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Rackle waits for the artillery to finish firing before moving in.

I'll just wait for the smoke to clear first.

"Would you look at that." Rackle says. "Should we give it to the temple to replace the blighted one?" he asks.

With the present threat defeated, Rackle searches the area with the Elves.

1d20 + 12 ⇒ (14) + 12 = 26

Rackle climbs down with the others, taking his time. At the bottom he draws his mithril Wakizashi and looks around carefully.

Perception: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (8) + 12 = 20 +2 more vs Traps

"I'm not bad-bad with a bow, assuming it's of the short variety." Rackle says. "And earplugs I have-have as well. The beast doesn't stand a chance!"

Rackle emerges from cover and rejoins the rest of the Pathfinders. He does not comment on the Priestess' or Nivik's words, but instead goes searching around the area for any clues.

Perception: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (17) + 12 = 29

Rackle draws a vial from his belt and looks out from his hiding place, waiting for Ghrezzd to move before throwing it.

Draw an Alchemist's Fire and ready an action to throw it at the blue Bats
Throw Alchemist's Fire: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 19
1d6 ⇒ 6

Rackle, seeing the danger erupt around him, takes the roguish approach and... hides! He dashes up to the nearest stall and ducks inside.

Stealth: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (9) + 14 = 23

Rackle squawks softly as he notices the sash he's wearing all of a sudden. ?

"I like it, but where did I get-get it?" he says.

I wasn't wearing it before?

Rackle is rather quiet as they ask around the town, keeping his eyes and ears open.

Perception: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (3) + 12 = 15 +2 more vs. Traps

Rackle looks around, eyeing the little animal fetishes with a shudder, before turning his attention to the temple proper. He moves softly up to the doorway and peers in.

Stealth up to the entrance and look and listen.
Stealth: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (19) + 14 = 33
Perception: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (3) + 12 = 15 +2 more vs Traps

Rackle moves to the door, makes sure it is closed, and keeps watch while the others question the doll. "Maybe those small footprints we saw at the cave-cave belong to this creature?" he says.

"It looks like a little girl, but I doubt-doubt that is all it is..." Rackle says to the others. "Something's off-off with it."

Perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (2) + 11 = 13
Perception 2: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (3) + 11 = 14
Perception 3: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (16) + 11 = 27

Rackle enters the house and focuses on different things than the others, missing some details, but his feathers puff out when he looks towards the bed. He grabs Bom by the arm and hisses, "We're not alone."

He points to the bed, and draws one of his blades from its scabbard. "Some... thing is hiding under the bed."

During the evening in the guest house, in a low voice, Rackle asks to discuss something with the other Pathfinders. "We're doing-doing well at being diplomatic." he says. "But if it becomes apparent that we need-need to break the rules, we should determine who of us might be able to sneak-sneak out at night to find out more. I am a good sneak-sneak." he says. "Anyone else? Or any objections to planning for such a possibility?"

In the morning, Rackle nods his assent to the Elves' plan of visiting Amenira's house.

"And why don't the people here like-like outsiders?" the Tengu asks, then shuts his beak and lets the smooth-tongued Cleric talk instead from now on, a little awed by the man's words and demeanour.

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17

Rackle perks up, and his beady black eyes seem to see much, when the sheriff speaks. He leans over to Pierre and whispers, "He's not telling us everything."

Rackle nods to the Sheriff.

All my weapons are light...

Rackle sheathes his blades and searches the bodies, offering up the potions to anyone wounded, and dividing up the coin. He investigates the armor, and after ensuring the armor the Gnolls were wearing are clear of any infective material, he holds one suit up. He considers something, then puts it back with the other loot. "Do we go in-in?" he asks the others, looking towards the cave entrance.

"She's backed herself against the cliff." Rackle whispers hoarsely to his companions, before darting in to deliver a slash with his cold iron blade.

1d20 + 10 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 10 + 1 = 13
1d6 ⇒ 6

Rackle breaks from cover and advances on the last Gnoll, circling around her, looking for an opening.

Ducking down under the lip of the cliff, Rackle attempts to hide from the Gnoll above, and begins to creep around to try and get closer.

Stealth
1d20 + 14 ⇒ (2) + 14 = 16

Rackle advances alongside Bom and his wolf, his Cold Iron blade held at his side.

Single move, and ready to attack if anything gets into range... just trying not to get too far ahead of the meat shield.

Seeing the Hyena is dead when he arrives, Rackle says, "Good work." Hearing Ghrezzd's suggestion, he nods and switches the dull gray blade to his right hand and the silvery one to the left.

Rackle advances on the Hyena and slashes at it with his first Wakizashi. "If you keep them distracted, I can put these blades to best use-use." he says.

Moving up to the Hyena next to the wolf, closest square to the cliff. On my phone so can't move the icon on the map.
+1 Wakizashi

1d20 + 10 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 10 + 1 = 22
1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Drawing his second blade, this one dull-gray in colour, he runs after Bom. He moves furtively, looking for places to hide should the need present itself.

Double move

Rackle is an affable travelling companion, amusing all with his natural talent for vocal mimicry, and occasional suspicious acquisitions of odd shiny objects.

On the approach to Mercy, he is watchful, his blades at hand when needed.

