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My bad. Here you go GM and thank you for your patience in running this!

Player Name: nejustmo
Character name: Ravenor Trevelyan
Character number: 230720-3
Faction: Liberty's Edge
Day job (roll if you want to): Craft (Alchemy): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

Ravenor, who had stepped out for a moment, coincidentally returns just at that moment. "Nobody expects the inquisition, that's part of our charm...why is the curtain on fire?"

After putting out the fire and gently prying the blade out of Lauranna's hands (and nearly getting his own eye poked in the process), Ravenor admires the various items that were offered, particularly the ioun stones "Generous indeed of the church. I must remember to thank them before we leave."

Ravenor, how would you like to do this?

Sorry Thrugg!

Avalexi begins to laugh at Ravenor's attack, seeing how his attacks failed to connect against her previously, when suddenly, his slender blade snakes through the fog and goes cleanly through her chest.

"That is...impossible..." She gurgles for a moment, before her body is consumed in a sudden blaze. The sound of her items falling to the ground with the sudden disappearance of the succubus echo in the hallway.

Ravenor's face remains impassive throughout the succubus death. "Desna lay you to rest...although I doubt that is where your soul is headed." He cleans his blade before sheathing it back in the walking cane.

attack+wrath+inspire courage+bless+flank: 1d20 + 8 + 1 + 1 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 8 + 1 + 1 + 1 + 2 = 30
damage cold iron sword cane+wrath+inspire courage+sneak attack: 1d6 + 1 + 1 + 1d6 ⇒ (3) + 1 + 1 + (2) = 7

With the glow of faerie fire surrounding the combatants, Ravenor cooly stabs the succubus and this time, his cold iron blade strikes true.

Ravenor attempts to stab the succubus with his sword cane but misses again and growls in frustration.

attack+wrath+inspire courage+bless+flank: 1d20 + 8 + 1 + 1 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 8 + 1 + 1 + 1 + 2 = 18
miss chance: 1d100 ⇒ 31

"Come demoness, it is time to end this."

acrobatics: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28

Ravenor also moves into position while taking care to avoid the succubus's sword, and strikes out at the succubus in turn

attack: 1d20 + 8 + 2 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 8 + 2 + 1 + 1 = 31
miss chance: 1d100 ⇒ 2 The dice gods are mocking me

Tarragon, since i see you didnt move, I'm assuming you attacked the druid instead? I was at the back next to our cleric in disguise

sense motive: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9

Ravenor does not sense anything is amiss at first, untill he hears Kelemur's cry from the mist and the clatter of Tarragon's weapon. Realising what must have happened, Ravenor cries out "No! No more of your foul tricks demoness!" Ravenor chants a hymn of warding and moves forward to Tarragon "The power of Desna compels you!" while channeling his power into Tarragon in a bid to break the compulsion.

Ravenor casts protection from evil, moves into the mist, and spell touches Tarragon to cast it on him. This would allow Tarragon to immediately receive another saving throw with a +2 morale bonus at the same DC...assuming I hit

spell touch attack: 1d20 + 4 + 3 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 4 + 3 + 1 + 1 = 16
miss chance (high is good): 1d100 ⇒ 88

Thanks for botting me GM.

The druid is right, we are abit scattered and exposed here. But Desna take caution! That foul murderer might get away! And I shall make Lex pay for fouling my mind."

Ravenor follows the group towards the entrance, softly singing a hymn of protection casting protection from evil

"Yes, that is exactly what happened." Ravenor irritably replies. "Except that the "prisoner" is no obviously no ordinary person. He managed to cloud my mind and has an strong aura of evil about him. Be on your guard."

Ravenor backs up to the altar and keeps a wary eye out.

Ravenor moves and readies action to fire at hostiles.

Oo right. Gotcha my bad GM

Ravenor cautiously looks around as Lex suddenly disappears. He cautiously sheathes his blade and draws his pistol instead, stepping out of the cell whilst muttering a hymn of protection.

