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Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to all! safe travels folks!

"I am Berato Aquilinus, Servant of Torag, and here are my steadfast Pathfinder Society companions: Xilt Sphinx the Mage, Farrokh the Strong, Anthys the Tactician and Adeah Silversong. We indeed come on behalf of Zoarth to find out why you sent forces to attack his castle. In exchange he is helping us with a ritual to unlock a certain magic tome. Note that the dimensional breach you were exploiting was the cause of some strange weather below, including red ooze falling from the sky! We are willing to parlay if you agree to cease all hostilities."

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (3) + 17 = 20
Reroll, 4-star: 1d20 + 17 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 17 + 4 = 41

Mellissant kneels, addressing the royal fey politely. "We are humble adventurers of novice standing trying to help the village gather rock soup ingredients for their festival. There will be music and merriment! have you heard of it? one of the ingredient is grown in your majestic kingdom, Your Highness: a bundle of scallions. Would it be possible for your great people to lend help to the struggling humans so that they can achieve new heights in the realm of celebration?"

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27

Berato steps next to Xilt, shaking his head, and turning to the young giants, puts on a big smile full of whiter than white teeth, the such of which can only be grown in privileged Cheliax. Making exaggerated gestures emphasizing how BIG he thinks they are and how STRONG they all look, Berato speaks slowly, E-N-U-N-C-I-A-T-I-N-G each word then taking long pauses, nodding fiercely in agreement to Xilt so that the half-orc can have the proper time to translate each sentence completely and without leaving behind any details.

"How mighty are the young ones of the Jurn Tribe! Show us your strength and show us how far you can throw these rocks! THEN: I want you two to wrestle, and I want the winner to wrestle the one with two heads. Fun first ya??? business later yeah? now FIGHT!!! GO!!!!!

Animated and gesticulated diplomacy, dampened by Xilt's dry translation: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (6) + 17 = 23

Berato pulls out some ale and takes a few sips while watching the fight.

@EbonFist most GMs tend to handwaive things like shrine / meditation location due to the already long list of things to do in a 4-hour slot. I'm not about to start hampering/nitpicking players who choose to play a medium or other less min/maxed combos when all you need to really upset a table is high STR barbarian or optimized archer...

Berato nods his thanks to the Venture-Captain and proceeds, wizard permitting, to accompany Xilt in his shopping spree. Along the way Berato purchases the following.

Belt of Physical Might +2 (STR/CON)
Bag of Holding Type III
Kit, Arctic
Kit, Campsite
Kit, Climber's
Kit, Cooking
Tent, Pavillion
Firewood (10 days)
Ale (10 gallons)
Cheese (10 pound wheel, whole)
Chest, Medium
Coffee Pot, with 5 pounds of ground beans
Honey Jar
Travel Cake Mix
Meat, 5 pounds
Bread, 10 loaves

Upon his return to the lodge, Berato pulls out the chest from the bag of holding, and invites whoever wishes to place their heavy gear or food rations into the chest (4 cubic feet of space maximum; no more than 400 pounds of gear please due to bag of holding limitations; i.e. currently 60% full at 600 pounds due to the other stuff listed above)

Mundane (235gp), Belt STR/CON +2 (10,000gp), Bag of Holding Type III (7,400gp)

I'm recruiting for 1 or 2 PCs to join Level (Floor) 11 of the Emerald Spire (The Tomb of Yarrix), which is suitable for characters level 8-10.

Our group lost one PC so the party now consists of an alchemist, a bloodrager, and a skald. The PC that dropped out was a frontliner so they could probably use another one.

The party has just completed the first encounter of the adventure and then we were on hiatus while I spent a couple months off the grid :-)

Preference for PCs who wish to continue on in the Spire (there are 5 more floors after this one) but that's not required. For those not familiar with the emerald spire, each floor grants 3 xp, though some floors advancing at slow tier is advised to stay in tier for the entire adventure (which maxes out at levels 11-13).

Please post in the recruitment thread here if interested.

Guys we need two level 8-10 PFS Standard PCs to join us for this module (3 xp, 4 pp). We currently have a bloodrager (myself), an alchemist and a skald who can give us a pretty nasty rage. Some healing or melee or a mix of both would be nice, but anything would do as we already carry wands and potions, etc.

