Focus: 1 | Hero Points: 1 | Divine DC: +17 | Male Human Cleric 1 |AC 17| HP 17/17 | Fort: +6 Ref: +5 Will: +9 | Percep +7
GM Doug H wrote:
Weird, thought it appeared next to my name. Hoyt is Vigilant Seal.
Focus: 1 | Hero Points: 1 | Divine DC: +17 | Male Human Cleric 1 |AC 17| HP 17/17 | Fort: +6 Ref: +5 Will: +9 | Percep +7
Striding forward and with quaking legs despite trying to put on a facade of courage, Hoyt strides forward near the front line. "Courage, friends and raise your mugs for the ale will flow!", Hoyt intones as he calls upon Cayden Cailean's toast. (Bless) (Stride - 2 Actions: Bless 5ft. emanation)
Focus: 1 | Hero Points: 1 | Divine DC: +17 | Male Human Cleric 1 |AC 17| HP 17/17 | Fort: +6 Ref: +5 Will: +9 | Percep +7
"Friend Karando, do you know why I'm not as great as Cayden?", Hoyt says as he walks assuredly towards the human champion, "Because I can't heal you for your reckless courage, but he can!" 2 Action Heal: 1d8 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16 "Dammit, Cayden. Keep me alive so I can help everyone!", he mumbles as the watches the large lion come close. "Gods, what hideous teeth. Bet he smells just as bad, too." (Stride, 2 Action Heal)
Focus: 1 | Hero Points: 1 | Divine DC: +17 | Male Human Cleric 1 |AC 17| HP 17/17 | Fort: +6 Ref: +5 Will: +9 | Percep +7
*huff* *puff* *wheeze* Hoyt staggers in after Zig told him the others had already left. "Not as spry as I used to and that was some good tea, to boot!" Hoyt walks over to Zarindlara. "My lady, if you'd let me, the hand of the Accidental God shall bless your weapon." (Casts Magic Weapon on an offered weapon if she so wishes) (Step - Magic Weapon)
Focus: 1 | Hero Points: 1 | Divine DC: +17 | Male Human Cleric 1 |AC 17| HP 17/17 | Fort: +6 Ref: +5 Will: +9 | Percep +7
Hoyt rushes through the tents (Stride, 30 ft), thrusts his left hand forward (Heal, 2 actions) towards Chalek, lets out a loud whistle and sings: "♫ Oh, Cayden Cailean is so great!
Heal, 2 actions, 30 ft range: 1d8 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11
Focus: 1 | Hero Points: 1 | Divine DC: +17 | Male Human Cleric 1 |AC 17| HP 17/17 | Fort: +6 Ref: +5 Will: +9 | Percep +7
"Hey there, kitty. I'm almost sure you can understand me." Hoyt raises his voice, shouting in an attempt to intimidate the big cat. "TIME FOR YOU TO GO...", he raises his rapier, "...OR ELSE!" Demoralize w/language penalty: 1d20 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (1) + 1 - 4 = -2
Somehow, he only sounded menacing to himself. (Demoralize - Strike - Raise Shield)
Focus: 1 | Hero Points: 1 | Divine DC: +17 | Male Human Cleric 1 |AC 17| HP 17/17 | Fort: +6 Ref: +5 Will: +9 | Percep +7
Recall Knowledge Nature: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24 "Is that a... leopard? Odd, there's something about it that I can't quite put my finger on." Hoyt will move over to the large cat (Stride to cat 4). "Better part of valor", he thinks as he uncovers his rapier and strikes! Rapier Strike: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11
"Oh oh", he whispers dismayed.
Focus: 1 | Hero Points: 1 | Divine DC: +17 | Male Human Cleric 1 |AC 17| HP 17/17 | Fort: +6 Ref: +5 Will: +9 | Percep +7
Hoyt slinks by the southern tents, crouching down to make himself smaller and hiding the glint of his readied rapier with his army blanket. (He is using Scout to keep an eye out) "It always comes down to a waiting game. Cayden, bless these souls who are free of forced indenture and are learning that freedom is not free", he prays silently.
Focus: 1 | Hero Points: 1 | Divine DC: +17 | Male Human Cleric 1 |AC 17| HP 17/17 | Fort: +6 Ref: +5 Will: +9 | Percep +7
"You know", Hoyt puts his arm around Varret, his army blanket slung over his shoulder, "We make a great team. Join me for a drink?" "I wonder where that young lady (Chalek) in distress went. I hope she is alright", he ponders.
Focus: 1 | Hero Points: 1 | Divine DC: +17 | Male Human Cleric 1 |AC 17| HP 17/17 | Fort: +6 Ref: +5 Will: +9 | Percep +7
Hoyt calls out to Varret, "Friend Varret, freedom does not come cheap." He thrusts his hand out and focuses on the ranger. His concentration faltering as the flames rise higher on the wagon. "May The Lucky God aid you!", he mutters between gritted teeth. Heal Varret, 2 actions: 1d8 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10 He focuses back on the flames of the wagon and keep trying to put them out. Reflex vs Wagon 2 Fire: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9 "Might need a little help here!", he says between coughs.
