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Great game, thanks a lot!

Dayjob roll
Profession (cook): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10

Wow, that was fast.

- Comrades, I think we should take the shard with us to keep it safe from jokers like this. Rogzul, do you think we would be able to talk the elder into parting with the relic?

- And eat his heart!

Diplomacy, aid another: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 2 = 20

Seytiko does an interpretetive dance using prestidigitation to stress the important points of the story.

Aid another, Charisma: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19

- Hi! My name is Seytiko!

Seytiko points at the half-eaten carcass of the saber-toothed tiger and quitley whistles.
- Will you look at that. Wonder what killed him.

Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19

What happened to you wife? I hope she gets netter.

-Yeah, yeah. Old stuff. Wanna build a campfire here? I could throw a decent raptor meat sandwich, if you give me an hour.

Seytiko starts butchering the small raptors, carefully avoiding the poison glands.

Wisdom: 1d20 ⇒ 3
Perception 1: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9
Perception 2: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14

- And now I strike!

Scimitar, attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 81d6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

-You far more nimble then I thought.

- Taco shell!

Seytiko casts Shield on himself and moves closer to the raptor.

- Oh god, yes. This weather is awful. I want something hot to eat and something spicy to drink.

Oh, boy. Please find me, when I get lost (=

Constitution: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
Constitution: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
Constitution: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
Constitution: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 1 = 17

-... so the hamster will eat the harmonica! And that's how we are going to defeat you.
Seytiko finishes his passionate speach.
- Oh, we are done. Sorry, got carried away.

-Yes, the magic stick!

Seytiko unsheathes his own magic missile wand and lets loose with it.

Magic Missile: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

- Wasabi splash!
Seytiko rushes forward, draws scimitar and then claps his hands, sending a small blob of acid at the beast.

Acid splash: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 221d3 ⇒ 3

- Yes, please!

- Angus, you look gloomy. Want a cookie?
Seytiko gives Angus a cookie. With chocolate chips.

- I heard something about this place. It was a stronghold of one of those make-yourself kind of gyus. Very Ulfen of him. Local Kellid tribes really respected him.

local, untrained: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

history, untrained: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 1 = 16

- Waiting for me? I got a bigger sword this time. A coocking knife just doesn't seem to cut it.
Seytiko shows off his new scimitar.

I am ready. Bought wands off the chronicles, and a scroll of lesser restoration (5 spells on a scroll) using 2 pp.

I guess I'll go further down the dervish dancer route.
Switched a couple of points, let's see how it turns out.

Can I buy a scroll with 5 lesser restorations on it? 750gp using 2 pp.

I'm not to shabby with numbers myself, but this time it became kind of a nightmare. I want a spontaneous kitsune magus with enough skillpoints to spend a rank every level into cooking.

And I want him to be gishy and useful in combat.

Currently I am considering a mindblade instead of an eldritch scion. Or even leaving out the magus part and straight forward converting into an occultist... Argh. Gives me a headache.

Yes, I am working on it. Sorry, got analysis paralysis.

I am leveling too. Remind me - may I change anything, before I level? Or I should have done it before this scenario.

Profession (cook): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7

Hey!
Will: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

- And now you burn.

Seytiko took a short step into the frozen room, drew a small flask of alchemical fire and threw it at the dragon.

Alshemical fire: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 41d6 ⇒ 3

Oops.

- With the passion of my young heart! You shall be grilled!

Seytiko flies into an eldritch rage, his eyes shimmer with electricity that gathers in his paws and around his kukri knife!
- Chidori!

5-ft step, spellcombat, shoking grasp.

kukri: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 1 = 211d4 ⇒ 3
shocking grasp: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 91d6 ⇒ 5
confirm critical: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 1 = 13

- Then let's find out.
Seytiko walked up to the door and opened it.

I misread "goblin excitement". Seems strangely appropriate.

- Let's do this, friends.
Seytiko reloads his crossbow and adjusts the kukri on the belt.

Whenever you are ready.

- Just curious, do we have anything in store to deal with lots of angry insects?

- Grab some bugs on your way up! You can make a great snack with them!

- Yes, thank you. I am sorry for not being more useful during the fight. But I promise you the best damn dinner you have ever tasted after we return! If I can find the right ingridients in this frozen barbaric land. But now let's venture forth!

- Friends, can anyone give me some healing? I don't feel to well after that guy hit me. Nothing dramatic, but I could use some help.

I got 3/9 hp left, would appreciate a CLW.

- Yeah! We showed you!

What happened to the map?

1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12

>_> <_< =_=

This is getting embarassing.

Bite, same target: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 51d4 ⇒ 4

- Take another bite, my friend!

Bite: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 101d4 ⇒ 2

Shoot! Hate when it happens.

- Never corner a fox!
Seytiko snarls and bites the attacker.

1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 121d4 ⇒ 2 - Bite the 'red' attacker.

Um... Yeah, I think I will retcon that.

Seytiko drops his kukri and draws the light crossbow.

- Tonight we gonna eat some rat!
Seytiko sprints round the shelves and slashes a rat with his kukri.

Kukri: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 121d4 ⇒ 3

- Or not!

Fang trots over to the dead dog and begins noisily devouring the dog. Angus shrugs. "RECYCLE."

Slow clap. Made my evening.

- Great, more gnomes. So ugly, you could curd milk with their faces.

Geniunly impressed with the swiftness of his allies, Seytiko cranks his light crossbow and shoots one of the goblins, closest to him.

Can't look at the map atm. Could you please adjust my position accordingly.

Looking at the sap:
- Ah... I guess that works too. Let's go.

- Sleeping spell? Anybody know one?

Wow, good roll. I will wait for the GM's response (=

- Honorable guard, please do not be offended, by my friends harshness. It's the weather and the long journey. We would be oh so very grateful if you let us through, so that we might find a warm house and down a cup of hot wine.
Diplomacy, aid another: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

- My name is Hayato Norimaki, I am a chef and a piemaker. I am travelling with my kitchen crew. If you wish, after we settle in the town, I will make you a whole supper as a gratitude.
Bluff: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21

If words do not suffice, Seytiko will try to butter them up with some gold.