Sir Christoff's page

. . . and also this one.

I picked Guaril Karela, partially because I chose the other option for my character when I ran it, and partially just to give a name. I have no issue with going with the Jana Vaylorne (or the Pathfinder Society) instead, if that's what everyone else wants.

As for Chronicle Sheets, I have to apply WBG to a different character because I've already gotten credit for it once as a 2nd Level character, so this one is not legal. But, I'll post that over there.

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18

Not holding a special place in his heart for either the Sczarni or fence-sitting Grand Lodge factions, who are probably even worse, Sir Christoff is less concerned with keeping one politican from knowing the full truth than the other as much as helping those who need it the most.

"It gauls me to say so, but perhaps it is best we hand this over to our "cousin" Gauril."

I don't much care either way, really.

I wasn't sure, but if we are up next, I'll step closer to one of the, (I believe), weasels and swing as hard as I can.

Longsword Smite: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24
Damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9

with a mighty swing from Blank, <superpower boosted by Sir Christoff who really deserves all the credit>, the enemy is cut clear in two.

:P

Vexed for for his great failure early, Sir Cristoff replies, "Nay, but we are here to demand thine! Don't be a fool," and glancing at Yoon adds "or a meanie."

Using Fervor to quick cast Divine Favor on myself, then I'll follow behind Blank wherever he goes, laying a calming hand on his shoulder, I shall offer him a small blessing.

And that was anticlimactic. . .

Drawing his blade and stepping forward to strike before the small assembled army has a chance to put us in a quick grave, I'll raise my blade high, allowing it's light to wash over the group and strike fear into the enemies hearts.

Dazzling Display

Intimidate: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11

"Flee thou before the might of the righteous light! Begone cowards, lest thou wouldst risk mine wrath!"

This is not looking good.

I can't make either check, so normal Will save.

Will Save: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13

Init: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 1 = 17

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I cant see any notes or map, just character icons. It may just be an issue with my phone though.

"Perhaps it would be best if we looked somewhere to the south. As the elder veteran suggested, along the Meridath River. However, I shall follow thy leave ."

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Sorry, I wasn't able to get much posting done yesterday.

Diplomacy 1: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23
Diplomacy 2: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14
Diplomacy 3: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14

Hey everyone. The DM got called out to the field for work, and it's unclear how often he will be able to post. He asked me to sub for him for a little bit. I wasn't sure when he was out, so I'm guessing now since he has not responded. Let me reread the scenario (I've ran it before), and I'll get it going again so we can make the game day. This also means my character will be taking a back seat until he is back.

Oh crap. Nice.

"We are Pathfinders, friend, but we are not spies for Molthune."

Hoping that it might ease the veteran's concerns, I'll show him my crusader's cross, (dog tags), and indicate from my holy symbol my affiliation, "I see that, like thineself, I am also a warrior for the people, and I can understand thine concerns. Please, sir, join us and let us speak. We have no ill will towards Nirmathas, and to be completely honest, none towards Molthune, either. My only concern is for those innocents caught in the middle. We are here because we believe someone is attempting to use the ongoing war as a way to attack us. They slander us here within Nirmathas, calling us spies and traitors, and also managed through the blockade, to steal some of the shipments of medicine and supplies we had helped organize to reach the people that need them. This is why we are here, to retrieve those supplies, and to find out whom is responsible."

Enhanced Diplomacy: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (20) + 9 = 29

If I can, Ill reoeat some of my words from above, but instead Stepping closer to Blank, Ill begin chanting a soft prayer, calling on inner power to help seal his wounds.

Giving up Shield of Faith for CLW: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9

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Spellcraft: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19

On my turn, unless things change: I shall draw my glowing blade, raising it into the air above my head to allow its gleaming light to spread into the hearts and minds of the crowd, and shout "We serve the light, and not Molthune. Let thineselves not be decieved!" Suddenly my blade drops, pointing straight forward into the crowd, the light shining a bit brighter in a beam on one individual, "He <or she> is using, . . . some sort of magic, . . . inciting the crowd. . . . Violence." Sir Christoff seems drained, afterwards, "Use caution."

Dazzling Display (Intimidate): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12

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Know History Untrained (max 10): 1d20 ⇒ 5

Enhanced Diplomacy: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (13) + 9 = 22

Earlier
Sir Christoff introduces himself to the two new arrivals, though it's clear he is uncomfortable with bringing such a young child along into danger, even if she is tough and powerful enough to handle it, though if that's what the Society wants. . .

Taking a knee to get down to her level, and offering a friendly smile, "Welcome, young lady. I'm certain thou might find plenty of opportunity to offer they aid to people in our travels."

And to Blank, "Another warrior, I see. Good, as one can not have too many. I am Sir Christoff," again taking his arm in a warriors handshake, "and whilst I'd prefer to avoid bloodshed if possible, better to be ready for when it is not."

