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Earn Income: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18

Thork Dying: 1d20 ⇒ 12

Thork groans in a cute little lizardy way on the ground, but seems to be over the worst of it. Happy with this, Rikki moves to stand opposite from Isra, focusing his ire on the Purple Goblin.

"Alreet, ya little gobsh*te, i've had more than enough of you." he declares, thrusting forward with his blade.

◆ Hunt Prey
◆ Stride
◆ Strike

Clan Dagger: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20 Piercing: 1d4 + 4 + 1d8 ⇒ (1) + 4 + (2) = 7

"You just made a big mistake, Goblin. Rikki says and he glares into it's eyes, with a flash of movement his dagger stabs and then beats at the goblin who just took down Thork and then is ready in front of the Dwarf to defend him from any possible reactions from the Goblin.

◆) Hunt Prey
◆◆) Clans Edge

Clan Dagger: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14 Piercing: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5
Clan Dagger: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 16 Bludgeoning: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7
Precision: 1d8 ⇒ 2

Rikki will drop his longbow and draw his Clan dagger.

"Once more, with feeling! Rikki will fire at Burny Hands again. He'd grown up around spell-casters and if there is one thing he had learned early on in his fighting career it was to Gank The Mage.

Thorky will spring into action himself, attacking the Green Goblin, as if he was some sort of Spider-Raptor.

◆) Strike!
◆) Command Thork
-Strike
-Strike

Last Command will depend on result of Longbow attack.

Longbow: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15
Piercing: 1d8 + 1d8 ⇒ (2) + (6) = 8

Jaws: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15
Piercing: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9

Talon: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13
Slashing: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8

Precision: 1d8 ⇒ 6

Rikki will eye up the approaching goblins and draw his Longbow, firing it at the chap with the burning hands. These did not seem like very nice goblins. Singing about burning things sort of gave that impression.

◆) Interact (Draw Longbow)
◆) Hunt Prey
◆) Strike!

Longbow: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21
Piercing: 1d8 + 1d8 ⇒ (2) + (7) = 9

Rikki will focus in on the Charlatan and attempt to push him over.

Action Hunt Prey
Action Stride
Action Trip Athletics: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10

Rikki will approach the herbalist.

"I see a kindred spirit it ye. Do you truly think it is right that this man spend his eternity in stone? I have been told that he is an innocent man, but if it happens that he is truly guilty, let him face a natural justice and his body be returned to the worms, so the cycle can begin anew and another chance given."

Nature: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26

"Can always do with adding a bit more of a sting to my dagger." Rikki says, as he too observes the statues, looking for the gentleman that they had been sent to retrieve.

"Good work, Knab. Once I saw what ye were doin' and got that damned thing off my back, well." Rikki shrugs

"We got it done as a team.". That might start to make it up to Knab for Rikki almost killing him earlier, anyway.

Now that the shadow is gone, Rikki will use his deep connection to nature to feel out where the mistakes in the ritual have been made, and try to fix them.

"Get 'im, boy." He hisses a command at Thork to target the Green Shadow, and Thork duly complies.

◆) Nature: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23
◆) Hunt Prey (Green Shadow)
◆) Command Thork
-Stride
-Strike Jaws: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25Piercing Damage: 1d8 + 2 + 1d8 ⇒ (4) + 2 + (7) = 13

Rikki focuses in on the Thing that is attached to him and tries to pry it off with his clan dagger. Thork will also jump in to try to attack it twice with both tooth and claw, desperate to free his master.

◆) Hunt Prey
◆) Strike Attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10, Piercing Damage: 1d4 + 4 + 1d8 ⇒ (1) + 4 + (2) = 7
◆) Command Animal Companion
- Strike Jaws: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17, Piercing : 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7
- Strike Talon: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15, Slashing: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7
-Precision Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 7

Fortitude: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15

Rikki will call upon his ancient blood if he can for +1

Rikki will rush into the room, and into the circle. He grew up around occultism of this sort, he knew how rituals were meant to look on an instinctive, rather than intellectual level. Examining the circle, he tried to figure out what was going wrong with it. Thork would follow him and bounce around the assistant.

↺ (If a spell is cast) Recognise Spell
or
↺ (If a spell targets Rikki) Call on Ancient Blood

◆) Stride
◆) Recall Knowledge (Occult): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16
◆) Command Animal Companion
- Stride
- Support Benefit

Rikki will also stalk ahead, keeping keen eye and sharp nose open for threat to the party.

"Three dwarves, a human and an elf... Rikki says, then shakes his head. No that was silly. He looks over the group he was travelling with.

"Nae, i'm not talking about us. That unlikely match up is hanging out in there with an 'alf-Orc woman, who might be this Tavyar, ya mentioned?"

"What's happ'nin' Rikki asked, poking his head around the corner.

Rikki is looking stoic following his own experience of possession but politely waits for Knab to check the lock before heading in himself to look around for the scrolls.

Rikki runs south, eyes locking onto the undead creature ahead of him. He then whistles for Thorn who jump, skips ahead and bounces around it, brushing past Isra as he does so, so that the feathered little beast is facing it from the south.

