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Hey team! Sorry about the lack of updates - Paizo’s outage unfortunately was combined with some issues here at work and I’m having to put out some fires. I should go back to normal posting next week. Please feel free to bot me!

Hey team! Sorry about the lack of updates - Paizo’s outage unfortunately was combined with some issues here at work and I’m having to put out some fires. I should go back to normal posting next week. Please feel free to bot me!

The sheet is updated. Thanks for having me. :)

Reingard is a sacred huntsmaster inquisitor with a pet allosaurus. He's a melee combatant, basically, that enlarges and to fight. He comes with some spells and skills, but nothing much. He can throw a cure light wounds here and there if needed.

Reingard grunts, feeling like he was repeating himself. In truth, he was simply grumpy most of the time, almost savage - if it wasn't for the religious studies, he probably wouldn't even be able to read.

Well, like I said... I'm Reingard. Reingard Voult. I bring with me the faith in Gozreh and my gracious animal companion, Petunia the Allosaurus. She is still a toddler, you see - she won't do anyone any harm, unless told so.

He crossed his arms.

Anyway... We did a mission in Galt, and in its success the Venture-Captain sent us for our Confirmations. And here I am for mine.

Reingard arrives late, clearly sweating tired. The inquisitor looks like anything but a lawfully religious man: the ulfen carries tribal painting and symbols, and his rugged expression is more of that of a druid, hunter or ranger. He uses a collar with fangs, clearly from megafauna animals that are quite rare anywhere else.

I apologize, but it seems I am late as well. - says the very large man, in a polite tone that doesn't seem natural to him - It seems the local stable has issues with my dear Petunia, so it took me a while to convince them to let her stay there for our meeting here.

He approached the others, pulling his long black hair back in a ponytail.

I am called Reingard Voult, Sacred Huntsmaster of Gozreh, and I'm here for the Confirmation. - finally introduced himself.

Sorry guys! Didn't notice we had started already.

Thanks for the invite! I’ll update all details early this week.

Human Inquisitor 1 (XP 1)

Reingard is a sacred huntsmaster of Gozreh. He's a "druidish" inquisitor with morningstar and shield that grows while fighting and carries around his pet allosaurus, the adorable Petunia.

Thanks for the invite!

Hi GM! Reingard is a sacred huntsmaster inquisitor 1, applying here with his adorable companion Petunia.

Hi,

I'm posting this on all my PbPs, as player or GM - I had a family emergency last Monday, due to an accident, and had not been able to post or even communicate of my absence. In parallel, as a consequence of the situation not improving, my undivided attention on such matter will be required on the months to follow and, therefore, I'm stepping out of most of my activity online. I apologize for the inconveniences it might cause and I wish you all the best, and fun on your games. Thanks all for the understanding and for the opportunity to play with you.

The Chess / adsapiens

Reingard and Petunia move towards the cat-like creature, almost at the same time, and try to attack it.

Reingard (Morningstar): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23
Damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10

Petunia (Bite): 1d20 + 3 - 1 ⇒ (9) + 3 - 1 = 11
Damage: 1d6 + 2 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 2 + 3 = 6

Good job, guys. - says the Inquisitor, quickly continuing - The haunt will reform over time, though, since it wasn't put to rest. We need to press, or we will see the same evil again.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15

He pushes Petunia to move and gets the other vial, as he notices the light shining south.

Yes, these... Lights... Seem to be guiding us. No better clue to follow, so... - and the Inquisitor goes towards the light on the hallway with his companion.

Knowledge (Religion): 1d20 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 + 2 = 16 Monster Lore

There's a haunt here! - says the Inquisitor, gesturing for Petunia to stay out - It needs to be put to rest. Your fire might work, but it might just worsen things.

He turns to the room and its figures, speaking loudly.

What shall calm you, spirit? The inquisitor of Gozreh asks!

Reingard and Petunia stay following right behind Etham. The dinosaur tries to use her Scent to give her clues of what could be ahead.

Should I roll Perception, maybe?

Reingard follow with the group, keeping his weapon and shield at hand - and bringing Petunia by his side.

Reingard pulls Petunia to the side and hugs the dinosaur, promising her a good steak once they hit back town.

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Finally, back to town and after a while, they got another letter - and the Inquisitor immediately got curious about this "Monolith" monument.

I can't see the new map, by the way

Reingard and Petunia move to attack the undead creature.

Morningstar: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24
Damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10

Confirm Crit: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7
Damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

The dinosaur power attacks.

