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Sorry! I think Samara would have been indifferent to what we did with the merc unless someone would have suggested that they might get extra reward for bringing him back. But she definitely would have gone to retrieve the manacles, they are high quality!

As for most of the treasure, unless I specifically called something out that Samara wanted because it is 'treasure' (like the silver 7-pointed star), it's worth selling. Because of her rogue weapon specialization, it's not really worth it for me to use the magic short sword due to not getting the unchained rogue finesse bonus damage on it.

"Sometimes they want the people alive more," says Samara, while absently examining the horseshoe that she picked up, "Maybe we will get some reward for getting them alive. That is a thing that would be nice."

I think that the loot from 2016 belongs to DSXMas game which was a different set of characters, I think Kaliri was mine for that one. We'll only want to count loot after 2017.

Samara blinks a few times times slowly at what she sees in the door beyond, and she just quietly pulls the door closed again. She seems a bit pale (or more pale than usual, at least) and she says in a whisper, "I think an illusion is through that door. I do not know magic. That is a thing I do not know."

She gestures Silva forward.

Samara carefully opens the door, trying to remain silent while she checks what's going on in the room beyond.

Stealth: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (9) + 11 = 20

Disable Device:: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (11) + 12 = 23

Samara seems surprised when the lock doesn't just pop open from her lazy jabbing. Apparently these locks actually have a bit of resistance to them! She furrows her eyebrows a bit and gets a little more serious about it.

Disable Device: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (2) + 12 = 14

Samara fiddles distractedly with the lock with her thieves tools. Straw is not really treasure, is it? She bobs her head back and forth slowly, her mind clearly not completely on the task.

Samara describes what she sees quietly: "It is a foyer. With straw stuffed armor." She slips through and checks the door at the other side.

Samara approaches the door indicated and peeks through, trying not to alert anything or anyone who might be behind it.

Stealth: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (16) + 11 = 27

Samara follows Zara at the promise of healing, staring at the cleric intently until her wounds are closed.

Samara presently at 7/23 HP.

"I have tools that can undo locks. That is a thing I have," suggests Samara. "Healing would help."

Samara rubs her forehead where she was struck with a blank expression on her face, "I felt like I was dead. That is how I felt." She turns her eyes slowly over towards Zara and adds, "If I had time and a lab I could convert some of my supplies into airborne toxins." She sighs with regret that she hadn't had such foresight.

I am okay to be herded!

Samara Nolien
Female Chaotic Neutral Elf Rogue, Level 4, Init 4, HP -5/23, Speed 30 feet
AC 17, Touch 14, Flat-footed 13, CMD 17, Fort +1, Ref 8, Will +2, CMB +3, Base Attack Bonus 3
Masterwork Rapier +7 (1d6+4, 18-20/x2)
Longbow (Arrows) +6 (1d8, x3)
Silver dagger +6 (1d4, 19-20/x2)
Studded Leather armour (+3 Armor, +4 Dex)
Abilities Str 11, Dex 19, Con 10, Int 16, Wis 12, Cha 10

The link to my sheet will have details for what I picked up for this level, still not decided on rogue talent, but I'll definitely have a new one picked by the time it's relevant.

"Hurrying is a thing we should-" starts Samara contemplatively as she waits for a decision to be made for her, before she is cut off by a flail to the face, and she goes down like a sack of potatoes dropped down a cliff. Some of her teeth come loose, and she looks quite dead.

But she is not quite dead.

Taking the average HP on the level up.

"Maybe barricade or fall back to a more defensible position. That may be a thing we should do," suggests Samara, gesturing towards the door they came from, but she looks to Nicea for the final decision.

Samara's weapons already drawn, when the voices pick up she decides to hide in the corner to ambush anything who dares come between her and Red Mist.

Samara approaches the southern center middle door, keeping her weapons at the ready in case anything decides to surprise her.

Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23

"We found two goblins which we killed. And a few silver. From the tower, we saw two dead goblins we had not net." She remarks to herself the tension in Nicea, and taps her lips thoughtfully. It seemed to the young elf that if Nicea were kept from violence for too long, she might explode. Thus, as an offering to avoid confrontation, Samara offers: "Let's go together."

She even opens the door, as is her duty.