@Hiding.
Yeap, the cost for a +3 equivalent weapon is 18,000, and your +2 equivalent is 8,000 so for $10k you can upgrade a +1 flaming longsword to a +1 flaming burst long sword. Whether you think that is a worthwhile upgrade.. up to you.

And for 20,715gp you can get the flame tongue (also a +1 flaming burst longsword), which allows you to shoot a 4d6 fire ray 1/day... not bad for 2K~ish more.

I'm still running and playing pfs1e, but I switched to vtt, as I don't have the patience to stretch a scenario over 3 to 4 months via pbp.

If I have one recommendation for pfs 1e: create a third campaign/button for evil PCs only, I.e.:

1. Pfs1e standard (existing)
2. Pfs1e core (existing)
3. Pfs1e evil (new)

One would have to copy/paste additional resources into a different url and then just edit it to allow evil options.

Just a thought...

Satisfied with Brother Two of Nine's job, Riltar kicks the door opened... gently...

Stealthy like cat!: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (20) + 12 = 32

"the hallway stops then turns west... there's a side room about the hallway... This heavy stone door was once adorned with carvings, but it has been vandalized to the point that its ancient runes are illegible..."

@GM TOZ: Daenerija also has fast healing 1 for next 9 rounds, should new injuries come her way; thx

Another inquiry comes to mind:

Would Lingering Performance apply to Shadow Puppets?

Yes

hey congrats on chef training! that's awesome!!

the unspoken rule for play-by-post is at least one post a day though, sometimes more when a fight breaks out; so in my opinion, you should never feel shy of posting your actions, especially when called out in initiative...

worse thing that can happen is the GM rearranging the order/damages to make it fit the official combat flow

What happened to the two snake men coming down the hall from the south? The first one was in Muddy's net. Did Riltar take them both out?

Yes

Riltar follows Muddy into the next room, assisting him in looking for traps.

Riltar Traps Check Assist for Muddy: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18

He then taps himself with his wand of shield.

Before Muddy gives the signal Riltar gets ready with one more alchemical drink and a spell. Just before the door opens he adds a minor spell with a wand and speaks an arcane word to wake up his rapier...

adding antiplague to previous antitoxin, mirror image 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4, shield from wand; swift action to use 2 pt. of arcane pool to add keen/shock/enduring blade to rapier +2.

Riltar enters the rectangular chamber and aims his wand at the green-eyed snake.

Ranged Touch attack: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (8) + 13 = 21 vs. Touch AC
fire dmg: 4d6 ⇒ (4, 5, 4, 1) = 14

SR Check: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15

"Lilah! I can take your spot if things get too hot up there! says Riltar, keeping a watch on both frontline party members.

VROOM! VROOM! VROOM! VRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOM! (and other insane revving sounds echo through the halls... Riltar must be ready.... .... )

can we keep the game moving please? :)

I don't see anything on the map GM Qstor...

Much appreciated! great first run IMO!!!

Zeldana will volunteer to be part of the interrogation team to find out who this 'ally' is. If authorities can muster truth-magic, she will muster the nonlethal pommel strikes.

Winnie sniffs the air and heads into Ouidda's direction. Before just bumping into her quarry, Winnie roars and points in Ouidda's direction. Move action to note direction, Move action to get to within 5 ft. of Ouidda

I'll be gone until the end of this week. I should be able to resume posting on Friday.

Zeldana buys a long coat in the military style, with knee-high riding boots, jewelry and gets a hair and makeup appointment before the event. For Winnie, she has a stablemaster put bows and other decorations in her feathers, and braids, where the feathers become fur.

Equivalent of courtier outfit in price for Zeldana; if 'animal decorations' is also a thing in one of the sourcebooks, let me know and I'll buy a kit for Winnie.

I've started the combat!!!! join me!! (please!!!)

"RWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRHHHH!"

STR: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9

Winnie whimpers a little unable to understand this small wooden thing standing in their way... she backs up, shacking her head in confusion and making bear-like noises.

Disable Device: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (1) + 14 = 15

"Damned thing almost broke my nail... oh well. Foot method."

STR: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

"This is embarrassing... WINNIE!"

I was just thinking earlier: Is it just me, or are we really sparse on Vigilantes around here?

