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That was fun!

Ending his stance, he'll swiftly lay on hands himself, relieving his sudden fatigue, before dashing off to the other side of the room.

LoH: 5d6 ⇒ (5, 1, 3, 6, 5) = 20

Hustling over into the mist, he'll take a deep breath before entering the mist unsure if holding my breath will help or if cloudkill permeates into the skin but Rogar wouldn't know

Fort Save in case holding breath doesn't help: 1d20 + 12 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 12 + 2 + 2 = 35

"Mmpmphhh mphmhmp" He'll motion to Boswick, motioning to Charvion, and then smack his fist against his head, smiling.

Most likely just headbutting a body after Boswick's attack, mama mia!

By the way, sorry I don't use Dwayne much, being a CR3 creature, something at this level looks at him wrong and then he dies and I take penalties for a month. He mostly hangs out in the dirt making sure nothing sneaks up on the group.

Rogar, enters a defensive stance, will then headbutt the wizard a couple of times, the meaty thwacks silent.

Headbutt + Haste + Stonestrike: 1d20 + 14 + 1 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 14 + 1 + 3 + 2 = 34
Damage: 1d4 + 11 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 11 + 3 + 2 = 20

Hasted Headbutt + Haste + Stonestrike: 1d20 + 14 + 1 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 14 + 1 + 3 + 2 = 26
Damage: 1d4 + 11 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 11 + 3 + 2 = 18

Headbutt + Haste + Stonestrike: 1d20 + 9 + 1 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 9 + 1 + 3 + 2 = 34
Damage: 1d4 + 11 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 11 + 3 + 2 = 19

+1 from haste, + 3 from stonestrike, +2 from defensive stance

Oh yeah, I guess you guys missed out on my great quip

Rogar, rather than blindly run across those black grasping tentacles, will click his fancy boots together, transforming into a lightning bolt and thundering across the battlefield, slamming into the back wall and transforming back into his blocky self.

Turnin' and grinnin' at his allies, "Hah, betcha didn' see that comin," then growling at Charvion, "Ya've double crossed us, bastard, Torag'll crush ya and I be his hammer"

Boots of Lightning Leaping, turning into a lightning bolt, travel 50 feet, can also do damage to enemies but choosing to ignore that option instead using it as a form of travel. Standard to activate boots, move action to draw my longaxe, incase I didn't have it drawn for some reason

I can't really help, so I'm not going to run in there just yet, no sense in taking 9d6 damage for nothing.

Rogar cheers his allies on, knowing there is nothing he can do to help the situation.

delay for now, sorry team, if someone has a suggestion, by all means, I'll be traveling for work today so, bot me if you need to GM, if that means I move in and take 9d6 damage, that's cool, I don't mind

Rogar is always power attacking, he kind of has a crap to hit, I should have spent my gold before coming into this mission, I haven't played him in just about 2 years. Still getting into the hang of things.

Is there a way for me to soak up some tendrils so Voros doesn't take any?

Looking around at his companions, shouting over the din, "Does smashing it work?"

I have a wand of Lesser Resto with 4 charges

Digging a wand out of his bags, he'll produce it, saying gruffly, "Use this first,"

Lesser Resto: 1d4 ⇒ 2

I'll take your 3 castings and my 1, off my wand, saving your scrolls and prepared spell

No, he wouldn't want to provoke an AoO, he's losing strength fast.

AOO +1 vicious Long Axe -Str Penalty: 1d20 + 13 - 7 ⇒ (17) + 13 - 7 = 23
Damage - penalty: 1d12 + 15 + 2d6 - 7 ⇒ (5) + 15 + (4, 5) - 7 = 22
vicious: 1d6 ⇒ 5

-7 really is making it hard to hit, heh

Grumbling as the Shadow drains the very essence of his strength, cursing to no one in particular he’ll try and swing his vicious long axe at the foes.

+1 vicious Long Axe + Stone Strike - Str Penalty: 1d20 + 13 + 3 - 4 ⇒ (9) + 13 + 3 - 4 = 21
Damage + SS - Penalty: 1d12 + 15 + 2d6 + 3 - 4 ⇒ (8) + 15 + (3, 6) + 3 - 4 = 31

+1 vicious Long Axe + Stone Strike - Str Penalty: 1d20 + 8 + 3 - 4 ⇒ (5) + 8 + 3 - 4 = 12
Damage + SS - Penalty: 1d12 + 15 + 2d6 + 3 - 4 ⇒ (1) + 15 + (6, 6) + 3 - 4 = 27

Nodding to his friend as he sinks below the earth, ”Its all clear, lets move friends, “

Proceeding cautious, he’ll nod to Boswick, agreeing to check out the slabs.