Samara replies to Davben's question with a shrug. "The benefit of goblin minions might mean you get to kill them when you're mad." She considers the question more thoughtfully after she speaks, and she adds while walking down the stairs to rejoin the others, "Or because you can feed them to something."

"Not useful," says Samara, showing Davben the coins that she found.

Copper: 3d10 ⇒ (3, 4, 5) = 12
20% chance of silver: 1d100 ⇒ 4
Silver: 1d8 ⇒ 4

"Nicea is getting impatient." She says that as if it is a fact and then starts back down the stairs.

Samara wipes her rapier on the goblin's clothes and puts it back in the sheath. The elf checks to make sure that she has a full deck of cards before she slips them into her pouch. She comments absently to Davben, "These might be lucky," and starts taking a look around the place.

To indicate that she is well aware of the irony of her statement, she adds, "A painless death is lucky for goblins. That is a thing that it is."

As before, Samara cautiously positions herself and takes a stab at the distracted goblin before her. The timid elf tries to slide her blade right into the goblin's heart so that it dies quietly and near instantly.

Poker poke: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26
Critical chance: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27
Damage: 3d6 + 4 ⇒ (2, 2, 6) + 4 = 14
critical damage: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

Should both she and Davben be successful, she wordlessly picks up the scattered harrow cards for her personal treasure collection.

Samara nods to Davben and Nicea, and starts back to the stairs to try and sneak up to take them out. She keeps her rapier drawn so that even if the goblins are alerted, she can defend herself.

Stealth: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (16) + 10 = 26

Samara says in answer to being asked to report, "We found some goblins. They are dead." She then nods in response to Nicea's plan, awkwardly trying not to meet that piercing look too directly. "You are right. That is a thing that you are."

Samara shrugs and says to Davben, "Okay." She glances around the room full of pickles quickly and says to Zara, "I am finished here. That is a thing that I am."

She starts back towards the trap door so that they can go join the others. They're surely getting into trouble after so long left to their devices.

Samara lifts the door to enter the room cautiously. If the goblins are sleeping, it will be easy to get rid of them quietly. She gestures for Davben to follow her.

She readies her rapier over the goblin target, waiting for Davben to be in position before very carefully aiming to insert the point into the little monster's heart.

Goodnight Sweet Pickle Prince: 4d6 + 8 ⇒ (5, 1, 2, 5) + 8 = 21

Stealth: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (18) + 10 = 28

Samara nods a couple of times, drawing out her rapier and then very carefully attempting to open the trap door above her so that she can catch sight of what's going on in that room, ready to spring should the situation demand it.

Samara gestures towards the trap door above her and then starts to mime to the monk silently.

First, she points to her ears, and then makes a tearing motion and points up to the trap door above her. She shrugs and shakes her head.

Then she gestures again to the trap door, and makes a miming gesture as if opening something above her (probably the aforementioned trap door). She points towards her ears and gives a surprised expression.

She then gestures down the stairs and puts on an angry expression and pretends to swing an oversized weapon. The elf reverts to a neutral expression and then waves the place she gestured to before on over. She pauses the miming for a moment to furrow her brow in thought and then she mouths the word, 'Or'.

Samara again makes the motion of opening the trap door, goes through the same sequence of miming the people on the other side hearing it and looking over. She then gestures to herself, jabs a couple of times with a pretend rapier, then to Davben, and she makes a couple of punches in the air and throws in a fake headlock for good measure.

Samara takes the dagger offered to her by Davben, nodding once as she examines it. "I will have to try it. That is a thing I will do." She draws her rapier to hold in her right hand, holding the dagger in her left, so that she can more effectively strike from the shadows.

She starts up the stairs to scout it out, taking light steps up to see if she finds anything.

Stealth: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (15) + 10 = 25
Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (4) + 9 = 13

Samara looks back to Nicea, waiting for her to be done pressing her ear to the door before she whispers, "This leads up to the western watchtower. Scouts might be up there."

"If I could have got some of that creature's blood..." Samara mumbles to herself.

She then examines the western door.

Samara opens the door fully upon noting that there is nothing inside and takes a quick look around. She speaks softly, "Nothing alive here."

Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (13) + 9 = 22

If she finds nothing, she checks at the northern door.

