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Priddy the Bastard's page
 150 posts. Organized Play character for JLeeBly.
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Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
I would have never rolled that crit, so cheers!
Percival watches his foe recoil and crumple from his terrible blow.
His last few breaths should be pretty miserable. Better than he deserves.
Percival brandishes his weapon at the half-elf.
"Yours is next, mutt!
Percival will approach to whatever space is available, GM's discretion, and attack. Percival doesn't need flanking because he has Gang Up. If he can't get adjacent, he'll drop the flail and shield and grab the reach weapon (ranseur) instead. Should be able to move AND strike.
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
I LEAVE FOR TWO DAYS...
Checks the actual gameplay thread...
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
My connectivity is going to be limited the next few days (will be out of town). GM, please feel free to bot me.
Priddy prefers ganging up on targets. If they seem a bit too nimble, he attempts to blind them with dirty trick so he and his allies have a better shot of hitting them. If they hit really hard (with a weapon), disarm.
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
Percival hustles up the stairs, flail and shield in hand, and selects his target Blue.
Likely he'll move before me... please adjust my token to intercept if that's the case; I should have the movement in spite of the difficult terrain, but in any case, it's a double-move and leaves me without an attack.
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
Percival slogs uphill, keeping pace with Saphera.
"I'm watchin' your back. Nice and steady."
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
Damn mirrors. Let's hope Zon Kuthon didn't have anything to do with this one.
Percival steps through, much to his chagrin.
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
"Perhaps the key has somethin' to do with it? Room's not very private with the door open, or with it unlocked for that matter. Just grabbin' at straws here, not sure how half this magic stuff works. Not my thing."
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
Why does everything in the Society have to be complicated.
"I wonder, at what point, someone decided magical extra-dimensional spaces were more practical then, say, a second level."
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
I'll allow Saphera to expend three charges of my wand to get me back to full, along with that channel.
Aram looks terrible...
"He's seen better days. I imagine they'll have him back up and running shortly. Can't see Pharasma wanting to hold on to him too long."
That may have been a bit insensitive...
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
If the aid token has a heal function, this might be the time to burn it.
Still up?
Percival grabs another handful of sand and redusts the creature's eyes.
Dirty Trick, Blind: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (14) + 11 = 25
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
Percival stands motionless before the behemoth.
I... will... fight... this...
As the effects wear off, Percival again attempts to best the creature's paralyzing gaze.
Will Save: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 1 = 21
"Time for some medicine, you damn thing!"
Reaching into a pocket, Percival grabs a handful of sand and throws it directly into the beast's eyes.
Dirty Trick to blind: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (14) + 11 = 25
"Take him out while you can!"
Percival shifts toward the south, turning his attention to the bird-like creature blue.
"Got somethin' for you, too!
Improved Feint: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (13) + 10 = 23
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
What's with those eyes...
Will Save: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
The effects begin to take hold, but Percival quickly meditates.
No... not now... please...
Will Save Reroll: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9
Percival is using his "Second Chance" trait to reroll a failed save.
If the gaze does not affect his ability to attack, he still will.
MW Ranseur: 1d20 + 9 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 9 + 2 = 31
Damage: 2d4 + 6 ⇒ (1, 2) + 6 = 9
MW Ranseur CONFIRMATION: 1d20 + 9 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 9 + 2 = 21
Damage CRIT DAMAGE: 4d4 + 12 ⇒ (1, 1, 4, 4) + 12 = 22
I swear if this attack doesn't go through... :P
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
For ease, I'll mark four charges of my CLW that Saphera offered to use on me... if you'll allow Take-5, that's full health for me.
Big one, eh? Time for different tactics...
Percival draws his ranseur and engages the large creature...
MW Ranseur, Reach: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 10
Damage: 2d4 + 6 ⇒ (2, 1) + 6 = 9
Well, not with THAT roll.
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
Percival takes a moment to breath and assess his wounds.
Little too close.
Percival addresses the group. "They drop anything that'd help with this?", pointing at the wicked wound on his side.
Shortly after, the announcement from Farabellus gets everyone's attention.
Tapestry... Sky Key... they're not wasting any time, are they?
"That Sky Key is small... it'd be easier to haul that out than the tapestry. That's my vote."
If no healing items are available, I will request someone use my wand to heal me up... give me permission and I can make the rolls.
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
Percival winces from the blow.
Son-b**** hits hard!
Wanting to retaliate, but vision obstructed by the rolling lighting cloud, Percival shifts south targeting red, attempting to feint...
Feint: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (1) + 10 = 11
...and following it up with a flail strike...
