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perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

“Oh yes, you were almost able to be soft handed in your brigandry, how noble” she sends another acid splash at the caster. If he has fallen she will not attack.

acid splash: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7
damage: 1d3 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

will: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20

Prudence shrugs off the spell and returns a blast of magical energy.

acid splash: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19
damage: 1d3 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Prudence steps up and draw her hands into a magical gesture.

Prudence moves forward and readies to cast color spray if an enemy coems within range.

“Regrettably our mission is to return the scroll so we don’t
Have the discretion for such a deal.”

telekinetic fist: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18
damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Nothing to add.

int: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

"Well, it doesn't take an alchemist to realize that skyrockets might make green fire. But how do we deploy them eh?"

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Prudence rolls her eyes and mutters in elven. Ugh, Philosophers.

The 16 misses since I cast mage armor before the fight. My current AC is 17

Prudence rolls her eyes and sarcastically says "Ogre stomps around." before aiming a clumsy kick at the green monk, aiming for nonlethal.

Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4
damage: 1d4 + 0 ⇒ (2) + 0 = 2

If it hits, dc 10 reflex save or lose dex to AC for a round.

Prudence double moves to a better position.

Before combat Prudence will cast mage armor on herself using her arcane bond.

Prudence participates but is obviously woefully unsuited to this and mutters regularly in elven about primitivism.

Prudence reaches out and grabs the map, slowly and waiting to stop when someone reacts.

Prudence tries some fancy moves in a last ditche effort to gain some ground, despite having no idea what she is doing.

acrobatics: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10

I don't think I have another appropriate skill and I've tried perception twice so I guess I pass?

Unable to predict the movements the first time, she tries again.

perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

And fails pathetically, her spectacles falling of her nose at a key moment.

If it's an accurate copy, I would assume it would suffice. However, can we simply
assume accuracy?

Prudence will attempt to aid in any check but won't speak up until someone else does.

aid: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (17) - 1 = 16

Prudence takes a slight step back hoping to subconsciously encourage the more able members to take care of the problem instead of her risking a face full of fire.

Prudence will cast color spray angling to hit only the bear.

will save DC 15

Prudence will double mice to be one step behind chewy.

Prudence appears to be transcribing quick notes into a more formal journal.

Player Name/Alias: Primevalivy
Character Name: Prudence Silvermoon
Character Level: 1
PFS # / Character #: 190960-18
Faction: Dark Archive
Perception Modifier: +4
Initiative Modifier: +3
Favorite Color: Teal
Day Job Roll (if any) N/A

Prudence double moves to try for a better shot next round.

Prudence will move closer and take a shot at the new enemy with her last telekinetic fist.

telekinetic fist: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (19) + 0 = 19

damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Prudence will 5 foot step away and total defense.

No day job
Dark Archive
190960-18
Prudence Silvermoon

Prudence moves 30 feet toward the yellow foe and slams her staff on the ground, launching a color spray at him.

Prudence moves and used the arcane bond from her staff to get another
Color spray.

Prudence readies an action to shoot a telekenetic fist at any unobstructed target that comes within 30 feet.

Prudence will move up during the surprise round.

Prudence will 5 foot step away and shoot a blast at the blue skeleton.

telekinetic fist: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14
damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
miss chance: 1d100 + 0 ⇒ (76) + 0 = 76

Prudence walks to the keyboard and blasts the closest skeleton.

telekinetic fist: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5
damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Prudence double moves into the chapel.

"I'd suggest that the more immediate problem is the cathedral since that's their signal to advance. The master abort becomes a non time sensative matter if we stop them there."

Prudence steps to the emotion box and puts on her best angry professor face. "Listen here you pathetic waste of metal. You will open. Or I will make it my business to disassemble you molecule by molecule. I will annialate you so utterly that it will give the grandchildren of whatever useless artisan who flunked out of his apprenticeship by making you a wracking case of hemmoroids. Now Open Up!"

will save: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15

Prudence cocks her head to the side and walks up to the riddle chest.

"Is it a dove? Or I suppose D O V E?" She speaks the last somewhat slowly, enunciating each letter and pausing between to make it clear.

Prudence will detect magic on each of the chests in turn.

Prudence remains quiet, letting those who may have the appropriate skills leas the way.

Prudence moves forward and shoots a blast at the white skeleton, hoping to shake gene free.

telekinetic fist into melee vs. touch: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (14) + 0 = 14
damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Prudence gives a quick gesture and sends a blast of energy at the red skeleton.

telekinetic fist: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18
damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Prudence holds her hand in a strange shape, preparing to unleash a spell. She moves inside the first set of doors and looks around, waiting for the others to follow.

Prudence grabs on to the nearest prisoner (cyan) and attempts to help those hauling them in.

aid strength: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (5) + 0 = 5

Prudence moves over the unconscious body of the pink thug and launches another burst of color between Gene and Chewyy.

Second color spray, it will hit green and cyan. D.C. 15 will save.

She lets out a sigh. Looking around at the others on the rope, she quickly changes her mind and turns toward the thugs. "Sod it." A few quick steps and a burst of iridescent color washes over 2 of them.

She moves to one space southeast of Gene and casts color spray. The cone will hit pink and yellow. D.C. 15 will save.

Prudence moves next to Amestri and grabs hold of the rope.

"I am imminently ill suited for this."

She leans back and pulls on the rope, hoping to haul the last prisoner deeper onto land.

strength: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (8) + 0 = 8

A dark skinned elf looks up from a book she was reading and pushes a pair of spectacles up her nose.

"Ah, greetings. My name is Prudence Silvermoon. I find myself quite inexperienced as well. That is to say inexperienced in I suppose you could call it field work. To this point I would discribe my experience as primarily academic. I anticipate this to be substantially more violent, though no less cutthroat."

She chucked at her own attempt at a joke.

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