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Seelah chuckles to herself at the underutilized grasshoppers before turning back to the rest of her group. "May Iomedae's light and grace guide you forever more."

She joins in the festivities and partying, in appropriate moderation of course, but after all is said and done, she does sit alone staring at her pointer finger and slowly flexing it. All said and done, she really DID enjoy using that 'rocket launcher.'

Thanks for running, as always it was a pleasure to play at your table! I really wish I could have played this with someone I actually had more understanding of their character with, but otherwise this was a fun experience.

Ah, shoot, I missed that! My mistake.

Also, thank-you for moving Seelah. I looked at the map on my phone before posting, but forgot to actually open up slides and move my token... However I can't seem to find myself anymore. But if she's within 15' of the enemy and Siddhartha. She might get to use her reaction if the aura counts as the 'enemy damage[ing] Siddhartha.'

Seelah gives a grin as Siddhartha slams the pup around. "Give him hell!"

Wait I thought Siddhartha also rolled a crit save against the effect last round?

Seelah calls back at Maldlethu, "I might know who they are! I've met a few of the Society's scroll makers and they all sign their works."

Seelah steps up, slashes and then decides at the last second to go for averting her eyes instead of raising her shield. As she goes she starts to hum a ditty she'd heard from one of the rifts. "Time is on my side, yes it is! Time is on my side..."

Longsword: 1d20 + 14 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 14 + 1 = 35
Slashing: 2d8 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (7, 6) + 4 + 1 = 18

Fort save: 1d20 + 2 + 12 ⇒ (19) + 2 + 12 = 33

During the break time, Seelah would down her antidote and antiplague. AS the fight starts she moves into a good position to defend against any of the hounds approaching, and raises her shield. "Best let them come to us, especially on this ground, eh?"

She then starts a short prayer to Iomedae as she waits for the enemy to come to her.

Not much she can do here without leaving the nice consecrated ground.

Let's fight some hounds, also fairly glad there's no aberration PC in the group.

Seelah looks at the rift and then Feiya. "I wouldn't say your dreams of being a bard are dead. Add a violin or harp to that and this could probably work as a song.... Just a slightly creepy one."

Seelah takes her movement and extra from the feeling of near quicksilver in her veins and runs around the steggy thing. She ends up in a flanking position with Siddhartha and lashes out with her sword once.

Longsowrd: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (10) + 14 = 24
Slashing: 2d8 + 4 ⇒ (4, 1) + 4 = 9

She then raises her shield and lies in wait of this thing attacking her.

Given she has the second lowest reflex after Seelah, Feiya would probably be who Seelah protects.

Reflex save, DC 25: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20

Retributive strike: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (6) + 14 = 20
Slashing: 2d8 + 4 ⇒ (3, 3) + 4 = 10

Seelah throws herself in front of Feiya, trying to keep the slightly-more-nimble-than-her,-but-less-nimble-than-everyone-else caster safe. The paladin then brings her sword up and tries to make the Steggy regret being charge-y.

She then strides up to the Steggy boy and tries to cut him down before he does something possibly worse and cuts at him.

Longsword strike: 1d20 + 14 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 14 + 1 = 32
Slashing: 2d8 + 4 ⇒ (4, 8) + 4 = 16

She then slashes a second time.
Longsword strike: 1d20 + 14 + 1 - 5 ⇒ (9) + 14 + 1 - 5 = 19
Slashing: 2d8 + 4 ⇒ (2, 3) + 4 = 9

Before raising her shield and readying to lash out should the need arise again. "Not your time dino. Now go back to it, PLEASE!"

I say we fight? But then I'm also okay with skill challenges. So let's say half a vote for fighting? Also, GM, if you happened to notice a moment where someone replaced the dinosaur image, I'm covering for GM Bret for a few days and got the slides mixed up and tried to replace the dion with the correct dino for the 7-8 tier.

Seelah grabs the other pathfinder at her side and with a heave tries to pull her out of the time rift. "I never realized Kyra was popular enough to have imitators, much less this many... Were you all doing a Kyra costume contest in he middle of a mission!"

Athletics: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (11) + 11 = 22

She glares at one of the Pathfinders still near the rift who looks otherwise unhurt. "You! Kyra with the number 3 on your back! Get out of that rift RIGHT NOW! And go report to your Venture Captain! They should know how you were likely goofing off in the middle of an assignment! Now get!"

