

Anyone still wounded? Vondrulla sounds likely to pick a fight.

Sure, pretty sure I'd have to use a replay on it, but I have plenty for 1st ed.

ha ha ha ha ha, sure why not

Intimidate, aid: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (12) - 2 = 10

Poindexter stabs his large sword into the ground and stares.

it's a miracle, +2 to the actually trained person who tries to convince him

Who is she? You keep saying she and her as though we should know her, but we just arrived today.

Then he answers to Poindexter
Dead corpse will fulfill their duties to Nature and feed it. More plants wil grow. Civilisation shall fall as the many are culled by the disease, giving way to the few. Cities will learn silence again, after the echoes of the last moans of the dying fade away. The promise has been made and shall be fulfilled.

Who are you to make such a promise? ...and what about the undead? My sire is out there somewhere. What will you do about the ones who can't be diseased?

Sense Motive, untrained: 1d20 ⇒ 2

If you mean fertilizer, it's good for plants, which, I suppose, zombies could be used for, depending on the zombie and the plant that is.

Someone doesn't like civilization and the expansion of for profit agriculture.

Don't know why it won't let me post in gameplay

Fortitude: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12

Aren't there supposed to be Fey around here somewhere?

We should leave, but burning it could make things worse if it puts the source of the zombies into the air.

Fortitude: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20

Not feeling particularly threatened the dhampir tries for a gentler blow

Attack, nonlethal, flank: 1d20 + 6 - 4 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 6 - 4 + 2 = 15
damage: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10

Poindexter follows Ling's lead and hurries across the field.

Disarm: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20

Trying to avoid hurting the man Poindexter simple tries to bat his gear away.

Poindexter pulls a sword as he joins Ling, but holds for a moment to see what comes out of the bag.

Run home and tell them to get rid of the flowers.

I intend my puns, even if my character doesn't.

I'm not convincing anyone of anything, but it would be polite to warn them of the grave effect of the flowers.

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14

Poindexter peers back and forth hoping to find any sign one path has seen more recent use.

I don't know, maybe that one?

Did we get all the flowers? Toss them in the cart and let's haul it back to the woods.

The dhampir is blunt, walking up to person after person asking, Will you give me your flower or would you rather turn into a zombie?

Seems like it's time to pick some flowers.

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11

Poindexter helps poke around the cart, but doesn't expect to find much.

Poindexter pulls his large sword and swings away.

Apologies, but their disease seems more advanced.

Attack, flank: 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 6 + 2 = 20
damage: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11

Keep an eye out for other work teams. If we can avoid them we may avoid complications in our attempt to meet the fey. We might have to wait until nightfall to make our approach.

Sounds like the Fey will come to us. Then we can make our request to meet with Syntira.

Poindexter pours over smudged tomes with bad spelling from far places to find clues.

Linguistics: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20

And finds some helpful leads.

While possessing no discernable magical talent himself the dhampir has become adept at figuring out how to trigger existing magics.

UMD: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27

With all the items gathered he has no trouble lining things up to produce an effect.

@GM, what sorts of resources does she have available? Poindexter would try to search tomes she has, but can't use (Linguistics +4) or help with any magical aids she might have (Use Magic Device +8)

give me 6 ish levels and I'll be able to spend a feat on making diplomacy run off my BAB, until then...

diplomacy, aid: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (10) - 2 = 8

Poindexter tries to help, but his unusual nature is to off putting.

Give me some landmarks to find that grove and that's enough for me to take you to Falcon's Hollow, but you'll have to stay a few feet away. I don't need anymore spores in my face.

We'll handle whatever comes up.

It does sound odd for a group of a few guys to have half a dozen die and still have some left over so I hope your boss wasn't looking for a fight. It's not sporting to issue a challenge and complain about losing.

Poindexter looks at the two he failed to assist, Keep it up and we'll meet in the middle, you'll be half dead when I'm half living.

Heal, aid 1: 1d20 ⇒ 15

Heal, aid 2: 1d20 ⇒ 8

Heal, aid 3: 1d20 ⇒ 8

Heal, aid 4: 1d20 ⇒ 18

Poindexter puts his sword away and moves to the back of the group, trying to avoid scaring the locals.

Poindexter holds a wand out to Navatsiyk, If you would be so kind?

1 charge from a wand of infernal healing should get me to full

Fortitude: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21
+2 vs disease

Poindexter loops around so he can come in for a thrust against the wolf savaging Nabla.

Attack, flank: 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 6 + 2 = 20
damage: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12