Thork chitters with what sounds like laughter before lashing out at the undead, slashing at it with sharp talons on his hind foot.

Action 1: Stride
Action 2: Hunt Prey
Action 3: Command Thork
-Thork Action 1: Stride
-Thork Action 2: Strike!
Attack!: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12
Slashing Damage: 1d6 + 2 + 1d8 ⇒ (1) + 2 + (2) = 5

Rikki jogs in after the others and then whistles for Thork to follow.

◆) Stride
◆) Stride
◆) Command Animal Companion
- Stride
-Perception +4 (Scent)
↺) Call on Ancient Blood

Just posting to confirm I would have voted to stay too, sorry I am very slow on weekends sometimes, I will post once per day but with my timezone and the hiking we go on it will sometimes be less active than you peeps!

Rikki will help pull up the badger and look at the body, his resolve hardened after earlier events. That places like this stood and caused death after death. First this badger and knab almost today. He stroked the dead badgers snout.

"Let's get you home so you can be seen off properly, lad."

"This... I'm sorry, Knab. That was real weak of me. Lettin' some spirit bamboozle me like that. I should be stronger than this." He shook his head and set to searching the room in silence, his thoughts running with what had just happened.

"Yer almost killed a man Rik' are yer sure you should be doing this? Maybe you should just settle at home. Nice easy job down in the caves." He thought to himself.

"But what good would you be doing down there?"

Rikki turns on Tsu with a mad look in his eyes and a little bit of drool on his beard. "destroy" He whispers at the other dwarf before stabbing and then bashing her with it, but being unable to connect with the hasty monk.

Frustrated, he then turns on Knab and stabs the rogue who, maybe concerned for his companion or simply surprised, he gets a clan dagger to the gut.

Attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12 - Miss!
Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13 - Miss!
Attack: 1d20 ⇒ 20 - Crit!
Damage: 1d4 + 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (3) + (6) + 4 = 13 x 2 = 26

Can I use a Hero Point to reroll that last attack on Knab, representing the heroic mental effort to try and adjust his own aim at the last second to save his companion. If so Attack: 1d20 ⇒ 12 - Miss

Will Save: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14

"Let's do this. This badgie has to be around here somewhere, and i'm stuffed if I leave without completing the mission, and recoving the poor wee thins body." Rikki will push the door open with his clan dagger, looking around for the badgie.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17

Thork is as always, at his side sniffing at the air with his powerful nose.

Perception (Scent): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13

"Guess i'll go first then." Rikki says, pushing the door open with his free hand and poking his head around in the room before - if it seems to be safe - heading further into the room.

perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20

"Ach, undead. I hate undead." Rikki will say, moving into the room and slicing at the hands grabbing at Tsu.

Hunt Prey the hands, if possible, one move and then slice with my clan dagger. Ignore the 1d8 if it is precision immune!

attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8
damage: 1d8 + 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (3) + (2) + 4 = 9

"Hullo? Come out, come out whereever you are. Rikki calls out to the room at large, whilst looking at the floorboards to see if there are any sort of tracks they can follow or indication what they are hunting.

Survival: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16

"Ye don't want to throw a weapon in there without knowing what it is, yer could hurt somethin' yer don't want to hurt." Rikki said, preparing to head in himself.

"Let's find that poor wee badgie." Rikki says, starting his own search for the creature with Thork by his side as always.

"Such a grand place, now dead. Soon it'll be demolished the cycle will begin anew. Even the cities have a life of their own, if you know how to look at it the right way." He muses aloud as he looks around.

"And if we can help this hoose or its spirit find rest of their own, all the better."

Dwarves: Racist, or just misunderstood?

Rikki will walk ahead and look around, with his clan dagger out to have a look around the central room.

"Ah, I bet Mr. Stitch feels right at home here." He states as he and Thork explore the area.

"Smell that rot, Thork? I bet that smell delicious to ye don't it wee man."

"So who tidied this place up then?" Rikki asks, suspicious again.

"Either someone is living here beneath all'a oor noses or stitches back there is more of a homebody than we thought." He says, having a look at the Angel Pendant.

"Och, hopefully won't be needin' these any time soon."

"Some kind of shipping manifest. Impressed it survived being sunk, really. This creature is from Nex by the looks of it. I knew it, some sort of magical abomination." Rikki says, continuing to sideeye the ragdoll man. He scratches Thork on the back of the head again.

"I guess we should check out th' cabins on this thing or somethin' then."

Rikki looks disgusted but has a better look around the room, he pulls out his clan dagger as he does so, just to be sure he can act in time if need be.

"It looks unnatural. We should do something about it." Rikki suggests, looking at the Stitchmonster with a sideeye. Has he ever heard of such a thing?

"Footprints. Rikki notes, pointing them out so that the others can see.

"Some sort of creature wandering around on deck in circles. Thork can you see anything?" the Dwarf asks his little dinosaur. Thork will sniff the ground using his Imprecise Scent (30 foot) to see if it can smell anything in the area, other than the group.

Meanwhile, Rikki will try to work out what sort of creature could have made the steps, using his knowledge of the natural world first and foremost. Secret Nature check?