Later

"I wonder, would it not be a better venture for the Society to instead establish a lodge in Molthune, attempt to balance the discrepancy, and even establish a base that might, one day, lead to the two powers finding peace? Perhaps this is too much philosophy for the moment, with the task at hand."

"We will, of course, investigate and bring you what news we find. I'd suggest looking into the Market first, so that if it takes the day, we might still have a chance to look into the other two this night."

Before I forget, I want to cast Light on my sword's blade every 40 mins, (even if it is sheathed most of the time), just to keep it constantly active.

An athletic man of average height walks in calmly with a respecting nod towards the VC and assembled Agents, listening calmly to the presentation, and taking out a small journal to take notes as Ambrus Valsin, and this new comer, Guaril Karela comment on what needs to be done, also taking down the names of those brave, (or perhaps insane), Pathfinders.

He seemed familiar somehow. Not someone I'd wish to associate with, but familiar, and not outright repugnant.

Christoff is bedecked in an ancient style of heavy plate armor, covered in various depictions of noble swords, and iconography of holiness, light, and righteous endeavors. He comes off as stern, but trustworthy and good-natured. The only weapon he carries is likewise an ancient appearing broadsword, looking like it's seen many battles, and while it's style is long out of date, just as the armor, which seem to be a set, it's still fully functional and otherwise very well kept.

With a gentlemen's salute, "I am Sir Christoff, a humble servant of the Crusader, and I am honored to be counted amongst thine number." While he has a strong hint of Ulfen Blood, his speech and mannerism are much more of that of Taldan's past, when the Empire was in it's full glory, standing tall amongst legends.

Bowing before Lara, "Lady" before taking the her hand for a proper introduction, and then likewise performing the proper arm-embrace of the dwarven warriors towards Tholand, "Master Dwarf".

"I advice we avoid any incidents, "diplomactic" or otherwise, until we have a much better view of what is truly going on there. I should warn thee that my first priority must be the aid of innocents, and the recovery of the food and medicines."

Falling silent for a moment to consider the tasks at hand, "Can you tell us anything about either Oraiah Tolal or Tamran's Lodge? I'm unfamiliar with the endeavors there. What cause is there for a blockade to begin with? And finally,. . ." levelling a non-joking stare at Mr. Karela, "What else was stolen?"
Sense Motive: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16

It looks like I do have one character I can play here.

DM Beckett
Sir Christoff, the Sword Knight
5274-22
Sovereign Court
Day Job - None

Christoff, did you take 4 healing?

It doesn't matter to me. I'd say just save the charge for now.

Lowering my defenses for just a moment, I'll walk around into the other room to get behind that last creature before attacking.

Longsword: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14
Damage: 1d8 + 1d6 + 6 ⇒ (7) + (6) + 6 = 19

Stepping into the thick of things, I'll bring my blade down with full force.

Longsword vs Red: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10
DM Star Reroll: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (6) + 11 = 17
Damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9
Holy Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 6

Dont forget Bless, too.

I'm not. The Good Blessing both does "Good/Holy" Damage and makes the weapon count as Good Aligned. No need for me, as mine are free as well, but I can only use them inside a scenario, too. :P

I have a Blessing for myself kept in reserve if needed, and both myself and Hennet can self heal as a swift action, so I wouldn't worry about that. So I'll cast Bless on everyone and Shield of Faith (+2 Defl) on Hennet. Sadly, no Know Planes.

Round 1:

Drawing my blade as I move around and into the room, I'll call on aid to smite these grotesque creatures.

<Swift Action cast Divine Favor, Standard Action Good Blessing, Move Action draw weapon as I move>

Active buffs: Bless (all), Divine Favor, Good Blessing (+2 At, +1 Damage, +1d6 "holy" damage

"Hum, I didn't hear it, but let's go check. Makes one wonder if there is a bit of truth to the "prince's" madness after all."

If you want, I can cast Bless and/or Shield of Faith, and I do have 2 Blessing (see above) that will last for one minute. If the DM is okay with it, obviously. Again, I partially remember what is coming, so I'm trying to leave the decision making and glory up to you guys/gals unless it goes pretty bad.

I do have chalk. We could certainly start self-promoting. Maybe do a few free shows, too to help out the Almsman's Sanctuary. :P

I'll try to push the advancing thug back into the bottleneck, albeit a risky maneuver I'm not trained at.

Bull Rush: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25

Bull Rush

I do not have Improved Bull Rush, so it does Provoke, and if I'm hit, I take the damage as a penalty to the above roll. Only pushing back 5ft max, though.

Isn't Grease flammable?

I'll just Ready an Action to attack any that come at us from the bottleneck of alchemical fiery death.

Retrieving a Thunderstone from my pocket, I'll hold it up to be in plain view of the various thugs and their leader, before mockingly tossing it a few times in their direction. Finally, at the end, I'll take aim and launch it (green and red "X") towards the back of the group, aiming for the ground at their feet.

Ranged Touch vs ground (AC 7): 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 22

I was going to give someone else a Blessing, but as I don't think anyone but Andrietta spoke up, I guess nothing.