I don't think I've ever seen a high-level one (heavily-multiclassed characters who happen to have a non-plurality of Vigilante levels don't count in my book, and that's just me trying to find an exception to my observation, maybe I've never even seen that).

I have an aasimar boon I haven't used yet... I'll make a vigilante and let you know how that went in a few years.

VC Dalsin: "Pathfinders, I have a mission for you six. "
Unrolled aasimar: "VC, can my 'cousin' assist us on this one, as an independent commision-based contractor, like we agreed last time?"
VC Dalsin: "Yes, yes... *sigh* of course he can. Matter of fact: this mission is more for him than for you so you can stay at the lodge..."
Unrolled aasimar: "But VC, my non-adventuring administrative skills are complementary and essential to the..."
VC Dalsin: "Shut up before i change my mind..."

Zeldana goes over the plan with the group and fits the wagon's harness unto Winnie's shoulders. She greases the wheels of the cart thoroughly with some of her armor ointment (using a good amount on her armor also). She nods as Eredur and Piotr volunteer to offer themselves as distraction on the docks to the south while some of the party will arrive by wagon and lily pads from the north. Whoever wants in on the lily pad train can place their tokens in the wagon; those who prefer the docks can join Eredur and Piotr. The choice is yours! ;)

On the way to the docks Zeldana barkskins, antitoxins and longstriders both Winnie and herself, and then applies feather step, greater magic fang and lily pad stride enchantments on the owlbear. Just as they are about to step onto the docks, she remains a brief moment behind the corner of a building to add bull's strength to both Winnie and herself, completing the magical preparations. Hopping unto Winnie's saddle, she heads down to the water, instructing Winnie to sneak up to the ship from below, using the north docks as cover to hide the approach, and then rounding the end of the docks to the east to return westward north of the Sailswift, using the ship's freeboard to hide their approach from the crew.

Free action to instruct Winnie to Sneak vs. DC 15: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (8) + 11 = 19

Zeldana awaits the distraction by Eredur and Piotr, keeping the owlbear's head low and motioning for the wagon passengers to do the same. She slowly and quietly unbuckles Winnie's wagon harness...

Stealth, Armor Ointment: 1d20 + 12 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 12 + 1 = 19

Hey, is anyone interested in a Grippli/Skinwalker/catfolk boon? I’m donating it.

That's kind of you Sir. Well done!

Zeldana was happy to be back in Almas. On a couple of occasions during the afternoon she stepped out of the inn to reconnect with some old friends in the city. She usually roamed the northern border of Andoran, helping the Eagle Knights with scouting and fighting brigands, but she wasn't without friends and perhaps one ex-boyfriend here in Almas. Also on good terms with the druidic circles of the Verduran Forest, she was also familiar with the Treaty of the Wildwood and had traveled those parts throughout, crossing the borders of Andoran, Taldor and Galt on numerous occasions. Her animal trainer's skills had been prized by many logging camps, border outposts and merchant caravans in the region, as she counted herself as a proud member of the Liberty's Edge organization. It wasn't the first time she brought Winnie to Almas though, but the previous time she did, the owlbear had been just a pup then, and not the now-horse-sized version she had become. It was understandable that some eyes would turn in her wake, but Zeldana made it a point to stop and educate and reconnect with all those who had met with Winnie when the beast was still juvenile.

On her way back to the inn, she thought of something and decided to share with the others.

"I've developed a trick or two with Winnie along the years, and one of them is the ability to share spells with her, and cast things on her that would normally only work on humans, or just myself, and such. I don't think we need to spread the news about us checking that boat in the harbor. I can cast a spell on Winnie that will let her walk on water and create a path of giant lily pads in her wake. As long as you don't stray too far behind, you can all follow on the path of lily pads. They'll support anything that's as big and heavy as Winnie. The path can be a bit unstable, and for those in armor balance can be a problem though... I'd be riding Winnie on her saddle, but some of you who need to be lighter on their feet could probably use an Elixir of Tumbling to make the trip a bit safer. I know, I know... this can be a bit pricy compared to just rent or buy a boat, but unless some of you can make a merchant forget a transaction with some trickster-type memory altering magic, the approach I propose would help us save our anonymity... what say you all?"

