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To boon, or not to boon?: 1d20 ⇒ 18

Razisus will take Pathfinder’s Excellence (Magic) boon. No Day Job.

Thanks for running!

From his vantage in the stairwell, Razisus casts owls wisdom on himself and prepares to follow the others when they enter the room.

Cast, and readied action to move up the steps and into the room when the Pathfinders in front of him enter into the room.

"Shall we ensure that this level is free of Serpents, before we proceed up or down any stairs?" Razisus inquires as he heads toward the door to the south.

The Balrog walks through the mirror.

"It would seem that our Fiery Friend has found a way to another room." Razisus notes. He attempts to follow through the mirror.

"If we could not communicate with each other, it would seem that one of us was in the so-called, 'Lost Room'." Razisus concludes. "As the lot of you did not seem to change locations, I must assume that the traveler was I."

"I suggest that we all try entering the room and locking the door," he repeats. "Once there, if we do not see any sign of Master Shane, we should examine the mirror within. If that does not work, then we repeat the experiment, leaving one outside of the locked room in the hope of observing a shunted Master Shane there."

The Balrog looks around the room, but no one seems to have any idea how to proceed, so he returns to the hallway.

A few moments later, Razisus unlocks the door and emerges from the room as if he had always been there.

"I awaited your call, My Fiery Friend, but it never came." Razisus explains to the Balrog. "I found no sign of Kreighton Shane. I was all alone in the room until I unlocked the door."

Listening to his allies presumed response, the cleric notes."We were told to work together and that it was gathering of us all that shunted Master Shane to another room. Let us all gather in the room together and lock the door. Perhaps, that will shunt Master Shane into a space that we can more easily access."

Razisus closes and locks the door to F8. The Balrog then opens it from the other side. To his surprise, the door opens easily. All the furnishings look identical, but neither Razisus nor the key are there.

"The fiery one is onto something. If the room across the hall is closed, but this door is open, then the closed door hall will appear in the mirror here. So, if I unlock the door across the way, I will 'unlock' the door in the mirror. And once I 'open' the door in the mirror, perhaps those already in the room with the mirror can 'walk through the open door'?" Razisus ponders aloud.

After enjoying a moment of privacy, Razisus invites the others into the room (F4). "Keep an eye on the mirror in this room as I again turn the key," he suggests.

"If this doesn't work, perhaps we try simultaneously opening the door to this room from both sides."

"Watch the mirror as I use the key on the lock," Razisus suggests to those in the room with him. He turns the key in the lock of Room F8 and asks others to watch the process from room F4.

"I suspect the key is--well-- key to solving this puzzle.". Razisus suggests. He checks to see if the key is reflected in the mirror of Room F8.

He then removes the key and tries it in lock of Room F4.

Looking at the two sets of rooms and their layout on either side, Razisus concludes, "One side appears to be the 'mirror' image of the other, although I spotted a few notable differences between the pair of northmost rooms." Razizus points to the rooms (F5 & F1). "Could that be the key? Perhaps one of the rooms is simply a reflection--the image of another room in the mirror? What if we each stood at the doorway to one of the rooms and peered across the way to see if our image were reflected in the other?"

So, if we each stand in a room in the doorways of rooms F5-F8 and peer across to rooms F1-F4, what do we see?

Razisus continues his efforts to down the nearest foe.
Melee (heavy mace) v green: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18
Damage (B): 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

"A change of tactics, then." Razisus mutters to himself. He draws his mace and attempts to smash the creature closest to him.
5 ft step
Melee (heavy mace) v green: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7
Damage (B): 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8
Who'd I hit?: 1d6 ⇒ 6

"Yes, hold the line," Razisus urges his allies as he enters into the room and takes up a defensive position. "I have an idea."
Double Move

Appraise: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

"All is known to the Lady of Mysteries, but to me not all has been revealed." Razisus laments.

Razisus casts virtue on himself and tries to enter the room quietly.
Stealth: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

"Fun little walk to northwest next? Then we'd have toured the entire area."

Razizus nod. "Yes, lead the way."

Razisus turns to Balrog. "Act swiftly, My Fiery Friend. And may the Lady of Mystery guide your hand." The cleric cats guidance on the ifrit.
Standard action in Surprise Round.

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

"[smaller]Anyone with some magic to hold the goblet in place, perhaps?" suggests Razisus. "Or is there a capping method to the madcapness?"

"Well that wasn't what I had in mind at all," He mutters in reply. "but blast it, it makes sense."

"Not what you were expecting though, was it, Heathen-of-Graves?" He adds with a dark grin before turning back to ponder the (literally) precarious situation.

"Though undoubtedly foreseen by the goddess, any prophecy of this particular event has not made its way to me." Razisus concedes. "But, the failure is mine and not that of the Gray Lady."