Seeing they have a few more friends this time, I'll just step up to the corner and Ready an Action to Attack anyone that comes within melee range.

Readied Attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9
Damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14

Ok, My -2 Round Action is War Blessing on Andrietta.
-1 Round Action: . . .

I can give 2, (maybe three people if it's my first round action), a Blessing. My Good Blessing makes your weapon do an extra 1d6 vs Evil and count as Good Aligned. The other gives you your choice of +10ft movement, +1 Dodge to Ac, +1 Insight to Attack, or +1 Luck to Saves that you get to pick from each Round. Both last for 1 Minute. Who wants one?

Shouting loud enough to be heard from the other side of the door"I can't wait to see the looks on their faces.", then quizzically over his shoulder to the others, "Is the door even locked?"

Done. I have no special preps to make before hand, other than having a little fun with chalk and seeing if anyone is in need of healing or CLWs.

She blinked several times in quick succession as she tried to guess what Christoff meant about the chalk. "What would we add? Not a warning, surely... The advantage of surprise is not one we would wish to waste, no?"

Was thinking of having a little fun defacing their graffiti. Maybe a little caption coming from the wyvern's mouth that says "I love you. . . You love me,. . . " adding a few extra touches here and there, a pitchfork, a hitlerstash, devil horns, etc. . . they typical childish stuff.

"We could take the fight to them. Let them know that the sanctuary already has more than enough "protection"".

In fact, that's a good idea, he thinks, sifting through his pack. "Ahah!", pulling out ten pieces of chalk. "Anyone want to go make a few new "additions" to the walls outside?"

I'll also go ahead and heal up while we wait.
ClW+1: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Turning to the Almsman, "Also, I am a partially skilled healer. Are any of your charges in need of ministrations?"

"Keep the money, brother. It is not meant as a payment, but rather to go to those most in need of it. But, as my comrades have said, perhaps there is more that we might be able to do to help."

I like to give money to good causes in character when there is a chance to RP it. :)

"You and yours can count on us to help protect this sanctuary. I fear we may have already run afoul of these Steel Wyverns on our way to meet you. I doubt they would have any love for us for not paying their "tribute". But, regardless, ou, it is my duty to help when I can."

I'll also contribute a bit of coin to the bowl, seeing it as a worthy cause if, as it at least seems, goes to those in most need of it. I'll put in 100gp, (or rather 10 Platinum, which I tend to carry more than gold, liking the color better).

With a knightly salute, "I do respect your sanctuary, as I do all holy ground, brother. We come on behalf of the Pathfinder Society. No, no, we are not just simple murderers. We bring no trouble to your door. Instead, we simply ask that you share any knowledge you may have on one Gandros, claiming to be the Prince of Augustana."

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17

Nodding his head in greeting, "We come seeking council from the Almsmen. May we speak with him?"

"I'll be fine. We should save our resources a bit, for now. It's naught be a scratch. Well and a burn here. And here, and here. . . I'll be fine. Yes, let us move onward and find this Almsman."

I'm intentionally playing it a bit poorly, hoping to ramp up the threat level for you guys a bit. I can self heal, but I'll wait a bit longer. Was kind of fun being bombarded. :P If we look like we are in trouble, I'll step up a bit more.

Following the "Almsman" graffiti towards the south, sheathing my blade as we go. "Coin and key, huh. Guess it makes some sense. Wonder who this man, or perhaps woman, is?"

Not having either skill, Sir Christoff looks at the strangely moving bit of rubble curiously, caught by absolute surprise as a horde of rats seems to burst out of it and flood over him in a wave of filth.

Fort (Poison): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

Fort (Distraction): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23

DM Star Reroll on Fort (Poison): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12

"Get them off! Get them, Owww! It burns, it burns!!!"

Grabbing one of the Filth Fever Tonics, I'll drink that quickly.

Seeing that it seems neither he nor his enemy can land a solid blow, maybe it's time for another method. "Look, you are clearly outnumbered, and not going to get through our defenses. Even luck and the divine seems to be against your little gang here. Just put your weapons down and we can talk about this like adults. Stop fighting, and we will not harm you."

Enhanced Diplomacy: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

Holy crap. I don't think I've broken a 10 yet.

Again, not wanting to actually kill these young roughs, I'll swing to incapacitate rather than draw blood, asking for favor in the endeavor.

Non-Lethal Longsword Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8
Non-Lethal: 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

Andrietta, you sure that was a Bless you cast. . . :P

Seeing them start to hop around,. . . "Hum, that didn't work."

I'll step forward and attack the thug in front of me, flipping my blade at the last moment to hit with the flat side.

Blessed Non-lethal Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4 <NOPE>
Non-Lethal Damage: 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10

Seeing only one way across, I'll simply move over to block it.

Move and Fight Defensively.

I was actually hoping to scare them off more than being "bad". I figured Diplomacy wouldn't work.

"We have, . . . real business to attend to, not some pathetic little thugs. Get out of here, NOW!"

Enhanced Intimidate: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19