Intimidation: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (16) + 13 = 29

Finally she strides over to the final Kyra on her side of the rift and reaches down, to pull her out. "And you too!"
Athletics: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (14) + 11 = 25

I'm an EASY SELL!

I hear there's a great bridge in Brooklyn for sale. ;P

Sheelah strides closer to the rift moving at a good clip.
Fort Save DC 20: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (11) + 12 = 23

She gives a grunt as the air around her suddenly starts to feel like it weighs more than expected, but powers through it and ends up next to two of the Pathfinders and reaches out the to the one to the north.

Athletics, DC 20, Aid bonus: 1d20 + 11 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 11 + 2 = 15
No! Hero point: 1d20 + 11 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 11 + 2 = 20

Two strides and a rescue attempt. Feiya now might be a time to use one of those haste scrolls.

"Well then we save them quickly and then get to fighting!"

I feel like Seelah would be for helping the Pathfinders first

Seelah takes a moment to sit Doan and fish out the last of the roast meat. "Any sage advice about the future, Heraxia? I know you've forgotten a significant amount but advice or anecdotes would be great to hear."

Seelah gets underneath the pod and tries to help lift it so she can move it around faster to avoid letting it get hit.

Athletics, DC 22: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (3) + 11 = 14
Athletics, DC 22: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (12) + 11 = 23

She fails to lift it properly at first, "Ugh this is so heavy, I think what ever is keeping it flying should be enough!" She instead moves to erecting barriers to prevent things from being able to hit it. "Now this is something I'm much better at. I learned a lot from the paladins of Lastwall... While they were still alive that is."

Sorry for the lack of posting over the weekend! Forgot I needed to post here for a few days and then didn't have the energy on Sunday.

Seelah stares at the pod for a few moments and then tries to start connecting together the cords of different colors that seem to have been cut recently.

Thievery, DC 22: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (11) + 10 = 21
Thievery, DC 22: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (10) + 10 = 20

"Huh, I swear that this cord and this cord should be connected, but then I can't get them to stay together... Wait is this some kind of soft metal? How does one tie two kinds of metal together? Would a basic knot work? Wait the metal has to stay connected? How do you do that? ARGH!"

Seelah spends the night under the stars staring at them for a long moment before shrugging at the fact she can't really tell the difference, and instead picking up a book called 'Murder on the Alkenstar Express'.

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The next morning, her book safely tucked into her bag, Seelah looks at the rift and how dexterously Farfd is handling it and instead moved to sheer the group on instead.
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (17) + 11 = 28

Seelah, seeing Farfd almost slavering over the rockets, starts to move to stop him before then having a small moral quandary over whether stopping him would be a good thing or not.

She gives a sigh of relief when the whole question becomes moot a few seconds later. She immediately instead moves into consolation mode instead. "It's okay Farfd, they probably would be made illegal to use in no time flat in Absalom. Could you imagine what would happen if some goblins got ahold of it? Or tinkerers figured out how to make more? I don't know if I'd ever want to try playing tag with those rockets."

Seelah stares at the hole for a long moment and then silently thinks to herself, Iomedae above, I NEVER want to be on the wrong end of one of these! She stares at Ashasar taking in the hole and smoke slowly before gingerly setting the launcher down. "I was uh... Testing out these TACTICAL CLUSTER ROCKET LAUNCHERS."

She then turns to the rest of the group and says, "And that is why I was saying we should be extremely careful about these things. Did you see that explosion? How it turned part of the wall there into nothing-ness? We shouldn't mess with things we don't know what they are. Now toss those fruits out and let's try not to mess with what ever that fire extinguisher does. For all we know it doesn't actually extinguish things."

Seelah looks at the 'TACTICAL CLUSTER ROCKET LAUNCHER' bat things and spots the tiny thing with a curve to it as if to fit a finger. "Wait I think I've seen something similar to this in Alkenstar... I think they called it a tigger? Anyways, it might launch what ever rocket like thing is in here. Didn't know a firework could be clustered and tactically at that." She raises the bat like thing gingerly and turns to face away from everyone the bat parellel to the group in case it launches the wrong direction and pulls the 'tigger'.

From across the room Seelah shouts, "Could be but you mess with them over here away from everyone else... and point them down that hallway at all times!"

