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"It did." Shirota says, patched up from the damage but still clutching the wounds that have only begun to heal. "As for how, I'm still not quite sure."

Looks correct. Thanks for running this!

Thanks for the healing!

Shirota slowly opens his eyes. "Wha's goin' on?" he grumbles before realizing what is going on, at which point he hops back up to his feet, ready to continue. However, in a moment of clarity, he realizes he probably won't be able to do much at the moment in his injured state, so instead he steps back, pulling out a healing potion.

Stand, Step, Interact.

Shouldn't my initiative go to right before the red skeleton's?

Shirota sees this skeleton rush in and attack Hamir, and turns to it. He thinks about everyone these creatures have attacked: the villages, the kami, Dorobu, and countless others he doesn't know about. As he thinks, he feels an anger starting to form inside of him, but he pushes it down. No. he thinks. I cannot let this anger take control of me. I mustn't allow it to drive me.
Forcing his anger down, and with a calm visage, he catapults himself at the abomination, swinging two fists in rapid succession and bringing his knee up to the skeleton's ribs for a third strike.

Step, flurry, attack.

Attack 1, flurry: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18, Attack 2, flurry: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13, 1: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6 + 2: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10
Attack 3: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (12) - 1 = 11, 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

Shirota cracks his knuckles. "Of course. These undead are abominations, and have to be dealt with accordingly."

Not being much of a diplomat, Shirota stays mostly in the back, but stands ready for when his skills as a combatant or as an imposing presence are needed.

Relgion (T): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17

Shirota continues to try and calm the spirits down, but even though he himself hasn't been directly affected, the way they are affecting his allies is starting to get on his nerves.

Religion, trained: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14

Shirota does his best to try and keep cool, using his knowledge of religion to try and calm the spirits down.

Religion: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10

Flat check: 1d20 ⇒ 14

"Gah!" Shirota says, jumping back a little, but he regains his composure assuming the DC is the same as last time/14 is enough to beat it, if not, he does not regain his composure.

"So this fox took the relics from Lin Po and Ti Lan. If we can find the caravan, we can probably track him."

I can do Scout

He stands behind Chulyin as he approaches the kami.

Shirota steps towards the skeleton and swings a couple of punches.

Punch #1: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25, 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8
Punch #2: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15, 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10

Check to avoid fear: 1d20 ⇒ 20

Shirota steps forward towards the skeletons near Lilic and Chulyin and attacks twice.

Move, attack x2

Punch #1: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15, 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5
Punch #2: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10, 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

Shirota smiles, and cheerfully attempts to join in the dance.

Acrobatics, trained: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8
Religion, trained: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7
Occultism, untrained: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (2) + 0 = 2

He starts out alright, but slips up a small amount at first. His smile becomes more strained, and he becomes more focused on the dance, but also more tense, meaning he slips up multiple other times. His smile soon gives way to a frustrated frown, and he grits his teeth as he rather ungracefully tries to get through.

Stepping outside, Shirota remarks, "This all looks in perfect order."

"Absolutely. We need to try and help them to the best of our ability, or at least make sure their sacrifice isn't in vain." Shirota says.

A Tian man wearing monk's robes that are probably much more battered and combat-worn than they should be walks into the teahouse, and immediately smiles at the scene. He settles in, taking modest portions of the food and starts listening to the music.

Originally, he volunteered to do the negotiations with the bureaucrats and relic dealers, but his short temper caused him to inevitably fail at this, so he resigned himself to construction work and other menial labor.

I'm pretty sure I'm using this character, hope that's ok even though we already have another monk.

I think this is the character I'm going to play, but I do know that there's another strength monk that might be playing, so if they do play and I can come up with another character, that works too.

Fame: None
XP: None
Gold: 3gp, 1 sp, 5 cp
Chronicle Number: 1

A Tian man with half of his head shaven wearing religious robes walks in briskly. He strides over to the bar, sits down, and says, "Barkeep, I need a drink."