"Save your magic, Desna's healing is already at work on me." He gestures to the wound on his neck where the bleeding has already stopped. Judgement (healing) for another 2 hp

"What? Oh yes, the church of Razmir. No, Desna is a fine enough goddess. No need for Razmir. Although...I did hear that our dwarf friend over there is highly interested in the 31 Step Program you mentioned. Maybe you should speak to him instead?"

spellcraft: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13

No problem. Will update the damage received to 9 then. Also, if Lex picks up the bow and quiver from the floor, shouldn't he have provoked an attack of opportunity from Ravenor?

fortitude save: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18 Whew, 13 pts of damage taken. GM, looking at the dice rolls, I see only 9 pts of damage though?

Ravenor gasps in pain at the attack and whirls around to see Lex holding the weapon in his hand. "Treachery!" He roars as the fog in his mind suddenly lifts. "Desna's wrath fall upon you!"

Ravenor takes a step back as his anger mixes alongside Desna's righteous wrath and judgement, infusing him with divine power. He looks around at the tight confines of the cell and draws the blade from his sword cane while studying his opponent, trying to determine what manner of foe stands before him.

5-ft step back, standard action to cast Wrath, move action to draw weapon, swift action to activate Judgement (Healing) that gives fast healing 2. Can I make any knowledge checks?

sense motive: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25 NOW I roll high. Really. Oh well, better late than never.

Ravenor senses something is slightly amiss at Lex's words

Something's not right here...why do I feel he is keeping something back about that cell...then again, perhaps he is in shock. Perfectly normal under these circumstances. It is best we don't arm him, wouldn't want our civilian friend here accidentally hurting himself. Anyway, best have a look in that cell. Wouldn't want to leave any evidence behind. Can't imagine the venture captain or the Sarenrae church would be pleased at that.

"It is understandable Mr. Lex, you may still be a little lightheaded from your ordeal. Let me just have a quick look in there. May I suggest you stay in the middle of our group as we exit to ensure your safety."

Ravenor nods his thanks at Thrugg for doing the heavy lifting as he pops over for a quick look in that cell perception: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (17) + 12 = 29

Ravenor shakes his head as his magic detects an evil aura about Lex...

This is...impossible. How is there such a strong aura of evil about this man? Wait, he mentioned that they forced him to drink some foul concoction. Could that be the reason? Curious, should look that up when we get back. He keeps insisting on a weapon though...doesn't seem like there's anyone else around...could he be an unwitting pawn for the dark forces still?

sense motive: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14 Ravenor is worried that Lex could be under some form of mind control or being kept compliant with the potion

"I'm sure my companions and myself are more than capable to defend you if the need arises. The beast you spoke of was handily dispatched by our friend here." He walks over and claps Tarragon on the shoulder "My friend speaks true, with the cleric subdued, we should make haste to the city watch to ensure your safety before we cleanse this place. There is no telling what effect that vile potion might be having on you. I must say, there is a strong aura of evil about you, which I'm sure is the residue from that potion."

reroll will save: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11 Nope. It is fated

Ravenor blinks as a he detects a strong aura of evil in the area is immediately in front of him. However, as he tries to concentrate on the aura...

Now where have I seen this man. Lex Avai...I feel like I've known him from somewhere. Nice fellow...Desna knows how long he has been sitting in this cell and what horrors he has witnessed. Shouldn't let him suffer here any longer than he has to. And that evil I feel...maybe its residue from foul rituals that cleric did...better keep searching though, there might be some foul artifact that needs to be disposed of lying around here.

Ravenor will keep detecting evil, but does not particularly focus on the man anymore, doing more of a general sweep instead of the whole area instead, starting with the cell.

Ravenor clears his throat as he tries to open the cell door that Thrugg tossed over "I'm sorry you had to suffer from the murderer's attention sir. Let me let you out. Unfortunately, we'd probably have to hold on to the dagger for now. Evidence for the city watch, I'm sure you understand. They will return it to you once they are done with it."

will save: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8 wow. lol

Ravenor will detect evil

Ravenor takes a step back to better look over the Taldan and holds up his hand as his companions approach the cell "A moment please. I wish for Desna to verify the truth of this man's claims."