Perception 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (10) + 12 = 22
Perception 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (5) + 12 = 17

Also spying the Gnolls, he draws one of his swords which gleams silver in the sun. "Armed with bows-bows they are. Flush them out with magic or approach under cover-cover?" Rackle asks, looking for a way to approach the Gnolls under cover.

A slightly hunched Tengu slaps Pierre on the back as he enters. "Apologies for being late-late." he says in a voice that mimics Pierre's. "The council thought it'd be a good idea to send a sharp-sharp eye and a sharp beak with you all as well." he says.

He is a black-feathered Tengu, squat but moving gracefully. A pair of short, curved blades hang at his waist, recognizable as Tian Wakizashis.

"Rackle Rakis, sneak-sneak, trap-finder, and swordsman, at your service." he says.

Player: Capricornus
Character Name: Rackle Rakis
PFS#: 61161-7
Faction: Scarab Sages
Day Job: Sleight of Hand (from Thieve's Guild vanity): 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (12) + 14 = 26
Notes: Rackle has the Trap Spotter Rogue talent, which gives him an automatic Perception check whenever he's within 10ft of a Trap (at +14)

Buying 2 Vermin Repellent, Potion of Feather Step, Potion of Endure Elements, Potion of Touch of the Sea, Smelling Salts, Earplugs, Smoked Goggles, Potion Sponge.

Okay, this is Capricornus. I'm going with this character - my Rogue. Going to buy a few more things before we get started.

Rackle tries to hide from the creatures while he reloads his crossbow.

Stealth
1d20 + 14 ⇒ (19) + 14 = 33

Will 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8

Rackle's feathers fluff up as the strange powers of the creatures assail his mind. He loads and fires the hand crossbow at the first one in the doorway before ducking back.

1d20 + 9 ⇒ (8) + 9 = 17
1d4 ⇒ 1

Rackle slips into the room after the beasts are dispatched and searches, then helps with the crystals.

Perception 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (1) + 12 = 13

Peeking back around the corner, Rackle takes a shot with the hand crossbow.

MW Hand Crossbow, firing into melee
1d20 + 9 - 4 ⇒ (6) + 9 - 4 = 11
1d4 + 2d6 ⇒ (4) + (1, 2) = 7

Stealth to hide after the snipe
1d20 + 14 - 20 ⇒ (6) + 14 - 20 = 0

Rackle loads the hand crossbow he found on the priestess, and ducks back around the corner to try to hide.

Stealth
1d20 + 14 ⇒ (18) + 14 = 32

Will save 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17

"My shinies!" Rackle says before he gets a hold of himself. "What was that?"

Rackle looks at Swayaah and Awen, and caws quizzically. "What's got into them?" he asks.

Will 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23

Rackle looks up and says, "Pretty." before looking around the room.

Perception 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (18) + 12 = 30 +2 more vs Traps

Perception 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (6) + 12 = 18

Rackle gives the artifacts a cursory glance before he picks up the priestess' Hand Crossbow and bolts. "I can use these I think."

Rackle lets Dvalin take out the Tiefling and he moves to assist Swaayah, drawing his second Wakizashi as he goes.

Rackle draws one of his Wakizashis and makes a horizontal slash at the Tiefling's midsection in the same fluid motion he used to evade his clumsy slash.

1d20 + 10 ⇒ (17) + 10 = 27
1d6 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Rackle steps into the room, drawing a dagger and hurls it at the closest Tiefling.

Move, drawing dagger, throw at Blue, who is flat-footed
1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23
2d6 + 1d4 ⇒ (5, 6) + (1) = 12

Rackle moves across silently.

Perception 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (4) + 12 = 16 +2 more vs Traps
Stealth 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (9) + 14 = 23

Rackle holds up a hand and steps up to the pedestal, his eyes narrowed. He caws softly as he examines the lever and mechanism.

Perception 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (19) + 14 = 33

Rackle draws a wand from his belt and holds it out. "Can someone give me some of this?" he asks before moving on.

1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

Perception 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (19) + 12 = 31 +2 more vs traps.
Stealth 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (2) + 14 = 16

Seeing one of the skeletons go down, Rackle turns around and dashes back in, trying to slip past the remaining foe.

Acrobatics 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (7) + 12 = 19

One of the skeletons bites Rackle deeply, and he ducks and dodges after that, looking for a route past them. "I don't know if I can get past them..." he says, shying away from the skeletons and withdrawing from melee.

Withdraw

Rackle wipes his blade on a rag from his belts and looks forward. "Well, the place is defended, I see." he says. "I'll move ahead and see if I can find anything." he says, slipping across the bridge.

Stealth 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (2) + 14 = 16
Perception 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (1) + 12 = 13 +2 more vs Traps

Seriously...?

Rackle surges forward, seeking to evade the snake and get behind it. "Someone get on the other side!" he hisses, holding one Wakizashi ready for when the snake becomes distracted.

Acrobatics to avoid AoO 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (17) + 12 = 29

Ready attack for when someone steps into flank.
1d20 + 10 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 10 + 2 = 32
1d6 + 1 + 2d6 ⇒ (4) + 1 + (3, 4) = 12
Confirm Crit
1d20 + 10 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 10 + 2 = 28
1d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

"Explore, Report, Cooperate." Rackle says, again imitating Society instructors. "That's what we do."