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Sardon is a fighter leaning to a tank/tripper style, who has been on several adventures (though not this one) and remains first level owing to an astonishing record of sessions not getting posted. Still, he's fun to play.

He does best in a party with one or two other melee fighters, but is adaptable enough to work with whatever group there is.

This guy should be 2nd by now, but I have to check.

Apparently not.
Oh well.

Still good to go if the group needs a little muscle.

Sounds like fun. Sardon steps up.

PMed you this, but for convenience (and maximum saturation)

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Thanks for the run and thanks to my companions for making it good fun.

Dismissing the grease? Now that he's down, it may be hindering us by making flanking difficult more than him? Not sure. He's gonna get 3 AoOs if he tries to get up, though.
Distract: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22
Poison: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11

Sardon takes another slash at the trog, and then moves quickly away from the swarm, moving around to Thaurux. (N NE E E) Hopefully we can pull his own swarm right back over him.

Inspired Flanking Power Attack v. Prone: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (7) + 11 = 18
Damage: 2d4 + 9 ⇒ (2, 4) + 9 = 15

Really unhappy about the swarm, Sardon takes a step to the north, allowing Mahasi to grab the acid flask from his belt.

Inspired Power Attack on Prone Trog: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 10

To the best of my knowledge, no: I didn't trip it, I think it was clear of the grease before Mahasi cast.

Next time you update the map, can we get the greased area?

Surprise round:

As the crocodile comes within his range, Sardon strikes. No messing around with trying to flip the croc over, he simply tries to take the thing out of the fight as quickly as possible.

Invisible Power Attack+Inspire Courage: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24
Damage: 2d4 + 9 ⇒ (2, 2) + 9 = 13

First Ordinary round:

Init: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 1 = 18
Fort: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18

Sardon walks into the room at a casual pace, letting the haft of his guisarme rattle against the scales of armor hanging by his knees. Still invisible, he is making more than enough noise to be heard.

20' move E - E - E - NE

The bard came along as well.

OK. I wondered why Shakespeare was on the map. Now I just want to strangle you. Well played.

That's my kind of sorcerer!

@ PCs (mostly) If I advance loudly, he'll know where I am, but not what I'm armed with, etc. Hopefully, he'll come out to play, and I can get some trip action going. That should give Naiyra the chance to get a sneak attack in, and allow me to get flanking going, as Thaurux (I keep thinking you're Thoreau [/need head examined]) and Mahasi swoop in for the kill. Thoughts?

Sardon takes advantage of his invisibility to scout around the top of the tower, peering into the western archway, avoiding the eastern side.

Giving the rope a tug to set the hook, Sardon stares at it for a moment, and then ties off this end. He contemplates the distance and the height, and decides to leave his armor on.

"I'll pull the rope tight and let it go, twice if all is well," he says, as the sorcerer begins to cast a spell on him.

Slowly he begins to pull himself up the rope.

Climb+4 with armor on means I'll make it no matter what (no autofail on a 1 with skill rolls.)

Reaching the top, he does his best to crawl over the rail quietly.

stealth+20 from invisibility: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (4) + 17 = 21

Sardon walks to the ledge where the eastern side of the tower has crumbled away. He looks out to see if he could possibly hook the rail on the top of the North section of the tower from there.

I was under the impression the stairs collapsed when we were there.

I'm willing to try a belayed approach if the GM says aye, but I'm not fond of reaching the top floor unarmored and alone, relying on my stealth. A DC 30 check tells me there's another way.

Cracks and such in the frog room's ceiling let water in. Any big enough to let Sardon in? Or could be expanded?

I was starting to feel bad for the poor little trog ... but then I inhaled.

Trip: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22
Move SE, S, S, S

Sardon steps into the room, moving to get the creature between him and Naiyra (A 5' step will get you flanking) and takes a swipe at the creature's feet.

Init: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 1 = 13
Fort: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12

init: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 1 = 17

Sardon advances to the square just to the left of Thaurux and takes a slice at the wounded trog.

Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19
Damage: 2d4 + 6 ⇒ (3, 4) + 6 = 13

Sardon stands ready to attack anything that comes through the door.

Sardon stands back, buffing the blade of his weapon, trusting the others to handle the frog. Was KOed by a toothache, so didn't get around to posting til now.

"Well done," he says, strolling in once the danger's finished. "Glad to see you have the situation well in hand. Pretty statue."

Init 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Having tripped the second skeleton, Sardon takes a mighty swing, hoping to end the threat.

Power Attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24
Damage: 2d4 + 9 ⇒ (1, 2) + 9 = 12

Sardon slips into the room behind Naiyra and scoops at the flaming skeleton's legs with his guisarme. The square directly N of Naiyra's. Pesky 20' move.