Ravenor is slightly shocked at the brutal efficiency of Kelumur, and quickly waves a hand over the fallen cleric with minor healing magic casting stabilise before binding her hands with a set of manacles. "The captain and authorities of the city will want her alive, if nothing else just to parade that they have caught her."

Turning his attention to the bearded Taldan man, Ravenor narrows his eyes at the man's words "A final sacrifice you say..." before his eyes start glowing faintly as he looks the man up and down Detect alignment

Ravenor follows the sounds of combat and arrives to find a scene of chaos. He deftly steps through the mist and spotting Cott along with his crocodile, moves over to stand next to him, cutting off any avenue of retreat left to the cleric while digging through his pack for a set of manacles.

DC save: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23

As the wave of negative energy washes over everyone, Ravenor grits his teeth and powers through the pain.

perception: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (5) + 12 = 17

"Do not let her escape!" He rushes head on into the fog in a bid to prevent her from disappearing into the fog but is unable to pinpoint her location and stops in front of the animals

Ravenor lets out a small chuckle at Lauranna's words "No, milady. I serve the lady Desna regardless of doctrine, for her voice guides my heart and hand. And the deserving I speak of are the potential accomplices of this foul cleric who may yet be hidden still or based elswehere, whom we should bring to justice as well. It is our duty to ensure that we do a thorough job in apprehending all responsible for the murders."

Move 30 ft, std action to cast divine favor

As he speaks, Ravenor moves to the edge of the mist, holding his pistol before him. He glares into the mist, and intones a small hymn to Desna, feeling her divine power flow through him.

GM, can I perform range attack with total concealment? Sorry, a little fuzzy with the rules. Do I need to make perception check or just attack the square where I think the baddie is with a 50% miss chance?

Ravenor's speaks up as the last of the wights fall Now for the cleric of Shax my friends. We need her alive however, to be sure of her sins and those of her accomplices, that Desna's fury fall upon all those who are deserving.

Ravenor smiles grimly at Zazendi "Servant of Shax, your god has no power here! Feel the wrath of Desna and Sarenrae fall upon thee!"

swift action to activate judgment (Destruction) for +2 to damage. Same attack routine, with soft cover factored in. Not sure which enemies are left standing, will prioritise finishing off the wights

attack vs touch AC: 1d20 + 9 - 2 - 4 ⇒ (13) + 9 - 2 - 4 = 16
damage: 1d8 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 + 2 = 11

attack vs touch AC: 1d20 + 9 - 2 - 4 ⇒ (20) + 9 - 2 - 4 = 23
attack vs touch AC: 1d20 + 9 - 2 - 4 ⇒ (8) + 9 - 2 - 4 = 11
damage: 1d8 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 + 2 = 8

Thanks for the input guys

Ravenor ignores the strange cleric's comment, cooly waiting for the right moment before taking careful aim and firing at the wights again

Again, rapid shot / rapid reload / paper catridges to reload as a free action at a misfire value of 1. Factoring in -4 for soft cover

attack vs green touch AC: 1d20 + 9 - 2 - 4 ⇒ (11) + 9 - 2 - 4 = 14
damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7
attack vs green touch AC: 1d20 + 9 - 2 - 4 ⇒ (11) + 9 - 2 - 4 = 14
damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8

GM, can Ravenor pop around the corner, share the space with either Thrugg or the alligator to shoot the wight then end the turn back in his space?

Ravenor is shocked at the sudden appearance of the undead. While Kelumur slashes at the creatures and Thrugg rushes past him, he takes a moment to study the creatures
Knowledge (religion): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13

"These are wights! Foul undead, let desna's light lay you to rest!"