"Perhaps, after this trespass has been dealt with, you and I may confess our own shortcomings to the Lady of Graves together and both seek to make amends with the Mother of Souls, My Friend." Razisus suggests with a grin.

"As for our current predicament, while death can come over one silently and without warning, I have yet to master such skills. If you would have me try and subdue this hostage-taker, then my approach would be one of force."

Spellcasting will definitely draw attention to you, unless you have Silent Spell. If you do this, we will be moving into initiative.

Sorry, missed this in my haste. Razisus will not cast a spell.

Razizus follows the others as they meet up with Madcap.

"We were told that the hostages would all die if we were to attempt a rescue. I have heard of necklaces holding beads that turn into balls of flame." The cleric whispers to his allies. "Could it be that the dangling goblet holds something similar?"

He casts detect magic and tries to focus on the goblet and its contents.

Razizus follows the others as they meet up with Madcap.

"We were told that the hostages would all die if we were to attempt a rescue. I have heard of necklaces holding beads that turn into balls of flame." The cleric whispers to his allies. "Could it be that the dangling goblet holds something similar?"

He casts detect magic and tries to focus on the goblet and its contents.

Spellcraft to ascertain the properties of a magic item if the marble or goblet prove to be magical: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19
If both are magical, he starts with the marble.

Just a heads up to the table. I am attending a local convention this weekend with my son, so my posting may be limited--or even nonexistent--between now and Monday. Please bot Razisus as necessary.

"The mind the goddess has caused me to touch, has approached the front door and is considering spilling a goblet. I cannot discern for certain, but it may be providing a distraction to allow us to approach." Razisus informs his allies.

Razisus concentrates as he relays what he has learned. "The Lady of Mysteries has revealed to me the presence of eleven creatures near the middle of the building. The most intelligent among them is trying to be vigilant in all directions and is wondering when they will be able to leave."

"This leads me to believe that we are most fortunate!" The cleric declares with a laugh. "For, it would seem, at least one of the captives is brighter than the foe we seek to defeat."

Razisus approaches the door. "I may be able to determine how many are being held hostage and, with the blessing of the goddess, the thoughts of our hostage taker."

Unless Razisus knows that the doors/walls are at least 1 foot of stone, 1 inch of common metal, a thin sheet of lead, or 3 feet of wood or dirt, he will cast detect thoughts.

Razisus repositions himself and prepares to swing his mace if an opponent comes within 5 feet of him.
Move

Razisus moves out of the way to give Balrog an avenue.
Move
He prepares to swing his mace if an opponent comes within 5 feet of him.
readied action

Razisus tries to chip away at the statue some more.
Melee (heavy mace) v red: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15
Damage (B): 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10

He then backs away in the hope of not being hit.
5 ft step

Seeing an opportunity, Razisus draws his mace and moves to batter the prone construct.
Move
Melee (heavy mace) v red: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24
Damage (B): 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

"Not much I can do against those neither living nor dead, I'm afraid," mutters Razizus. He casts shield of faith on himself and approaches.
Cast; move (assuming steps are difficult terrain)

Just realized that I had signed up at correctly at level 4, but had not updated the PC's Paizo profile. I have now done so.

Figuring that it can't hurt to test his mettle and aware that one only has so many days on this plane during which to try new experiences, Razisus heads to some of the other events.

At the menagerie and training area, he tries his hand at getting a dog to "heal".
Would prefer to make a "Heal" check, but will settle for Intimidation.
Intimidation: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21

Pleased with his performance, he decides to try to perform some storytelling.
Again, would prefer to make a "Heal" check, but will settle for Bluff.
Bluff: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 2 = 20

Brimming now with confidence, he dares to attempt something more physical, testing his agility near the training grounds.
Acrobatics w/ACP: 1d20 + 1 - 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 - 1 = 2

Realizing that he has limits, he foregoes the trap mastery competition altogether, but gives in to temptation to try his hand at weights.
Strength: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12

Razisus follows the leshy to the sleuthing event.

"Well done, My Friend!" erupts the cleric as he observes Thornrose's success. "Perhaps, I, too, shall give it a go."

"Of course, were this a true crime, I would have more divine tools at my disposal. Thus, I am working with a more limited capacity than I would in teh field." Razisus adds, though it is not clear if he is boasting or simply seeking to lower expecations.

Heal: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23

Razisus near-expertly describes wounds on a fake corpse.

With a rising confidence, Razisus decides next to partake of the lore symposium on the Quadrangle. When one Pathfinder scholar offers a translation of an ancient manuscript describing an auspicious birth having been announced by an angelic host, the cleric chimes in with a correction.
"Though I do not doubt your skill and attention to detail, I would suggest that--in this instance--there has been an error in your translation, for it would seem that you have inadvertantly used the pleural version of the noun rather than the more apt singular. For, while a birth of some significance may indeed be heralded by an other wordly being, such tasks are often the work of a single entity, the Steward of the Skein, rather than a full assembly of such."

