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Bows deep!

Thank YOU )))

I'll never see goo in the same light... nor apple trees for that matter (and I have a cool gnarly one in my yard)

Prince is now level 3.
With 7 xp.
Meaning that at 1/2 xp he could do the 2nd part and still be level 3.
And then he could do the 3rd at level 3...
They are all tier 1-3, correct?

(I do not mind putting him on hold for this)

Now: 7 xp (lvl 3 +1/3)
After 2nd part in slow: 8xp1/2 (lvl 3 + 5/6)
Then 3rd part...

Note: I'd scheduled to play him on Dec' 14 (tabletop) so I'd prefer to know before, but I can find another PC to play

Prince scratches his rubbery head with a finger: How to make Zahkar laugh?
"s Pharasma in a downward spiral?"
Princess rolls her eyes.

1. How did my character introduce themselves? Are they the same character now?
Always the humble grippli, Prince now introduces himself as "Prince, an esteemed Cleric of Pharasma, and Grand Savior of Saringallow!"

2. What relationships did my character form in this adventure? How will they end? (Or will they continue??)
When Prince becomes King, he will name Lord Braggett Fizzlebotham IV Peer of the Realm.

3. What did my character learn about themselves or the world?
That some crazy fools throw fine food away, and prefer to go hungry.

4. What does my character do between adventures?
Look at himself in puddles...

5. Will the bromance of Castiel and Braggett continue?
No! For Braggett has more important duties to carry out for Prince.

6. What do the apple trees have to say about all this?
Apple trees cannot talk.

7. Will the Princess ever forgive the poor beleaguered Prince?
NEVER!!!

8. What changes await the lost children you rescued?
That the Pathfinder Society is the best place to fulfil their desires for adventure... though little Gellion's going straight for the Aspis Consortium.

Prince hops of into the sunset, gnawing on a giant fly leg.
Princess follows along: "Idiot..."

Looking at Princess, Prince points to Oak Sprout: "Be more like that old twig! Your name is on this sheet too! So stop pouting".
Then Prince hears someone talking about puddle-jumpers, so he turns towards them, very interested in puddles and jumping!

Thanks!
Colorful characters ("Yes, I am a green. No need to rub it in. Not my choice" says Princess) and lots of fun!)
Chronicle Sheet all good (did not know it was a 3 xp module)
("Yes, all good with the Chronicle Sheets, cuz who didn't get one... again?!", sighs Princess)

"Bread? Phooey... I want those big flies!", thinks Prince.

Diplo' Aid Another: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (19) - 2 = 17

Prince thinks that the mayor's brain has been taken over by the goo, the obvious proof being that he does not want to have his citizens benefit from the fine fly proteins, but, in a rare diplomatic moment, Prince refrains from saying this.
"Oh wise Mayor! This goo is like the muck in a swamp. Be you a mighty elected official of great insight, or a poor little kid, anyone can get sucked in. Of course, smart and generously benevolent people like you, who know they will be re-elected by sparing poor dumb kids, can fight it more than that brat did. Show mercy, and all will vote for you! Give the poor kid a second chance..."

Prince has -2 Diplo' so cannot help beyond an 18, seeing Braggett's roll there is no point in my trying to help

Prince is dumbstruck: "What? “Ewwwww. No! Just no!”? Really?!", and so he turns around and goes to mope in a corner.

As Braggett looks around at his new friends, wondering if he has missed anything out, Prince steps forward: "You have giant flies here, a great source of protein".

"We need to tell the mayor to find out where the big flies come from, that would be a wonderful source of food".

What do you do next?
Eat the fly!

Prince moves over to the felled insect, and checks it out, to see that it is not infected with goo, and is edible. He will start nibbling a piece to test it...

Melee Touch: 1d20 ⇒ 7

Prince provokes an attack from the kid as he casts and flicks his tongue helplessly at the kid.

He motions Princess to move around to block the youngster's path of egress...

"Swamps are great!"