Ravenor takes a 5 foot step forward (while still remaining safely behind Thrugg) and fires off a full salvo at the nearest creature (target orange)
Using rapid shot, rapid reload / paper catridges to reload as a free action at a misfire value of 1. Factoring in -4 to my attack for Thrugg's soft cover

attack vs Orange touch AC: 1d20 + 9 - 2 - 4 ⇒ (2) + 9 - 2 - 4 = 5 whew literally dodged a bullet there
attack vs Orange touch AC: 1d20 + 9 - 2 - 4 ⇒ (16) + 9 - 2 - 4 = 19
damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8

Ravenor follows behind Kelumur into the catacomb with his gun drawn, nodding to himself at the orc's competence.

Ravenor shakes his head as the rest of the group wander into the shrine and make enough noise to wake the dead. As he follows the group, he notices that the top of the grave sites looks like it was recently disturbed [i]Graverobbers? Or something more sinister at work...[i]

While Ravenor waits patiently for Kelumur to check the door, he wanders over to the graves and checks the inscription on the tombstones.

While Kelumur approaches from the front, Ravenor waits with the others and quietly slips his gun from his holster and loads it, softly humming a hymn to himself while his eyes scan the area for danger.

perception: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (8) + 12 = 20

Ravenor nods at Thrugg's words "Indeed, I must agree with you that was a very fine beard on her. However, human females can be touchy that way regarding their facial hair. I would advise to stick to compliments about their figure or clothes instead next time."

Upon hearing Kasadei's comment that the faithful of Sarenrae are scattered, he grimaces No central location, all in small groups. Easy pickings. I wonder if there is a specific grudge agaisnt Sarenrae at work here or are they merely targets of convenience.

Ravenor fastidiously checks his pistol before holstering it. "Well, no harm checking out this shrine first. We can always speak with Sarenrites later if this leads no where."

diplomacy: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23
23+8=31. Just nice

Attempting to placate the offended woman who Thrugg managed to turn purple, Ravenor winds up spending more time with the locals and ends up getting hassled by an old dwarven man dressed in rags with a scraggly beard.

"Aye, guv, ol' Antbeard seen what yer speakin' of. Saw me a demon, I did. Weren't drunk or nothin', I swear by th' Father. It had a human in its arms, or somethin' like a human -- mebbe elf, mebbe orc, mebbe tall dwarf -- I ain't gettin' close enough to that to get a better look! But I saw it flying into a hole in th' roof of th' old Sun-lady's shrine, er, what's the name -- Sarah-ray? Th' abandoned one over on 13th. Two nights ago, I think?" He scratches his lice-ridden head and squints thoughtfully.

Politely attempting to avoid physical contact in fear of lice or desna-knows-what-other-transmittable-diseases, Ravenor is nonetheless intrigued by the dwarf's words. "Two nights ago...that would be the same night the most recent murder took place. Thank you sir dwarf, Desna bless you for your time."

Actually, if I count everyone's attempts as a +2 to my roll (including Kasadei's), we would just hit the DC30 check. However, I would only respond accordingly if the GM is ok with that.

diplomacy: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22

After the kids speak to Cott, they run over and repeat the story to Ravenor much to his amusement. However, he fails to learn anything new from the children.

"I agree Mr Cott, perhaps we should speak with the local church and see what the faithful have to say"

Ravenor nods grimly to himself at Lauranna's explanation Hmm, Lord of Lies and Murders...hedge fund managers....that makes sense

The captain's remark breaks him out of his musings, and Ravenor replies sternly "Well Captain Heidmarch, I find that it pays to not count our chickens before they hatch. Regardless, the church of Desna cannot stand by idly while our ally brethren of Sarenrae are being targeted by some madman. These financial people will go to any lengths to secure their annual targets."

He pauses for a moment as he considers the suggestions of the party at hand "Perhaps we can meet with the local church as well, and determine if there are any possible enemies that might have reason to target the faith of Sarenrae."

knowledge (religion): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14

Rolvark who has been sitting in silence this whole time leans forward and stares at the drawing in silence but is unable to place it. Irritated, he attempts to suppress a scowl as he turns to Lauranna "So? Out with it girl. What is it?"

