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Skarit's beak twists in a snarl. "We're not doing this again." Though he moderates his strike to not kill the creature, he lashes his out, striking the stumbling troglodyte hard.

AOO: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24
Damage (non-lethal): 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
Confirm Crit: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17
Extra Damage (non-lethal): 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Skarit makes a quick kick at the creature moving past him, which opens him up to the attack of another. Skarit steps quickly to the side, using Davor's opening and lashes out again, a flurry of fists and feathers.

Skarit is ready but holds his position a moment longer.

Delay until the end of their turn.

Skarit sets himself up in front of the door, in a ready position.

From the map, it looks like there is enough room to do this, if not I can adjust.

Skarit dances carefully along the edge of the hole around to the other side of the creature. He stops, flanking one of the creature with Davor.

Two move actions at half speed. Green is now flanked.
Acrobatics: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22

Sorry, yes, that's fine that you botted me. I am back now, so my next turn I can take.

I'm sorry I haven't been able to post the last few days, I have been laid out sick. Will hopefully be able to come back tomorrow.

Fort: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 22

The scent assaults Skarit, and he flinches from it slightly, but stands taller the next moment, focusing his will to ignore the foul stench.

Skarit flips two more shuriken into his hands and flying towards the creature in the corner, but both spark harmlessly off the wall.

Shuriken Flurry 1, into melee: 1d20 + 4 - 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 - 4 = 2
Damage: 1d2 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Shuriken Flurry 2, into melee: 1d20 + 4 - 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 - 4 = 11
Damage: 1d2 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Skarit looks for a way in, but quickly gives up pulling out two shuriken and throwing them in quick succession.

Shuriken Flurry 1, into melee: 1d20 + 4 - 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 - 4 = 8
Damage 1: 1d2 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Shuriken Flurry 2, into melee: 1d20 + 4 - 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 - 4 = 16
Damage 2: 1d2 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Skarit watches the others start to climb the outside of the tower. Finally, Skarit begins to climb the rope.

Climb-Take 10: 10 + 1 = 11

Skarit exhales heavily as his first two to strikes miss. He takes half a moment to focus before trying again.

Flurry 1: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7
Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Flurry 2: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20
Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

Oh man. Those RNG are really not going our way this fight.

Skarit steps forward, twisting as he does so. His rear foot comes around swinging for the spider's body. His fist follows close behind, flashing in the light of his torch.

Skarit bends down, pulling a torch from his pack and lighting it with a quick strike of flint on steel. Skarit stands, "I do not think we can escape detection either way. I say we get rid of the webbing now, that way we don't have to worry about it if it comes to that." He steps forward slowly, waving the torch as he does and burning the webbing away. As he does he watches carefully for attack.

Skarit looks down with pity at the dogs as he dodges around their gnashing teeth. Skarit kicks out twice in a quick succession, hoping to either knock the poor creature out, or scare it off.

With Kala's light now shining the opening, Skarit scrambles up the slopes to stand in the opening next to the others.

Skarit stares up at the Fallen Fortress with eyes wide as they approach. After a moment or two, he begins to approach, examining the tower and the entrance for any dangers.

Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (15) + 10 = 25

I'm not sure if everyone knows that the discussion page is up. I just happened to check it once and now I can see stuff from it, but I think some others might not know.

Skarit nods to Beshana, "I will stay vigilant." He turns back to Adril, "Yes, I am ready." Skarit bows to the man and gestures to the others, eyes raised in question, "Shall we?"

Skarit steps forward to examine the map. "Yes, of course. I am sure it is nothing, but we will go and make sure he can return and report."

Despite his short stature, another tengu stands to the side, back straight, and posture suggesting a readiness. His simple clothing hung loose on his small frame. A few weapons say at his side, though he seemed to ignore them for the most part.

"And I am Skarit Medtower," he says in very crisp tones. "Though I was born in the River Kingdoms, I have traveled much and can say that Absolam is my home as much as any other place. It is a pleasure to meet you all."

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BASICS:
a) Experience in PbP: Moderate, though I'm new on the paizo boards. Also should note, this is my first experience with organized play. If I'm doing any of this wrong, please let me know.
b) Character concept and class / Level 1 (this is a tier 1 module): Bullied tengu who sought refuge and protection in knowledge and became a monk. Unchained Monk 1
c) Typical character quote, comment etc.: "If no one else will do it . . ."

PFS:
1) Player name: Ben Pistorius
2) Character name: Skarit Medtower
3) PFS#-Character#: 329824-1
4) Faction: Dark Archive
5) Day Job: Librarian, but I don't think I can actually roll yet not having had an adventure, correct?
6) Regular or slow speed for chronicle: Regular