Prince casts a spell, and moves over to climb up onto the crates, and flick his tongue at the fly!

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Tongue: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (20) - 1 = 19
• Cast the spell (lvl 0 - Touch of Fatigue), hold the charge in the tongue
• Move action - Prince has a 20 ft. climb speed, so can he move 10 ft on the ground and then "up" a 5 ft crate (10 ft. if counted as double?) - or is that a double move because 2 different types of moving, unless you can "climb" on the floor?
• then Flick the tongue at the Fly as part of the casting (Melee touch, delivered by tongue). From top of crates + 10 ft. range
• if he has range, then Prince hits on a nat' 20: DC15 Fort' save or be Fatigued'

Prince jumps along, moving through the rooms, and towards the fight.

Prince is going crazy, waving at the fly like mad: "Me! ME! MEEE!"

Safe drive!

Prince's eyes pop out, and then, all of a sudden, his little three fingered hands feel his body: Not dead, no, not dead and in heaven.
He looks back at the enormous fly, and a tear of happiness rolls down his eye: Like a birthday cake!
He jumps up and down, waving his arms: "Over here, over here!"

Prince pokes his head in: "All done?"
"Yes, onward!"

Flick the tongue: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (4) - 1 = 3

Prince casts a cantrip, peeks around the corner, and, once again, instead of flicking his tongue at the centipede, he snatches a mosquito out of the air and eats it.

If Lord Braggett stops glowing from his God-given boons and moves away, Prince will toss the acid flask at the spiders, and then retrieve an alchemical fire from his pack.

Toss dah acid: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 111d6 ⇒ 1
Miss w. dah acid: 1d8 ⇒ 2 (1 sq. in direction 2)

Is this is a surprise round? (if so Prince did his 1 action) or an action where we have surprise init' to go first? (in which case I'll finish Prince's actions)

Prince pulls out the flask of acid--

Not I...

Prince cheers Castiel on!

The Grippli then checks out the open doors, to see if any trap has been set up.
Perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (5) + 11 = 16

Unless he spots something, he asked Princess to check it out.

Tongue: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (1) - 1 = 0

Prince flicks his tongue out to go for the Impish enemy, but, seeing a fly on the wall, he changes his mind and has a little snack.

Man's always talking, no wonder he angered someone!, Prince thinks as he sees Braggett being assaulted.
The Grippli come leaping up and around, leaving space for the more martially inclined to be able to come closer, and he casts a spell, dark energies appearing in his mouth as he flicks his tongue out at that little thing...
Melee Touch Attack: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (13) - 1 = 12 not counting probable Cover (at lvl 3 I take Weapon Finesse, well, Tongue FInesse, a +6 boost!)
If hit, DC 15 Fort check or be Fatigued for 2 rounds

"Whose squirrels? No idea, my good man, no idea, but not mine..."

Gnawing on one of the spider's forelegs, Prince waves good-bye to the lady of the house: "Be safe!".

"So, off to the warehouse?"

Prince mutters under his breath: "Come on, come on, heal this poor person..." as he empties the potion of Cure Light Wounds down the man's gullet.

"Methinks we need to block the poison, then remove it, and then give them long term rest and healing... but if you wish we can pour one of these in each of their's throats".
Prince shows the two Cure Light Wounds potions, and is ready to use one if Lord Braggett wishes to and uses the other on the couple.

"We better get mommy and daddy dearest some antitoxin and poison cures, or they will never be able to be out to get to paranoid teen anymore!"

Prince tries what he can to get them free so they can be transported, and will ask Princess to carry the woman.

'Off to the temple?"

Prince scurries over on his three-toed feet, and checks the webs.
Heal: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (12) + 9 = 21

"Feast!"
Prince grins, and hobbles forward, down the corridor, coming up behind Lord Braggett.
The Grippli spots the spider, and thinks: Not an insect, but yummy!
Prince concentrates, and Divine Magic coalesces around him-- and then he flicks his looooong pink tongue out, darting past Fizzle, to try and touch the spider.
Touch attack: 1d20 ⇒ 12

"I wonder why they want us to stay back? Probably want to hog all the insects for themselves? Selfish".
But Prince obeys and remains outside the hallway.