A tall, stern looking man appears behind both of the newcomers. He strides into the room with an air of disdain, slightly favouring one leg while, his walking cane makes a sharp rapping sound with each step. He is garbed in a rugged and worn hat, exploration outfit and greatcoat, contrasting against the elaborate and well maintained breastplate, walking cane and pistol that is partially obscured by the coat.

He eyes everyone in the room for moment before speaking ”Greetings. My name is Ravenor, a humble servant of Desna.”

As the hawk taps the window again, Ravenor irritably walks over to the window and opens it before making himself comfortable in a seat to await the Venture Captain. ”Whose familiar is that?

Sorry for the late response. This is batpony’s friend here, level 5 inquisitor.

Sorry to keep you waiting DM!

Player Name: nejustmo
Character Name: Ravenor Ravenor Trevelyan
PFS#: 230720-3
Faction: Liberty's Edge
Day job: n/a

email: justintan1985@gmail.com

Thanks Gillii! I'm good to go now.

And based on the posts so far, Janira should be alive. She only took 7 points of damage, then Ravenor gallantly (or stupidly) drew the minotaur to him instead.

Happy new year guys! Also to answer your question Gilli, with 8 points of healing so far I'll need another 9 to be restored fully. So am thinking probably 1-2 more charges of some CLW goodness?

Ravenor slowly opens his eyes. For a moment he was sure he was in the halls of Desna, but he can feel the grass under him, slick with water and blood. He sees Janira still alive and sighs in relief "Mistress Janira, I trust the minotaur did you no lasting harm?"

He tries to summon the strength to rise, but can barely raise his head. He spots the undine holding his wand "It seems I owe you a debt of gratitude friend Gilli. And once more I must request your aid so that we may finish our venture and ensure your kin in the cave is unharmed."

I'm ok to explore further or end it here. Don't want to drain that wand too much. Just get me standing and I'll be good to go

So sorry to hear that Aosrax. Hope you've recovered...from both the pnuemonia and the IRS (not sure which is worse).

Also, FYI I'll be travelling over the next couple of weeks and my posting may be erratic. Will keep it up though! (Assuming Ravenor survives lol)

stablise: 1d20 ⇒ 13

Ravenor falls to the ground, the minotaur too much for him. As his vision blurs, then darkens, only one thought runs through his mind

Desna, don't let it end like this..."

Axe attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13

Axe Attack 2: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9
Gore attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

Sorry GM, but I dont think any of the minotaur attacks would hit AC 19?

Upon the minotaur closing in on Ravenor and engaging him in melee, Ravenor abandons his pistol and draws the magical blade the group found in the caves earlier, taking a step forward and slashing at the beast desperately.

At least I've drawn the beast away from Janira, now I need to survive it too...

attack longsword+1 vs std AC: 1d20 + 4 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 4 + 1 + 1 = 22
damage longsword: 1d8 + 2 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 2 + 1 + 1 = 8

GM, did u see my previously posted action for round 2?

"Face your doom beast!" Ravenor booms, hoping to distract the minotaur from Janira as he reloads, aims and fires again at the beast.

attack Touch AC: 1d20 + 8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 8 + 1 = 17
pistol: 1d8 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 + 1 = 3

Gonna post my action first to speed things up.

1d20 ⇒ 14

What is the difference between reporting during Game day? What are boon rolls and how does it work?

GM, just want to point out I can't actually see which names are bolded.

Also, for the bridge is there any acrobatics check or is it considered difficult terrain?

"Janira! Come to us! Aid is here!"

Ravenor, upon seeing Janira still being pursued by the minotaur, runs forward pistol in hand recklessly in an effort to reach the combatants as soon as possible. "Hold on Janira! Aid is coming!"

Running as a full round action to move x4 my speed