+1 Silver Flail: 1d20 + 9 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 9 + 2 = 30 (+2 from Gang Up)
Damage: 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8
As an immediate action, I will grant Able a +2 Shield bonus to AC if he takes an attack this round.
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
Percival takes a quick step to the northern creature blue and attempts to catch him off-guard...
Feint: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (16) + 10 = 26
...then swings with authority.
+1 Silver Flail Attack: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15 Hopefully against a flat-footed foe.
Damage: 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12
Priddy will use an immediate action to grant Able a +2 to AC if he gets attacked using Saving Shield.
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
Percival swings his flail into the nearest foe (blue), taking advantage of the assistance nearby.
Priddy Flail: 1d20 + 9 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 9 + 2 = 301d8 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7
+2 to attack is from Gang Up
If Saphera or Able take an attack this round, I will use an immediate action to activate Saving Shield, giving them a +2 to AC.
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
I've got the BAB. I'll be able to do more than ready the flail and shield. If possible, move to nearest enemy, double if necessary, and attack.
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
Percival readies his flail and shield.
Never seen those before...
"Shall we?"
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
Percival uncorks the vial and raises it in Saphera's direction.
"To good health."
Cure Mod: 2d8 + 3 ⇒ (3, 6) + 3 = 12
Much better.
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
"Sorry, I don't drink what I can't trust."
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
"Safe to say 'building secure'? Let's lock up and head to the next."
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
Percival stows the shield and flail, at least for a moment.
Another notch in the belt.
Percival grabs the captive by the hair and pulls hard to get him to his feet.
"Sorry 'bout that. Kinda hard to bend over and do it right when ya been sliced open. So, let's play a game. You tell us how many people came in here with you, and if you get it right, mister Wu and I take you to the mausoleum. You get it wrong, mister Wu takes a five-minute break. We clear?"
Priddy will offer his CLW wand to anyone willing to use it on him. He's down 16.
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
Percival absorbs the blow, and is none too pleased by the presence of a second assailant.
This won't do.
Percival reaches into a front pocket, obscured by the shield, and grabs a handful of sand. Winding his flail, he aims for the new target (is he sporting a greatsword?) and pulls the blow at the last moment...
Feint Manuever: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (5) + 10 = 15
Feint: DC = 10 + Opponent's BAB + Opponent's WIS
...and attempts to wrap his flail around the assailant's weapon in their confusion...
Disarm Maneuver: 1d20 + 11 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 11 + 2 = 30
(Opponent denied DEX bonus if feint successful)
"Grab it. See what happens."
Retrieving that weapon will provoke AoO from Able and I.
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
Percival makes his approach toward the archer, winding up his flail...
Bow's not gonna do you much good in a second... wonder what other tricks you have?
+1 Silver Flail: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (9) + 9 = 181d8 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9
Moving 30' to the west adjacent to one of the archers and attacking.
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
And the vultures show themselves...
Percival moves down the hall in the direction of the screams, rounding the corner to find a man with a bow. Percival brandishes his flail and shield.
Percival double-moves 60' to get to his current location, 35' from the assailant.
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
Percival looks for signs of a struggle or looting...
Priddy Perception: 1d20 ⇒ 11
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
Percival, not one for perception or book-learning, follows close behind.
Perception: 1d20 ⇒ 11
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
Percival taps Saphera and Kuaizi's shoulders and hand-signals.
Stay silent. Move silent. Eyes open. Ears open.
Less concerned about a trap in here and more an ambush. Better scenario, catch them off guard. Best scenario, nothing in here at all.
Percival flags everyone behind him and signals the same.
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
Percival paces impatiently.
Could we stop coddling these grown men, and Pathfinders to boot, and work on the more pressing issue...
"If anyone's in the mausoleum, they've likely close to what they're looking for by this point. Time to form up."
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
Tight quarters...
Percival stows the ranseur in favor of a silver flail and shield.
"Let's clean it out."
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
Percival follows quickly behind the group, tactically staying close to the center.
Regarding Able's question, Percival replies between breaths during their hustle: "Best guess is... if they're familiar with the Society... they're trying to distract us... they know we're too strong... there's too many of us to face head-on. Might be something abroad... hell of a way to keep us busy. If they aren't familiar with the Society... they made a big mistake... practically a declaration of war."
This whole ordeal reminds me of the Worldwound...
Priddy prefers to backup frontline fighters, but can switch out if he needs to be up-front. With so many martials, he's opting for the ranseur for now.
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
Desna's damned wings...
Percival assesses the situation and decides on his ranseur.
This'll do for now.
Percival looks around, seeing a few of the familiar faces from earlier proceedings nearby.