Knowledge (religion): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20

"The Grand Convocation! What a glorious gathering of souls!" declares a frail man. Much of his body is bound within tightly-wrapped bandages, most of which can only be glimpsed in part from beneath the folds of his traditional Osirion robes and accessories. A medallion bearing a prominent spiral motif hangs around his neck.

"It is my humble honor to be among those at this gathering." he says with a deep bow. "My name is Razisus and I am the servant of death. No doubt, the Lady of Graves will summon me into her presence before her throne at the Boneyard. Until then, I see fit to cater to those that she has seen fit to summon before me, so as to help prepare them to be ushered into her audience."

"Alas, this day it would seem that our gathering would is more a matter of an exchange of information and a planning for the future--no matter how little of it may be left for any single one of us," Razisus continues, a hint of regret within his voice. "Thus, my services may not be of much need during this event."

FYI- Razisus is a negative energy channeling cleric. He can use wands and scrolls, if provided, but does typically prepare any spells for healing.

Inspired? by Mapcap! Razisus breathes deeply, draws his mace, grabs it with both hands, and charges at Charvion.
Charge, Melee (heavy mace): 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 4 + 2 = 14
Damage (B): 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

Promotional reroll (2 stars)Charge, Melee (heavy mace): 1d20 + 4 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 4 + 2 + 2 = 9

Inspired, indeed.

"If Pharasma wills it, dhamphir, then awaken," whispers Razisus as he channels negative energy to heal his fallen ally.
Negative energy (heal): 2d6 ⇒ (5, 3) = 8

He then moves to another part of the room.
Move

Thanks for "fixing" my post. Been busy so posting from phone and at odd hours.

Razisus calls for Pharmasma's blessing on all his allies.5 ft. Step "south"; please move my token
Cast bless

If necessary...
Razisus calls upon the goddess again, channeling negative energy while excluding his two closest, living allies.
Negative energy (DC 16): 2d6 ⇒ (5, 3) = 8

"Pharasma, let your servant issue your call!" prays Razisus as he bows and steps away
5 ft. Step

He then channels negative energy, excluding his two closest, living allies.
Negative energy: 2d6 ⇒ (2, 4) = 6

"Right you keep that in mind but not today."

She will move to Razisus and jab him with her wand.

"The desires of Pharasma are always on my mind," Razisus replies. "Now, to do my part and see her will done. If she deems me fit, she shall channel through me."

The injured man then rushes into the room to get closer to Charvion.
Move x2

"I await the day when I will be ushered before Pharasma’s throne. I will answer her when she calls, but no sooner." Razisus pauses to catch his breath due to his injuries. "Until that hour, I remain her servant here."

Turning to the Lady Alya De Qill, he turns pensive. "Though her will is not always easy to discern, I know that the bones of the dead are to be afforded proper respect. Thus, I believe the Lady of Graves is calling for this Charvion, the so-called 'Eater-of-Bones', to be ushered ahead of me. Alas, I am unable to provide much assistance to this end at present, but if the goddess be willing, perhaps you may have the pleasure of seeing this man brought before her."
Casting guidance on Lady Alya De Qill.

Razisis makes a run for it. He first offers guidance to himself then others if there is time.

Fort w/guidance: 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 3 + 1 = 5
Fort: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4
Fort: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (20) + 3 = 23

Knowledge (religion): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23

I believe Egavreis is at 13 because he was in channel range.

He may not have been due to the walls. Nevertheless, provided the others keep their distance, Razisus can use a couple more channels to bring him back up.

Channel: 2d6 ⇒ (5, 3) = 8

With the swarms gone, Razisus humbly praises the goddes, then tries to move further into the room.
Double move while moving at half speed
Acrobatics: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 1 = 20
Acrobatics: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 1 = 12

Razisus moves into the room, trying to stay upright.
Acrobatics: 1d20 ⇒ 2
Reflex: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 16

He slips and his moment is stopped. While trying not to hit the ground, he calls upon Pharasma to draw away the life force of the swarms and goblins.
Channel negative energy (30 ft)(Will save DC 16): 2d6 ⇒ (2, 4) = 6
Excluding Lady Alya De Qill from channel (I don't think any other ally is within the burst

Healing wand CLW on Razisus 1d8+1

"My thanks again," Razisus bows humbly.

"I can drain life away from those swarms if I allow myself to channel some of the power of The Lady of Graves." he suggests. "But, I could not hold the goddess' hand against more than two of you."

Razisus can channel negative energy in a 30-ft burst getting the swarms, but his selective channeling can only prevent two others from taking harm.