Trip: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18

Sardon readies the guisarme and takes his place beside the door. Poised to smack whatever comes through the door in the shins with a reach weapon, that is.

@Thaurux: Potion-wise, I figure whoever drinks the potion takes point. I don't particularly care whether that's me or you. Or Naiyra.

"बहुत धन्यवाद, मेरे दोस्त," Sardon says to the sorcerer.

"The only flaw in that plan is that this does require two hands to wield." Sardon holds up the heavy flail. It is a two handed weapon, sorry. "If you take the shield and one of the creature's clubs, that would work. Or we could switch places."

I'm perfectly happy to stand behind, but it might work better to switch places. I've got the better AC, and a +1 with the shield. Our best bet might be to actually both stick with our polearms, let me go ahead and trip, then you can move up, raging and power attacking and +4 to hit a prone foe and kill the s@%t out of things.

Heal: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

I knew there was a reason I took Vudrani as a second language. Feel free to try again.

hps now 6/12

Grabbing the rags from the sorcerer, Sardon attempts to bind his own wounds, making more of a mess than the sorcerer as he mutters.

"वे आँखें है, लेकिन वे कहीं और समाधान के लिए देखो."

fort: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8
Color me useless

Sardon, nauseated by the bats, retreats North, as far as he can.

init: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 1 = 15

Seeing the bats rising up from the floor, Sardon mutters foul Tian words and grabs a flask of acid. He flings it at the bats as they swarm towards the party.

Ranged Touch: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11
damage: 1d6 ⇒ 3

I thought that's what he meant when he said the floor was otherwise empty. If I misunderstood, let's back up.

Sardon strikes a flame and lights the candle on his helmet, throwing a little light on the situation. Not knowing quite how silly he looks, he readies his guisarme and waits.

Yes, I got a helmet candle, because one day, I'm getting polymorphed into a kobold. And then... well... then you're in for it.

I love me some dolphin, but I'm not a shield-y sort. I'll strap it onto my backpack for now.

Sardon collects his guisarme and walks around, looking for the way up to the 2nd level. Finding the stairs blocked, he breaks out the grappling hook and rope again.

climb: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24
perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9

He scrambles up the rope quickly enough, keeping a careful eye out for enemies.

Yeah. Though, they did take you down with missles.

We're going to need a better plan than crossed fingers. Did anyone think to pack a healer?

Sardon sees the sorcerer get pincushioned, and drops his guisarme. Moving through the door into the space the first trog had been standing in, he draws his flail and attacks.

Power Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7 And I can't even switch out to a better d20. shoot.

Yikes ... things happen when I step away.
Init: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 1 = 11
Fort: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15
Trip: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10

Sardon, having grown accustomed to the bathing habits of the westerners, hardly notices the trogs' cologne.

He is unable to get a good swipe in with his weapon, what with all his allies in the way.

Hears the sigh and glances at Nairya, shaking his head. Half-elves. I bet she was hoping to become best friends forever with the magic lizard in the ruined tower that had been sealed for centuries.

Rather than getting up close and personal with the creature, Sardon takes a swipe at its legs with his guisarme.

Trip: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21
Assuming the trip succeeds.

3. He also dances a mean Charleston.

Grabs a baton and strikes up the dixieland band...

Okay, I'm cheating with number 3, I admit it!

Sulks.

Init: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 1 = 18
Perc: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 22

Sardon stows his rope and grappling hook back in his bag, and readies his guisarme, taking a position by the door as Naiyra....

Sardon walks outside and sets his backpack on the floor and digs out a rope and a grappling hook. He holds them up and shrugs.

"I think we could manage," he says, tossing the hook up until it sets. Then scrambles up the rope.
climb: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19
Assuming that worked. Climbing up a rope with a wall to brace against is DC 5

Sardon watches as the treasure is discovered, and then walks across the room to stand beside the rogue at the door, ready to face whatever may be on the other side.

Sardon steps over to where Naiyra is poking about, standing behind to one side, ready to tickle anything dangerous.

Sardon steps up beside the rogue, using the reach of his guisarme to tickle the spider's belly.

Power Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15
Damage: 2d4 + 9 ⇒ (3, 3) + 9 = 15

Sardon sees the barbarian slice through the first two dogs easily enough, and moves up beside the big man. Moving left two squares=20' move. He stabs at the feral creature with his guisarme.

Power Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5 Off to a great start.
Damage: 2d4 + 9 ⇒ (1, 3) + 9 = 13

I'll probably use the flail and go front line instead. Otherwise, we'll all be backing up the whole time.