Samara glances about and then shrugs at Silva, deciding to neither agree nor disagree with the sorcerer. "If I were a goblin interior decorator I would not try hard."

She waits for the other party members to enter before checking the western door, trying to keep quiet so not to alert anything or anyone who may be inside.

Stealth: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (7) + 10 = 17

Samara piles the swords, shields and short bows, then takes the arrows, the 4d10 silver: 4d10 ⇒ (2, 6, 8, 9) = 25 and 10d10 copper: 10d10 ⇒ (5, 7, 6, 5, 10, 6, 2, 10, 2, 1) = 54 and says, "If anyone needs arrows, arrows are a thing that I have." She leaves the armor, as stripping goblins and bowling them off a cliff seems somehow indecent.

At Silva's suggestion, she nods once and starts westward. She first peers through the open gate before entering.

Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (16) + 9 = 25

Samara lifts a finger and says, "The goblins may have had some valuables. It is easier to get them up here than down there." She peers down as a couple of the goblins find their way down the cliff. She crosses her arms in thought, then approaches to check for valuables on the non-splattered-at-the-bottom-of-a-cliff goblins.

Rapier stab: 1d20 + 7 - 2 ⇒ (14) + 7 - 2 = 19
Ouch!: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9
Dagger carve: 1d20 + 6 - 2 ⇒ (14) + 6 - 2 = 18
Pain: 1d4 ⇒ 1

Samara attempts to impale the goblin in front of her on her weapons and push it aside, "Please stand aside. I need to reposition." If the goblin listens to her request by dying politely, she takes one step northward.

Samara rushes forward and attemps to jab at the goblin ahead with her rapier.

Stab: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9
Damage: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10

Samara raises an eyebrow at Nicea when she talks about kink. Clearly the elf has no idea what the strongwoman is talking about. However, she receives the signal on what to do to get to the other side loud and clear, and since Nicea draws her weapon she does the same, drawing both her rapier and the silver dagger once at the other side.

She inspects the knots out of general curiosity.

Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (4) + 9 = 13

Samara gets a bit distracted by cleaning some rocks out of her shoes to pay too much mind to the bridge for now.

"I do not think the banyonhips are going to explore the beach. That is not a thing that I think," says Samara, having a hard time keeping the name of the things straight with everyone saying different things all the time. "Maybe it's better for Davben to climb," suggests Samara, "So that you don't get ambushed without armour."

Samara does not seem impressed with the wand, handing it back to Silva wordlessly. She says once Nicea is properly underwater, "I think it is better this way. That is a thing that I think. I am not the strongest swimmer." The quiet elf takes hold of the rope so that she can get pulled through when the time comes.

Samara watches as Davben goes, not seeming especially worried about the monk. She reaches her hand out so that she can take a look at the bone wand that nobody seems to be able to identify.

She is indifferent to what kind of magic it might contain, more interested in how much it might fetch.

Appraise: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (4) + 9 = 13

"If goblins climb down, we can slit their throats one by one. That is a thing we can do," states Samara. She gestures towards the coast to the north and says, "We can just follow the edge. Maybe there is something further."

She taps her mouth, considering whether there could be treasure that way.

"The beach is maybe the way we can go," suggests Samara, even though Davben is already heading that way. She fidgets with her belt for a couple of moments and adds, "Did you kill that thing from the water?"

Samara returns to the grotto from the beach. Upon hearing Nicea's voice, she moves towards it and says, "There is a beach over there. That is a thing that I have found. I did not see any treasure there." She is a bit disappointed by this fact.

When Samara finds herself on the beautiful beach and starts to calm down a little bit, she decides against taking a few moments to herself to sit down and enjoy the view only because there is the very real possibility that Davben is being eaten by a horrible sea creature. It was a real struggle to decide. She heads back into the cave, but not before first checking for any treasure out there.

Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (19) + 10 = 29

Can I convert Samara's sheet to unchained rogue? The poisoner archetype still works with unchained, so no details for her character would really change, it would just change her effectiveness in combat.

Samara continues freaking out and being generally useless.

Will Save: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

Samara freaks out, letting out a shocked shout and then she starts flailing away from the thing.

Round of panic: 2d4 ⇒ (1, 4) = 5

She tries to climb right back up where she came from.

Climb: 1d20 ⇒ 1