Seelah's eyes widen at the sight of the second crate and quickly swoops in, pulling it out and moving it as far away from the rest of the rest of the group as possible. "Nope! No portable cannons! These things are so liable to explosions. If there's any fire nearby the blackpowder could leave little bits of us EVERYWHERE! If you want to look at these, look at them waaaaaaayyyy over here!"

Seelah grabs ahold of Maldlethu's shoulder before he can dig into the boxes. "Hold up these aren't our property and we don't know what these do. We should take care to not break or possibly blow up anything in here. If traveling with Fumbus has taught me anything it's to never mess with glowing things you don't know what they are."

Seelah grumbles as both of the men move away from her. "Anyone know where on Akiton these people live? When we get back to Golarion, I swear I'm going to see about sending a strongly worded letter to their leaders! That is of course unless they are all this rude and aggressive."

She then takes a swing at the man threatening Feiya.

+1 longsword: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (9) + 14 = 23
Slashing: 2d5 + 4 ⇒ (3, 4) + 4 = 11

She then raises her shield and bangs on it. "I'm a much more dangerous threat! Attack me!"

Seelah takes a swing at the metal man next to her and Farfd. "These things do not go down readily, do they?"

Longsword: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (4) + 14 = 18
Slashing damage: 2d8 + 4 ⇒ (7, 2) + 4 = 13

Whiffing through open air again, she instead steps up to Farfd and lightly knees him in the side. "I've got my hands full, but have some healing. By the Grace of Iomedae you, hopefully, won't be dying today."

Lay on Hands for Farfd. 18 hp and +1 AC bonus for a round. I would have done that last turn but Seelah really should have been in the thick of it.

GM Doug, Just a word of warning, I'm playing back up GM for GM Blake and am having to read through part two of the scenario. Also a massive thank you for your GM slides (especially that nicely formatted slide for hunting down the scouts.) They are going to be very helpful.

Reflex save: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28

Seelah, expecting something like this given the straight forward and easy to understand speaking pattern of these really advanced clockwork things, nearly dodges the bolt of electricity completely. "Hah! You'll have to do better than that!"

Seelah looks at teh metal men with a look of trepidation in her eyes. "Those lights are certainly very deadly. I wonder if they can't be deflected by reflective surfaces. I know I should have polishedd my shield more before this mission!"

She moves closer to the combat, setting up in a place where she can bear the brunt of these new things attacks and not hopefully burn her eyebrows off like Farfd did.

Once there she raises her shield and attacks the one emblazened with a 1 with her sword.

+1 striking Longsword: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (15) + 14 = 29
Damage: 2d8 + 4 ⇒ (6, 2) + 4 = 12

Move, shield, attack

Seelah watches the four armed people with interest and makes a great show of taking off her shield and sheathing her sword before approaching hands empty and weapons on the ground. She shows them her symbol of Iomedae in case they have the same deities, before slowly trying to express her name and the names of everyone else.

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (13) + 13 = 26

Planar anamalies? Skills and combat sounds like more our group's speed.

Seelah tries to get closer to the last worm, surprised how effective her companions are at killing these less than deadly worms. "I swear, moving around like this is difficult in snow this deep."

Two actions to Stride 15' (30' equivalent)

She then draws out her sword.

Ah, that makes sense. Thanks for the follow up, it's good to know there can be some table variation but generally leaning towards allowing attacks.

Seelah trudge through the snow slowly as she draws out her bow, she's not the most accurate with the thing but unless the ice worms decided to come in close she'd not be able to use her blade against them in the fight.

Stride twice for 30 feet of movement, interact to draw bow.

The Acrobatics check is only in that tiny area? HALLELUJAH!

Seelah pulls out a rope ties it to her ankles and lays down on her shield. "Someone just pull me out of here before I fall badly and actually hurt myself."

Once out of the worst of the slippery ice, she stands up and starts to pray and ask Iomedae for forgiveness for the unnecessary curses she may have used during the fight. At least 10 minutes to refocus please. But pulling out a heal scroll here wouldn't be a waste. We could all use some healing.

She looks at herself, the rest of the slightly battered crew and then towards Maldlethu. "Might be time to bust out the scrolls. We all look a bit battered and that'd be the most efficient way to heal up."