Rikki follows along, shaking his head at the antics of the wee lass about her Elven paramour. What was it about elves that got some people so excited anyway? Too long, too soft and with those weird eyes. It wasn't something he understood from an aesthetic perspective at all. A nice pretty girl like Tsu shouldn't be bothering herself with something like that, nae. What would her clan think? He idly petted Thork whilst running his hand over his own clan dagger.

What would his own clan think about him? Already his mother had been trying to match him up with a good wife. He suspected he'd got himself a reprieve from all that with his stated desire to be an adventurer, but that would be a decade, two at most before they started whispering that maybe it was time for a good dwarf like him to settle down.

"So, sunken ship, aye? Sounds exciting."

"D' any of them have any urgency, otherwise I think it'd be kindest to brin' this fella back from petrification." Rikki notes, thinking through the options in his head.

"Then the badgie needs to be laid ter rest, and we can investigate the stolen scroll 'afore the crooks get away. Hmm, mebbe that should move up th' initiative order." He thinks out loud, eager to take on any of the quests but his logical mind trying to put them in order of import. The others can almost see the gears in his head whirling.

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"Very nice, Tsu." Rikki compliments her form.

Athletics: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18

Rikki attempts to show off his own athletic prowess but can't quite keep up with the monk. After she speeds ahead of him, he takes a deep breath and wipes his forehead.

"Alreet, I think that's enough from me for now. Mebbe next time."

"An animal companion, ye say?" Rikki asks, shaking his head in dismay.

Poor things Humanoid Companion must've got them in too deep. Thork'n'meself'll be happy to help out of course. Have ye heard what it is that it's meant to be haunted by? Would nae want to walk into such a place unprepared. I know a wee bit about dealin' with spirits o'course but th' first thing you learn is to learn what ye can." the Dwarf speaks with small authority on the subject. Whilst he had never got to the level of leading an exorcism of a malevolent entity himself, he had been involved in plenty of occasions in his past where he was on hand to help lay the spirit to rest if the requirement arose.

"An' where is this hoose?"

Disrupting Weapon is good with me, I'm a ranger so can't use them, yet. I am also fine whichever venture Captain as I am verdant wheel who are apparently not here :p

"Dangerous scrolls, aye? Seems there's more goin' on than I was told." Rikki says.

"Plenty ter keep us busy then.

I am in Auckland, New Zealand but generally fairly availiable to post. On opposite time with the UK, though!

"Nae, never been on a boat in my life, Ms. Hornietelle. I was raised up in the five kings mountains, most of my exploration has been of caves and the Verduran Forest. Figured i'd join the Pathfinder Society in order to see more of the world, do what I can to 'shore up the foundations' I think the phrase is. The spirits my people speak to have told me of dark times coming, and I'd like to be strong enough to face them, an' make sure th' world is too" he explained.

"Not that i'll make much difference all by myself, another reason for joining th' society rather than wandering on me lonesome"

Rikki nods at what the wizard was saying, understanding to some degree, but less interested in theory than in action. He twirls his finger around in his beard and bites his tongue looking for a way to extricate himself from the conversation. He then hears Calisro, speaking of a recently discovered vessel.

"Oh, one second Scrollmaster, I think th' good Captain has a job f'r someone of my inconsiderable talents." He interrupts - actually a little bit abruptly - and then turns around to face the Calisro.

"Yer we're saying something about spicy drinks and explorin' a sunken ship or such? Not spent too much time in boats if i'm t'be honest with you, but it's something i'd be keen to rectvivify."

Rikki lines up with the others around the master of scrolls.

"Now, I don't know much about the undead, but if ye want to discuss th' spirits that are animating them - or not as the case may be - I do have a thing or two to tell you." The Rivethun Ranger said, approaching the group.

"I'm not jus' a funny lookin' fella with a wee raptor after all."

Occult: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17

Rikk is fairly tough but doesn't mind going second in the order as he has a bow and a fast dinosaur.

Rikki will bump glasses with Knab, but leave it at that, seeing as he had started a conversation with someone else in the meantime.

As Thork hops up to Tsu and sniffs her, the Dwarven gal lets out a barely audible squee of happiness. Then, as Rikki turns to look at the drinks, he is hit by a barrage of questions.

"What type of adorable creature is he? Or is he a she? And she looks like a lizard, or he does, but also feathery like a bird, so can he fly, or can she at least glide a little? And where does the name Thork come from? And is she a magical creature or is she just around because she's so cuddly and sweet and you just couldn't bear to go anywhere without him?"

"Slow down a second, lass." Rikki said.

"Let me think, I met Thork in a cave I was explorin' a couple of months back. He's called a raptor, they're usually pack animals but this wee one lost his parents to an attack. I called him Thork 'cause it's his name, and he's decided to follow me about." The dwarf whose chainmail was covered in fur and colourful feathers itself said. He scratched his braided beard, pulled something out of it and looked at it with one eye, then stuck it in his mouth.

"Bit o' food I missed. Anyway, where were I. Oh, nae, he doesn't glide, but he's got a good jump on him."