Untrained Survival: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 5 = 22

"Beware the goo..."

Prince finishes moving Princess back to her ectoplasmic state.
Fort: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21
Then, spotting the chewed and spat-out food floating around in the stinky water, a tear rolls down his eye: Reminds me of home, my good old swampy pond.

Prince spends the entire round concentrating, to change Princess' shape.

Seeing all these crazy traps setting off left and right, Prince sighs, and moves into the room.

Prince goes to the door, and peers in, careful not to get blood on himself.
"Lord Rashbrashbotham, I can follow you and heal you... and have Princess assist you in the fight - or have her scout ahead in her ghost shape, call the shots"

Prince grumbles: I" have no boots, neither yellow nor plain black, no one makes footwear for my webbed footsies..."

Hearing that the door is trapped, Prince casts Detect Magic and focuses on the door, to try and see if there is some magical trap on it.
He also opens his big eyes wide, and tries to look around and see if he can spot the trap and where it is located exactly.
Perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (14) + 11 = 25

As Princess conveys what she sees to Prince, the Grippli asks her to make sure the group can open the door and enter, and, if so, to wait for them just inside.

Prince looks at the group: "Princess does not see anyone inside the main room, though a fight took place and there are small bloody footprints. She is checking the door, but it seems we can go in without being engulfed by the dark goo".

Inside, Princess checks the door out...
Perception: 1d20 ⇒ 7

Prince checks to see if the dark ooze is coming out from the bottom of the shutters, or from the entire height of the shutters: how high does this evil bile go?

Then, Prince concentrates and mumbles and shakes, for a few seconds.
Princess sees this, and curses: "@#$%!".

Changing the form of the phantom’s manifestation from ectoplasmic to incorporeal as a full-round action

Princess shimmers and her own green gooey form becomes that of a transparent, slightly green, ghostly figure.

For those worried about Undead, Knowl' Religion shows Princess is not Undead, and Knowl' Planes that she is an Outsider (Incorporeal, Phantom now) if anyone wishes to roll or know

Prince points to the house: "Go slip through the shutters, above the line where the black goo is , check out it anything is moving inside, and move to the door, to see if we can enter safely".

None wield a wand of Cure Light Wounds as Prince does! People travel to the Mwangi Expanse to admire - but not learn, for none can learn to do it as well - Prince and his CLW wand wielding!

Yes, CLW is on Prince's list. He is a Spontaneous caster, and has CLW as one of his possible spells. He has a 10 charge wand (from some chronicle)

Prince waits outside, upset that Princess is now comparing him to demonic bile, he pouts, and he has big frog lips for doing so.

Prince is useless w. weapons, and Princess cannot wield them, so no Cold Iron for them

Prince slips behind the tall folk, feeling bad for the poor woman...

"No, sir, you cannot blame yourself. I do not believe these children were running away from anything, and your daughter, assuredly, not from the Divine gift. No, quite the contrary, I believe they were dashing towards something. Some peril they wished to thwart. Your daughter probably because she is good, and already a Priestess at heart!"

Where are the dead Pharasmans, though?, Prince wonders, trying to understand if they were revived before the trees got gooey, or if this is a threat for later.

Wondering why Sprout is talking about priest corpses, Prince looks around to see if there are any graves in the orchard.
Perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (6) + 11 = 17
"Off to the temple, then?"

Prince snaps at Princess: "I am not a frog, I am a Grippli, and I already was the Prince! You drowned trying to kiss me, after knocking me out when you hit me with your ball. And we'd both be happy if you just move on", turning to the others: "So, what must we destroy here. Why not just burn the orchard down, let it be reborn? Or at least these infected trees".