Tossing the goblin's body aside, into a corner somewhere, he'll lay on hands his Earth Elemental buddy, speaking in Terran to him as he does so.

Lay On Hands: 5d6 ⇒ (2, 5, 2, 4, 6) = 19

"Farið og útsendari fyrir okkur, meld í steininn og láta mig vita hvað er þarna úti."

Joining the rest of the group, "Hah, that was fun, Alie, do ya think ya could shrink us, its a bit cramped in here," Looking around, "Dwayne will scout for us, he can usually feel whats out there if ya want to give him some time,"

Dwayne can swim through the stone/earth and has tremorsense 40 ft, makes a pretty decent scout, can't really tell me what is beyond walls only if there is the presence of things touching the ground.

Rogar, stuck and squeezing in these tight corridors, will attack the only foe he sees, a Goblin, bedecked in red attire.

”Get ovah here ya little Gobby,”

Headbutt + Goblin Hate + SS: 1d20 + 14 + 1 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 14 + 1 + 3 = 28
Damage: 1d6 + 12 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 12 + 3 = 16

Headbutt + Goblin Hate 2 + SS: 1d20 + 14 + 1 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 14 + 1 + 3 = 31
Damage: 1d6 + 12 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 12 + 3 = 20

Sorry guys, I'll try and post soon.

Aoo first

Attack: 1d20 + 13 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 13 + 2 = 16 Splendid
damage: 1d12 + 15 + 3 + 2d6 ⇒ (9) + 15 + 3 + (1, 1) = 29

Rogar grumbles something about damn moving targets, will provoke an AoO from the dragon, to fly up next to him and chop him with his long axe. His fatigue has set in from ending his stance early.

Attack - fatigue: 1d20 + 13 - 2 ⇒ (1) + 13 - 2 = 12
damage: 1d12 + 15 + 2d6 ⇒ (5) + 15 + (2, 3) = 25

Ouch, double ones, Rogar loses some 20 hitpoints, dropping back down to 118 when he ends his stance. He'll probably take a hit here form the dragon, he does have DR 5/Adamantine

Rogar will have also drank his potion of fly, he'll follow right alongside Boswick, charging the dragon, adding stonestrike to his Longaxe, when he lands, he'll enter his defensive stance before attacking.

Longaxe + DS + SS: 1d20 + 13 + 2 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 13 + 2 + 3 = 24
Damage: 3d6 + 15 + 3 + 3 + 2d6 ⇒ (2, 2, 6) + 15 + 3 + 3 + (1, 6) = 38
vicious: 1d6 ⇒ 1

"Ya got nuthin' dragon, ya gonna die here!"

1d12 goes to 3d6 right or is 2d8

How far is it from Rogar?

Pounding his head on Boswick's armor, "Haha YAH! Ai'm ready, you ready? Let's crush this Bos!" He'll run along side Boswick into the belly of the beast or in this case, its Maw.

Because Dwayne is within 30 feet of me, I have Resist Acid 5, oddly circumstantial buff right there

You're call Alie, those are big scrolls aren't they, the Mass Enlarge I'm sure would be nice for us three heavy hitters

Gruffly joining the rest of the group, he'll pull ihs trust mug out, filling it will beer, drinking it down while the battle rages around him.

"Aye, tha shadow lodge is real, and there's a dragon ta kill, best not let no whippasnappa die ta it,"

Angered and sputtering as the Goblin spits his filthy teeth at him, he'll activate a quick stonestrike and continue headbutting this goblin into the ground, grinding his teeth in frustration.

Headbutt + Stonestrike + Prayer + Hate: 1d20 + 14 + 3 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 14 + 3 + 1 + 1 = 31
Damage + SS + Prayer: 1d4 + 11 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 11 + 3 + 1 = 16

Headbutt + Stonestrike + Prayer + Hate 1d20 + 9 + 3 + 1 + 1 [/dice: 1d6 + 1d4 + 11 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (4) + (2) + 11 + 3 + 1 = 21

Standing over what is surely the corpse of a goblin, Rogar will look at the Goblin standing on the stall about 20 feet away or so, pointing and yelling at it.