Zeldana seems taken aback by Piotr's transformation, and asks, "I hope your lycanthropy is not the kind that's catching, or that this will bite us back in the ass... literally..." She pauses for a nod or answer, then continues, "and to answer your question, apparently that Spider's web covers the entire city, BUT the Venture-Captain here is unable to give us the simplest of leads... back to basics, I guess, so let's hit the taverns, ask for information there, and make ourselves gods-damned targets..."

She storms off, not expecting more information from Moldreserva, which she seems to have very little patience for as a sudden.

Diplomacy to assist someone that's asking question when we get to the inns or taverns, trying actively not to punch that someone: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (17) - 2 = 15

Holy Batman!! An enigma wrapped within an enigma! The author must have wracked his brains a few extra laps on this plot! ;)

No the talk was more of a general nature going forward as a business proposition (just RPing) and not about this particular old pinecone on the ground... I have assumed that the elf found a nice spot outside halfway up a hill and planted it in soft ground in memoriam of our bad demon ghost lady gone good... :P

"Pradnyara: get those unconscious priests to safety. Bind them and drip some bone broth into their mouth with a cloth... they appear starved or exhausted or dehydrated. I don't know. I'm not a healer. But please get them out of here... this is not safe. Then I'll see if I can grab that scroll up there while not turning into a piece of fried bacon..."

Skivven waits for the priest(esses) to be evacuated by much larger folks than him, then using great care and looking for runes and traps, climbs towards the top of the pillar to carefully pry out the scroll they all need to complete their collection... the ratfolk is ready to jump away from the pillar at the first sign of magical trouble...

Perception vs. traps or invisible creatures/objects, heroism: 1d20 + 27 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 27 + 2 = 42 Actively looking for traps on ground level then every 10 feet afterwards

Via message, Skivven replies, ... we're all wormfood if you don't start slicing that thing!!...

I will be unavailable during the upcoming (Canadian) Thanksgiving weekend, resuming posting on Tue night, Oct 10. Have a great weekend everyone!

@GM: please take me out of the campaign tab so that I no longer receive notifications. Thank you, and good luck to the rest of you with your confirmation.

Regards,
PDK/Davor

You want more GMs?

Tell players to stop arguing with GMs and crack down on broken character builds.

There's zero point preparing a game for a group of folks to have fun only to see one player show up and solo all fights in one round.

Skivven prefers to deal with facts instead of relying on mind controlled monks for information. A way to gather facts is to fully secure the area and search it inside out before THEN, if all else has failed, attempting to interrogate. Skivven prefers stealth instead of laying his cards on the table or hurting people for no reason.

Psychometric!

1. Master under some kind of enchantment.
2. They all think Estara is a book thief.

3. Hypothesis: the master probably told the minions to capture Estara.

4. Suggestion: let's play along and have Estara surrender.

Noting the master's lack of awareness, Skivven holds back a teeth-revealing smile - this could reveal his position - as his eyes take accurate stock of the master's possessions... especially those that could be easily lifted...

Perception, heroism: 1d20 + 22 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 22 + 2 = 37

Grandmaster TOZ wrote:

No to both. Unfortunately, getting a hunch is DC20, which both of you missed.

I'm not sure I understand how "getting a hunch" matters.

Still got a 35 on Diplomacy. *shrug*

I guess these guys are totally chaotic evil for wanting to try to kill a (seemingly) harmless girl that just wants to take a tour.

yesssss... come to the dark side... let the hate flow through you...

As the group enters the front door Yanndu places a fire resistance enchantment on everyone.

communal resist energy on everyone ---->> resist fire 30

5th

"Ship cooks are the best. Their lives depend on it." whispers back Skivven, spearing a piece of fish with his mithral tailblade and expertly bringing it to his waiting teeth.

"..."

A hooded elf quietly walks in with another, younger elf in tow, the latter burdened with a briefcase, a satchel and a heavy bag.

The older elf briefly looks up to Eadie and Lichaam in recognition, then looks back down, his younger assistant rapidly trying to note something down in a notebook.

Interested as well with this psychic 12; not interested hard mode. Thanks for offering to GM!

1d4 ⇒ 3

I think Akku took the full 6 STR drain

Omg best wishes of health and recovery.