Will Save: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (6) + 10 = 16

Seelah grunts on the ground as her head hurts.

Being prone makes the Reflex save moot, right? Unless she's going Super Prone.

Seelah stands up and very unsteadily tries to move closer.

Acrobatics, untrained: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
I swear, she might just ask someone to push her so she can use Reflex instead!

She instead takes a massive nosedive and ends up back on the ground cursing!

AH! I lost track of time last night and this morning! I should have been ready to post faster.

Seelah gives a growl as the goat-looking thing charges up at Farfd. She fears that she probably can't move well here and might be a risk to the group. She reaches out and heals Farfd.
Lay on hands, giving him 18 hp back and +2 AC.

Cursing herself for not being prepared enough to handle this situation, she tries to stride closer.

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
Crit fail prone and ends he turn
She falls flat and curses some more.

Seelah heads up the group and points at the rough terrain. "Check through there first and then hit the chamber after that? Or do you have a better idea?"

Society check 1 DC 21: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17

Society 2, DC 20: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24

Perception? DC 24: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12

Seelah finds a few books that corroborate Farfd's findings. "Mostly stuff about timey-wimey and tacyhons? Am I saying that right?"

Seelah raises her shield and cuts out with her sword. It seems that the weapon type doesn't matter, just hitting.

Longsword: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (17) + 14 = 31
Slashing: 2d8 + 4 ⇒ (2, 2) + 4 = 8

She then tries again.
Longsword: 1d20 + 14 - 5 ⇒ (9) + 14 - 5 = 18
Slashing: 2d8 + 4 ⇒ (3, 7) + 4 = 14

Curious to test a theory Seelah raises her shield and uses it instead to bash at the creature.
Shield Boss: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (20) + 13 = 33
Damage, Bludgeoning: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

She then takes a moment to fix her own wounds running a finger from her blade hand across her bleeding neck.

Raise Shield, Srike, Lay on Hands.

Seelah tries her best to staunch the bleeding from her neck with her whoulders as she shouts. "Burn it, and burn it quickly. It can respond too readily with splinters if we cut it."

Seelah moves in closer before she hacks at the wooden creature. "I feel that I should have an axe not a sword."

+1 striking Longsword: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (11) + 14 = 25
Slashing: 2d8 + 4 ⇒ (6, 3) + 4 = 13

She then raises her shield and readies to lash out at the thing if it tries to spray her or her colleagues with splinters again.

Seelah grunt in pain as she gets lashed by a tentacle before then moving in closer and cutting at it one move time. "Good grief this thing does not go down! How much more can it take?"

+1 striking Longsword: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (20) + 14 = 34
Damage: 2d8 + 4 ⇒ (8, 6) + 4 = 18

She gives a smile as she lands a nice critical hit and hopefully cutting away a massive slice of octopus!

She finally raises her shield just in case.
Crum biscuits! I was robbed I tell you, robbed by 4 minutes!

Seelah turns to Siddhartha and lays her hands on him helping to get him to full health. She then prays to Iomedae that she might be able to heal her own wounds, and after 10 minutes, lays hands on herself as well. She prays again after that.

If someone wants to try medicine or use a healing focus spell, that would be nice but being down only 9 hit points should be okay. Esren if you would be so kind, could you try repairing Seelah's shield?

Seelah frowns as the octopus thing continues to strangle her companion. She strides in closer and slashes at the octopus thing.

+1 striking Longsword, vs FF: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (14) + 14 = 28
Slashing: 2d8 + 4 ⇒ (1, 4) + 4 = 9

She takes a second slice as well to possibly finish the fight faster.

+1 striking Longsword, vs FF: 1d20 + 14 - 5 ⇒ (15) + 14 - 5 = 24
Slashing: 2d8 + 4 ⇒ (8, 7) + 4 = 19

"Come on there'S just one last enemy."

Seelah gives a small curse as she realizes that she's failing to keep her companions alive by not moving fast enough to get into the thick of it before someone nearly dies from the waterfall. She strides right up to the waterfall as she swings her sword. "Anyone need some immediate healing? Siddhartha are you okay?"

Longsword: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (18) + 14 = 32
Damage: 2d8 + 4 ⇒ (6, 4) + 4 = 14

As she waits for an answer, she raises her shield and prepares to help as best she can.