"Able! Saphera!..." What were their damn names... "Round up the others and form on me... hate to sound bossy, but someone's on our turf trying to fight dirty, and that's kinda my specialty."
Who is this... what do they want... Robbery? Awfully bold with everyone here... wonder what the scale of this thing is...
The suddenness of the alarming mobilization of the Pathfinders exhilarates Percival to action.
"I suggest we start local... try to get the innocents off the campus so we can minimize collateral damage. I'll defer to someone's better judgement once we get organized, but we need to get while the gettin's good!"
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
"Good thing I can tell a lie with a straight face.", Percival says with a sly grin, giving Able a good-natured slap on the shoulder.
This one's cheeky and confident, I'll give him that. Also, friendly... goes such a long way.
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
Saphera's a wise one... does seem like every time we have one of these little 'reunions' something happens.
"Nigella, you've been a big help thus far... can you point me toward the storytellin'? Certainly sounds entertaining."
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
Percival speaks low to Saphera: "Sister, you aren't lying."
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
Storytelling... never considered myself the "entertaining" type. Likely a bunch of braggadocio... but...
Percival responds to Nigella's recommendation: "I figure we all have a story or two if we've been in the Society longer than a minute. Might have somethin' I can contribute, if pressed. Whether anyone'd be interested is a different story." he adds with a short laugh.
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
Contests... these kids all feel like they have something to prove. Where was Kurgess in Varno...
"Not too terribly interested in competin', truth be told. Had more than my fill for one lifetime. But I also have nothin' better to do, and I'd hate to think I wasted my one drink limit so early in th' afternoon."
Percival regards his companions a moment. Saphera and Kuaizi, while familiar faces at the Temple of Sarenrae where Ollystra Zadrian operates from, remain relative strangers. Saphera's almost supernatural beauty and wizened actions are unnerving, and the birdmen have always been a bit of an enigma -- one Percival is happy to preserve. The sylph, one of many relatively new additions to the Society, were another group Percival remained blissfully ignorant of.
Humans... 64% of Absalom, 5% of the Society...
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
Percival Schuft's scars and bruises portray a man that has lived a hard thirty years. Wearing the moniker "Bastard" with pride, "Priddy" has an ill-reputation of fighting dirty that precedes him most places.
So excited to be here? Apparently she didn't know bars serve alcohol, too...
"Name's Priddy. Don't bother with the jokes, I've heard 'em all and, well, punchline takes on a whole new meaning. Anyway, that may have been a bit rude. Been working on that. So..." Percival trails off.
So... hmm...
"So... what's going on? Anything interesting?"
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
Percival regards the introductions.
So birdman can throw claws and Saphera's got a bit more fire in her than she's letting on. Hassari... I imagine we'll figure that out later.
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
One o' them birdmen... no... give him a chance, he ain't done you wrong...
"Saphera, Kuaizi, you can call me whatever the spirit moves you to call me -- that's how everybody else tends to handle it."
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
Percival Schuft's scars and bruises portray a man that has lived a hard thirty years.
Percival finds himself a seat, loosens up his neck, and slumps to a more relaxed position. Percival carries himself (and his armaments) quite well, though many of his tools appear to be designed for utility rather than brute force.
"Name's Percival. No-one that knows me calls me that. Been called a lot of things, but bastard seems to fit best. 'Priddy' is a... childhood name. I can appreciate the irony. They laughed, I laughed, they caught a punch to th' mouth, I laughed harder. Life's been hard, but you know what? Sure as hell beats the alternative."
Percival regards the inquisitor for a moment.
"Zadrian send you, too?"
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
Percival disarms the sleeping foes and proceeds to tie them together, back to back, while they sleep.
"As much as I'd like to administer the divine retribution they deserve, I imagine Kasei will take offense. Let the guard sort 'em out."
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
Furios, your nearest when Kasei moves will be under the effects of the sleep spell.
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
Harlynne was casting another full-round summon if I read correctly.
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
Kala should have a sleep spell fire off; that might affect her actions.
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
Percival groans as he is smacked with the ball of force, only to be refreshed by holy energies.
Let's start small.
Percival winds his flail up, twisting his arm on the downswing toward the halfling harassing Kasei.
Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19
Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11 Coldiron, Bludgeoning
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
"Your funeral, little man.
Percival draws his coldiron flail.
Male Human Fighter 4 (hp: 36/36 | AC: 20 | T: 12 | FF: 18 | CMD: 20* | Fort: +5 | Ref: +3 | Will: +1 | Init: +2 | Perception: +0)
You sure are, brother. :P
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