"Ai'mma comin' fer you next,"

Rogar surrounded by Goblins but bolstered by his Dwarven Ally's attack will deliver two powerful headbutts to the red goblin.

+1 Adamantine Boulder Helmet + Goblin Hate 1: 1d20 + 14 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 14 + 1 = 24
Damage: 1d4 + 11 ⇒ (1) + 11 = 12

+1 Adamantine Boulder Helmet + Goblin Hate 2: 1d20 + 9 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 9 + 1 = 28
Damage: 1d4 + 11 ⇒ (3) + 11 = 14

Gobbing a load of spit onto the goblin as he headbutts, "Stay down, ya ruddy monsta'"

Rogar will move out into the open, drawing his longaxe out.

He'll brandish his axe at the goblins, yelling at them, as he enters his defensive stance, ready to withstand whatever they can throw at him,

"Aye, ya lily-livered gobbo s&@~e, come and get sum'"

I gain a +4 to strength/Con, +2 to AC and Will Saves, can't move.

Is that one you can cast up in the air and drop it on the gate? Might be enough to crush the gate?"

Rogar will put his back into the weakened gate, joining his companions.

Strength: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12

"I'm a bit hurt, can anyon' help?"

Lay on Hands: 5d6 ⇒ (6, 4, 5, 4, 5) = 24

Guess I could make two attacks, hunh?

Second attack(iterative) + SS: 1d20 + 7 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 7 + 3 = 17
Damage: 1d12 + 15 + 3 + 2d6 ⇒ (4) + 15 + 3 + (3, 2) = 27
vicious: 1d6 ⇒ 1

"damn, bloody gate,"

Saddling up the gate, "Aye, they've called me a gatecrasha before,"

Rogar'll strike at the gate, utilizing his stonestrike to bypass hardness up to 20.

Attack + Stonestrike: 1d20 + 13 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 13 + 3 = 18
Damage: 1d12 + 15 + 3 + 2d6 ⇒ (10) + 15 + 3 + (4, 6) = 38
Vicious: 1d6 ⇒ 3

Rogar'll lower a rope to the poor girl, "Here ya go, hang on," and begin pulling her up. He doesn't mind if she has surrendered her weapons or not. "Ya better have a good reason for us let ya go, otherwise its jail,"

Rogar double moves up, behind Boswick, huffing, out of breath from running across this battlefield, "Huff, good . . job guys, phew that was a tough one"

Dwayne glides up underneath Rogar, staying underneath him.

Rogar places a hand on his stoneplate, concentrating, shortly there after a small earthy humanoid climbs out of his stoneplate, then his necklace with a large grey gem begins glowing a soft eerie green, providing illumination.

Looking at the creature, "Hah, welcome, let's go,"

Rogar will then move up 40 feet.

I updated my hitpoints, since I ended my defensive stance, I lost them 20 hitpoints, temporary increases to con are the worst and make no sense.

Rogar landing quickly, "Aye'right, we gotta get ther' quick like, can we all fly? Ai'll lend my potion fer this to get us there in time,"

Reflex Save: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15

Covered in acid, "Blub, . grub damn acid,"

Rogar will fly up breaking his defensive stance, becoming fatigued along the way. Stopping short of the Red Dragon, 30 ft up, he'll quickly heal himself with a Lay on Hands, relieving his fatigue and healing some damage.

LoH: 5d6 ⇒ (5, 4, 2, 1, 2) = 14

He'll then attack the dragon.

Vicious Long Axe + Prayer: 1d20 + 13 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 13 + 1 = 23
damage: 1d12 + 15 + 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 15 + (3, 3) + 1 = 32

Rogar maintaining his defensive stance, ignoring the fact that he is awash with fire will slash the Yellow Goblin twice, "Damn, dirty goblins, Hngh"

Alchemist Fire: 1d6 ⇒ 3

Attack 1 + Prayer: 1d20 + 13 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 13 + 2 + 1 = 21
Damage + Prayer: 1d12 + 15 + 3 + 1 + 2d6 ⇒ (3) + 15 + 3 + 1 + (3, 1) = 26

Attack 2 + Prayer: 1d20 + 8 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 8 + 2 + 1 = 29
Damage + Prayer: 1d12 + 15 + 3 + 1 + 2d6 ⇒ (11) + 15 + 3 + 1 + (3, 4) = 37

Vicious Damage: 1d6 + 1d6 ⇒ (5) + (4) = 9

Rogar's longaxe bites into his hand as the vicious energies take their toll on his body.