Bite: 1d20 + 3 - 1 ⇒ (3) + 3 - 1 = 5
Damage: 1d6 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 + 2 = 6

Reingard and Petunia moving right behind the oracle and the occultist. The inquisitor prays to Gozreh as they move, muttering words of Life. His hands shake, as if ready to let go of positive energy - but he doesn't exactly do anything immediately until they better assess the situation.

Survival: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11
Knowledge (Religion): 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 22 Another +2 for identify weaknesses
Sense Motive: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14

I see no signs of wildlife here... - the religious man, working the domain of Plants, seems clearly sad - And there was a haunt, previously active, here, although now it seems to be dormant. Be careful, my friends. - says the Inquisitor of Gozreh.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26

As they move down the path, Reingard tries to stop the others.

Wait! There, I see ethereal claws forming in the tree branches! We're in the presence of evil.

The human signs Petunia to be ready, and gets ready himself.

Reingard waits for the over-excited professor to respond the questions and talk about his... Ectoplasm... While getting ready. The inquisitor wasn't particularly fond of agitated animals, but liked ghosts even less. He took his time to pet Petunia and try to calm her down, somehow trying to tell her what to expect.

Reingard starts looking around, signing Petunia to do the same. He moves towards the side room.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13
Perception (Petunia): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21 Scent, Low-light Vision

Reingard moves to attack a farther beheaded, while he points Petunia to finish out the closer one.

Morningstar: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 4 + 1 = 11
Damage: 1d8 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 4 + 1 = 10

Petunia full attacks.

Bite: 1d20 + 3 + 1 - 1 ⇒ (2) + 3 + 1 - 1 = 5 PA
Damage: 1d6 + 2 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 + 1 + 2 = 9

Claw 1: 1d20 + 3 + 1 - 1 ⇒ (19) + 3 + 1 - 1 = 22 PA
Damage: 1d4 + 2 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 + 1 + 2 = 8

Claw 2: 1d20 + 3 + 1 - 1 ⇒ (18) + 3 + 1 - 1 = 21 PA
Damage: 1d4 + 2 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 + 1 + 2 = 6

Using his Combat Reflexes, Reingard attacks the two beheaded that enter his square.

Morningstar: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19
Damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11

Morningstar: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10
Damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10

Reingard enrages with the song and attacks.

Morningstar: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 4 + 1 = 16
Damage: 1d8 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 4 + 1 = 12

He five-foot-steps to an adjacent square. At his command, Petunia also enrages and full attacks.

Bite: 1d20 + 3 + 1 - 1 ⇒ (12) + 3 + 1 - 1 = 15 PA
Damage: 1d6 + 2 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 + 1 + 2 = 11

Claw 1: 1d20 + 3 + 1 - 1 ⇒ (16) + 3 + 1 - 1 = 19 PA
Damage: 1d4 + 2 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 + 1 + 2 = 9

Claw 2: 1d20 + 3 + 1 - 1 ⇒ (17) + 3 + 1 - 1 = 20 PA
Damage: 1d4 + 2 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 + 1 + 2 = 8

Knowledge (Religion): 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15

These are beheaded. - Reingard speaks - Undead floating heads. Some of them have special abilities, like screaming or grabbing... But mostly they're just bumping sacks of dead meat.

Will (Reingard): 1d20 + 4 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 + 4 = 18
Will (Petunia): 1d20 + 2 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 2 + 4 = 15

Reingard grunts at the robed figure, almost instinctively ignoring it. Even Petunia seems to briefly sniff and then turn his head, looking around the rest of the room. The inquisitor approaches carefully to inspect the skeleton.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25

Not sure if it's relevant, but Petunia has Scent

Reingard just moves ahead and pushes the doors, bringing Petunia with him.

I am not much the one for elegance. - says the Ulfen Inquisitor - We need to move.

Strength: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15 If needed

Reingard greeted the other pathfinders, but kept his silence the rest of the time. His pet Petunia, the dinosaur, had a bit of a cold on the past few days and he was worried.

I posted with Reingard at the Discussion too.

Name: The Chess
PC: Reingard
PFS # 36459-5
Faction: Dark Archive
Day Job: None

All good here as well.

Thanks for hosting, Qstor!

Reingard shakes his head in agreement with Tinker and Lucien, as he speaks to the Venture Captain. Petunia seems agitated, but the Inquisitor pats the dinosaur's head to calm her down.

Agreed, brave warsinger. - says Reingard to Valyssa, trying to mean it as a compliment.

He then follows with Celestin and the others towards the house, being followed closely by Petunia. Reingard wasn't no specialist on the social skills, and preferred to leave the diplomacy for the others. He was much more primitive and religious.