Focus: 1 | Hero Points: 1 | Divine DC: +17 | Male Human Cleric 1 |AC 17| HP 17/17 | Fort: +6 Ref: +5 Will: +9 | Percep +7
"Not again!", Hoyt thinks as new flames lick the wagon. He keeps trying to soffocate the fire with his blanket. "And this one has been with me since my army days. *sigh*" Reflex vs. Wagon 2 Fire: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10 "Stand fast, my friends! For Cayden favors the bold!" (Interact/Put out fire - Bless, 2 actions)
Focus: 1 | Hero Points: 1 | Divine DC: +17 | Male Human Cleric 1 |AC 17| HP 17/17 | Fort: +6 Ref: +5 Will: +9 | Percep +7
Hoyt stands up, eyes the burning wagon, whips out his old worn blanket and uses it to put out the nearby flames. "My is this hot!" Reflex vs. Wagon 2: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20 "Is everyone all right?!", he yells before having a coughing fit. (Stand up, Interact/retrieve blanket from backpack, Interact/put out fire)
Focus: 1 | Hero Points: 1 | Divine DC: +17 | Male Human Cleric 1 |AC 17| HP 17/17 | Fort: +6 Ref: +5 Will: +9 | Percep +7
Chalek:" Wolves! Get the... goblins somewhere safe and...!" In the back of a wagon, Hoyt's wonderous midday slumber is cut short. "Wha-what?", he blinks and rubs his eyes. "Egads! was that the scream of a damsel in need of rescuing?! I'm coming, my dear!"
Focus: 1 | Hero Points: 1 | Divine DC: +17 | Male Human Cleric 1 |AC 17| HP 17/17 | Fort: +6 Ref: +5 Will: +9 | Percep +7
Hoyt kneels down near the campfire, extends his hands and begins to tell a series of really bad goblin jokes that would make most audiences groan. Among some of the select morsels told: "So, I found a wizard the other day who specializes in potions and summoning genies... I asked him for a djinn and tonic!", he says winking. He rubs his hands and goes for another. "Did you here about the goblin that got his left arm and left leg cut off?" He raises an eyebrow, seeing if he has their attention. "Well now he's all right!" Performance: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 1 = 20 "I've also got some about elves and dwarves, too, you know!", he says good naturedly to the rest of the party. "They're like troll hide armor. They grow on you!"
Focus: 1 | Hero Points: 1 | Divine DC: +17 | Male Human Cleric 1 |AC 17| HP 17/17 | Fort: +6 Ref: +5 Will: +9 | Percep +7
Hoyt nods, his face losing its cheerfulness and turning serious after heating Ygrig's explanation. "That almost sounded menacing, if I didn't know we were in good, civilized company." His smile quickly returns after that statement. "Ah, drinks. I'll have some rum. You wouldn't happen to have some Southern Squall now, would you?"
Focus: 1 | Hero Points: 1 | Divine DC: +17 | Male Human Cleric 1 |AC 17| HP 17/17 | Fort: +6 Ref: +5 Will: +9 | Percep +7
Hoyt smiles inwardly, "That voice will take some getting used to." "Oh, yes, yes. Of course." He nods to Chalek's words before addressing Ygrig,"When you say family, surely you don't mean the whole camp now, do you?
Focus: 1 | Hero Points: 1 | Divine DC: +17 | Male Human Cleric 1 |AC 17| HP 17/17 | Fort: +6 Ref: +5 Will: +9 | Percep +7
Organized Play Guide wrote: When playing (not GMing) a scenario, they (GMs)can distribute a number of Hero Points equal to their number of glyphs to the other players at the table. Distribute these Hero Points during the portion of the scenario in which players are slotting boons. A player cannot gain more than one Hero Point from the table’s GM glyphs.
Focus: 1 | Hero Points: 1 | Divine DC: +17 | Male Human Cleric 1 |AC 17| HP 17/17 | Fort: +6 Ref: +5 Will: +9 | Percep +7
There is that moment of silence as Hoyt tries to reconcile the dwarf with the voice. He clears his throat. "My dear, friend", Hoyt says addressing Chalek. "You're a man, er, dwarf, of few words, but no worries. I'll speak for both of us", he says with a friendly smile.
Focus: 1 | Hero Points: 1 | Divine DC: +17 | Male Human Cleric 1 |AC 17| HP 17/17 | Fort: +6 Ref: +5 Will: +9 | Percep +7
"Ah, my fellow agent!" Rene Hoyt takes the mug off his belt and lifts it in salute. "No, no goblins yet. And no clientele, either. Hmm... I do wonder what the local drink is here." He crosses his arms in mild disappointment before extending his hand out to Karando Tull. "René Hoyt, at your service!" Hoyt is a man who appears to be in his late thirties, with graying hair at the temples and while still fit, he no longer has the body that he had in his youth. His face is easy-going, even though he does have bags and wrinkles under his eyes.
Focus: 1 | Hero Points: 1 | Divine DC: +17 | Male Human Cleric 1 |AC 17| HP 17/17 | Fort: +6 Ref: +5 Will: +9 | Percep +7
Player Name: Tonatiuh Ramírez
Hello from Mexico everyone. Guess I'll go third in marching order. Hoyt will usually prefer to be in the middle to have mobility.
A man in his late thirties comes in, eyes the crowd and a smile forms on his lips. Quite boisterous, he raps a table while taking everyone in. "Hello, friends! May I get any of you a drink? A bit crowded in here, huh? Oh, where are my manners? You may call me Hoyt. Pardon my intrusion, but did my ears hear something about a trip? Splendid! Now, if you don't mind me being so forward, perhaps you could spare a berth for someone trained in the medical arts. I'm quite competent I assure you. If not, I'll be around if you change your mind." I should point out that while I have played PF2 f2f since October, this is the first time I'm playing by post and first time playing society games. |