Vicious Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 1

Shouting to Boswick, "Back ta back wit meh!" Rogar'll step toward Boswick before turning and slashing at one Goblin and headbutting the other that dared assault him, entering into his defensive stance as well.

Defensive Stance Attack w/ Longaxe on Yellow: 1d20 + 13 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 13 + 2 = 28
Damage 1 + Vicious: 1d12 + 15 + 3 + 2d6 ⇒ (1) + 15 + 3 + (2, 1) = 22

Iterative with Boulder Helmet on Blue one: 1d20 + 14 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 14 + 2 = 26
Damage 2: 1d4 + 11 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 11 + 2 = 14

Defensive Stance is similar to Barbarian's Rage, +4 Morale to Str/Con, +2 Dodge bonus to AC, +2 to Will Saves, except I can't move now, if I do I'm fatigued for 2x rounds I was in my DS.

Nodding at Alie, he'll look forlornly at his folding chair, "Ai don't have time fer ya Chair, I'll be back fer ya though," turning to the rest of the group, "Do we make a break fer tha lodge?"

Clapping and cheering, "Hah, ya got it Oxi! Proud o' ya, mah boy!" He'll down his mug of ale in one quaff in excitement.

Rogar pulls out some contraption from his bag and unfolds it, revealing his trusty folding chair.

Taking a seat, he'll set his Weapon down beside him, pull out a mug and start havin' a drink.

"Aye, hate me all ya want, I'm here ta enjoy the show," Looking to Boswick and raising a mug, "Come have a pint wit me, my fellow-vertically challenged friend!"

In the same boat as Boswick, I have a potion of Fly, I have Boots of Lightning Leaping, I'd just rather save it for that big dragon. I will use my wand/resources to heal people up after the fight to help make up for my lack of participation :(

Rogar will just ready an attack with his Vicious Longaxe should the Red Black Dragon come within range.

Yelling at the dragons, "Come down here ya yella-bellied lizards!"

Delay for now, I have a potion of fly and boots of Lightning Leaping but gonna give those dragons a chance to land or something

Oh shoot, I missed that they are all three up 30 feet

Rogar'll continue sitting, surly at the spectacle, he'll take a mug out of his bag and fill it from the tap on his other. "Good ta just have a pint while it all blows ovah," Raising his mug to his companions, he'll smile.

I'm traveling for work tomorrow, will be unable to really post from 7:30 AM Pacific Standard Time until about 10 pm PST. If we are all waiting for me at 10 pm, I'll be sure to post.

Frowning at the spectacle, "Tha dead got nothing good ta say, it ain't right,"

Rogar eats from the feast, stuffing some extra food in his pockets for later, "Mmmph yes, good, better than rocks and dirt,"

At the stadium, he'll sit with his fellow Paladin, Boswick.

"Say, Boswick, what do'ya think tha fights are gonna be, today?"

Have to share, I got really worried I'd done this before, that mission briefing had just been so familiar to me.

Turns out I GM'd this 2-years ago, had totally forgot till just now! I vaguely remember it, more I just remember the venue!

I hope that is okay GM, the chronicle was applied to a different character so no worries there.

Rogar, being the trustin' fellow that he is, accepts the fellow Pathfinder's request, "Aye, tha lest we can do is watch ya friend fer ya, it'd be aour honor".

Nodding at Saresh, "Aye, been ta too many weddin's and party's for the Society," He'll wave his hand, turning his gleaming Marble-Stone Plate into a more Lordly outfit,"That'sa bit betta,"

A ruddy lookin' dwarf strides into the room, his beard a knarled mess, bedecked in a full suit of stoneplate, gleaming like marble, his helmet stands outs as what looks to be a large rock surrounds his head, bits of dust coast his wild eyebrows and beard.

Grunting at the seating arrangement present, he'll push some furniture around to make space and then pull out a folding chair from a bag at his side, flip it out and take a seat. Pulling a tankard off his belt, he'll open a second bag and pull a small tap out filling his tankard with foamy bit of ale.

"Saranrae eh, bunch of sun lovin' hippies. Me, Ai'm jus' a rock lovin', dirt eatin' Lord of Torag, but it's nice ta meet ya. Need a drink? Ai'm sure Ai gotta 'nother cup on me,"

Forgot my day job,

Prof: Bartender + Tavern Vanity: 1d20 + 13 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 13 + 1 = 26