For me, we can head back to the village, to the house of "Armeline" (the one he will point to us)

Reingard just gently pats Petunia, throwing her a small stick she goes catch. For times he just shakes his head - as if considering Lucien childish - and throws smiles to Tinker when the Sylph turns his back.

Reingard enlarges himself, feeling the raging song get him even stronger, and attacks the skeleton in front of him with his morningstar.

I'm attacking the one more to the north. My AC last round was -2 because of charge; it's now -2 again, but because of my size and loss of DEX

Attack: 1d20 + 4 - 1 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 4 - 1 + 1 + 1 = 18
Damage: 2d6 + 6 ⇒ (4, 4) + 6 = 14

After his attack, he five-foot-steps back to open space for his companions.

Petunia, on her side, does a quick step diagonally and unleashes her full attack against the other skeleton. She's also benefitting from the raging song, and power attacks.

Bite: 1d20 + 3 + 1 - 1 ⇒ (2) + 3 + 1 - 1 = 5
Damage: 1d6 + 2 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 + 1 + 2 = 8

Claw 1: 1d20 + 3 + 1 - 1 ⇒ (12) + 3 + 1 - 1 = 15
Damage: 1d4 + 2 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 + 1 + 2 = 6

Claw 2: 1d20 + 3 + 1 - 1 ⇒ (9) + 3 + 1 - 1 = 12
Damage: 1d4 + 2 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 + 1 + 2 = 8

Both Reingard and Petunia will "half-charge" as a standard action

The Inquisitor sees the undead and his instincts immediately kick. He warns the rest of the party, Undead!, then signs to Petunia to attack a side skeleton while he goes for the center one.

Attack (Reingard): 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 4 + 2 = 18
Damage (Reingard): 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12

Attack (Petunia): 1d20 + 3 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (13) + 3 + 2 - 1 = 17 PA
Damage (Petunia): 1d6 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 3 + 2 = 10 PA

I guess we're done here, guys. Let's get moving. - says the Inquisitor, before turning to Bertinard - What hag cult are you talking about?

While he scouts around the place, he signs to Petunia to do the same. Her Scent ability gives her a small extra edge, but he doesn't think they'd find much anyway.

Should we scout a little ahead? - says Reingard, being himself and Petunia a lot more comfortable in the wild than his companions. He wouldn't admit, but he even enjoyed being dirty.

Knowledge (Nature): 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15

It's a leshy... - says Reingard to the group, trying to pay closer attention to discern what type of leshy this is.

Is it a Gourd? Leaf? What do I know about it?

Yes, let's proceed. - says Reingard, patting Petunia to follow them.

@GM: I apologize, I wasn't aware of it! This messes up a lot with my build. Please consider I'm using a Morningstar, instead. I already fixed the map accordingly. The damage should be only 11 on this case (it's only 1d8 instead of 2).

Will: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

Will (Petunia): 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19

Reingard fears, but even shaken he tries to advance. He signs for Petunia to engage one of the enemies and he goes for a bigger one.

Attack (Mammoth Lance): 1d20 + 4 - 2 ⇒ (16) + 4 - 2 = 18 Shaken
Damage: 2d8 + 4 ⇒ (7, 6) + 4 = 17

Attack (Petunia Bite): 1d20 + 3 - 1 ⇒ (15) + 3 - 1 = 17 Power Attack
Damage: 1d6 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 + 2 = 10

Thanks! Not sure how to do that. Reingard and Petunia should usually be right behind the front line of our party (second line).

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23
Perception (Petunia): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22 Low-light Vision, Scent

Reingard stays by Tinker's side, petting Petunia but looking with curiosity. He didn't share his companions' paranoia, but felt the mistrust on the air.

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13

Wisdom: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10

Reingard was as clueless as the huntsmaster could be. He shook his head in agreement with Celestin and Lucien, and finally muttered some words.

We should definitely go check the other spots. I don't have many knowledge of my own on these matters, but what Voices pointed seems to suggest Lucien is right, like some sort of ritual.

Religion: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 2 = 13
Craft (Pumpkin): 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (19) - 2 = 17

Without any aptitude at all - but identifying the symbol over the robes - the Inquisitor tries to be as artistic as he can. As he drops out the rests of the pumpkin, he makes sure to feed them to the always hungry Petunia.

She helps clean, you know. - he said, not too loudly, trying to pay attention to the conversation.

Reingard pulls a glass and drinks, shaking his head. He loved a good strong drink, but didn't have one for a while.

No, not for you, Petunia. - he told his companion - You know it doesn't go well on your delicate belly, dear.

When the Sylph prepares to leave, he organizes his belongings and follows him.

Reingard follows the others to the inn. He keeps Petunia under his eye, as if uncomfortable of leaving her alone.

Where are we coming from?