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A bit belated, but I hope everyone had a Merry Christmas (if you celebrate) and/or a Happy Wednesday! :)

"Oh, I think I'm okay," Soddy nods, though she does give the big kitty an appreciative head pat in thanks.

"We're Pathfinders and we're here to help," she adds to Maria's explanation, not really considering whether that information would actually be helpful or not. Gazing around, she tries to quickly assess any injuries her friends (and the judge, of course), have.
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Anyone especially injured?

"Wait! Wait for meeeee!"

Finally, Soddy comes huffing and puffing into the chamber, hat askew and out of breath. "Oh, I'm still figuring out how my new wings work or I would have gotten here sooner! Did we save everyone??"

Thanks for the welcome back, everyone :)

We certainly don't have to do the optional encounter if folks need/want the scenario to wrap up due to holiday busyness, but if everyone is sure, then thank you very much and I'll do my best to keep up with things going forward!

Hey folks, I'm here and alive and thankfully well enough. Life got real busy for a few months with work being short-staffed and trying to make time for loved ones when I wasn't working or taking care of other things. Between all that, my creative drive for writing and my desire to keep up with Pathfinder in general basically dropped to zero.

Things have finally been evening out in the last couple of weeks and getting a chronicle (undeserved, imo) in my email for a different game finally got me moving to check back in on things. I'd like to tentatively try and get going again with playing here, if you guys will still have me?

Much Earlier

"Hiya' Soddy," Holan-Ji greets the little leshy lady. "You a carnivore, vega-vore like Maria and Jobu, or a little bit a both? I'm not tryin' to pry, but one o' the things I do is find the best places for the team to eat, and I gotta account for everyone's tastes."

"Oh! Well, I really only need water and sunlight," Soddy answers. There's a slight pause and then she adds, "But sometimes it's fun to eat fleshy foods. Like tiny breads!* I like tiny breads."

*Rolls, muffins, etc.
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Now

"I'll buy some fancy sleeves too," Soddy resolves, agreeing that it's much better bang for the buck than buying a single, specific outfit. "Oh. And maybe we could use our group diversity to make meeting with us seem more fun?" The leshy shrugs. "I've heard some fleshys (and other beings) seem to enjoy that sort of thing."

Soddy seems happy enough to greet the new (to her) faces that are Effie and Holan-Ji. "Hello! My name is Soddy Daisy. Tomorrow I might be someone else, but Soddy Daisy is who I am today."

After the briefing, she considers all of the information offered by her companions as well as by Marcos. "I know that time can play tricks on the memories of fleshys and make them forget things that they knew. Do you think that's happened to Vilk? Because it seems strange that this has been happening for months and he hasn't asked for help or tried to lock himself up before the full month."

Work this entire month has been clown shoes for one reason or another, particularly the last couple of weeks (and it also didn't help that I did something to jack up my back for a bit too). Will get caught up on things very shortly...

Would anyone interested by "The Pallid Plague" as a player? Probably low or mid tier

Delayed response but I might be interested! Note that I've GMed it before, though it's been a while.

I am pretty sure I can GM any of the three scenarios planned for the group at level 7. Pencil me in for 'The Flesh Collector' for now, though obviously if someone else needs to run that for a variety of reasons, I can happily bump back to PC.

A bit late with the upkeep, but noted!

Re: PFS GMing - What everyone else said. For chronicles I use either RPGChronicles or edit the PDF with DocHub, depending on the scenario. I found that RPGChronicles didn't always have support for 1e scenarios, but that may have changed in recent months.

As it stands, the next one up is Midnight Mauler but I can't remember if someone volunteered for that one or not.

Several of us did without a final conclusion. :)

I don't need to use a replay for it, so if someone who would otherwise need to use a replay and wants to run it exists, I certainly can defer to them.

Okay, I've got you tentatively noted down as GM for Midnight Mauler unless someone else wants to tackle it.

I've volunteered to run To Scale the Dragon.

Noted!

I'll scan through some of the other upcoming scenarios and pick one or two to commit to running, too. Since I'm also in a 2e rotation group I mainly want to try and avoid being up to GM for both groups at the same time :)

Also, chronicle looks good! Thank you, GM Nomadical :)

Also also, since I didn't really comment on it earlier - six years, wow! I didn't even realize that we'd been going that long! Thanks to everyone for playing and special thanks to Zith & Hep for sticking with it through all that time and all the different faces that have come and gone <3

@Lady - Can you add a list of Org Play and character numbers to the Scenario list for the other GMs' reference, and edit the Scenario list to show who has volunteered to GM which scenarios coming up, please.

Done on the first part but I think I need a reminder on who's volunteered to GM particular scenarios on the list. As it stands, the next one up is Midnight Mauler but I can't remember if someone volunteered for that one or not.

Though Soddy can certainly be irreverent at times, even she has no trouble picking up on the gravity of the moment. She watches the proceedings with a curious - but silent - intensity.

Enjoy the con!

I've never been to Origins but since it's a...*checks*...5 & 1/2 hour drive from me, give or take, who knows what the future might hold?

Though satisfied that Maria and Zithembe have things under control, Soddy is happy to do what she can to help and sets to work on drawing (or redrawing, in some cases) the ritual circle...

"Oh, but we're almost there," Soddy remarks cheerfully as she falls back a pace from Blue and tosses another of her seemingly-endless seedpod.

Seedpod vs. Blue (Ranged Touch; Bless, PBS): 1d20 + 7 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 7 + 1 + 1 = 13
Damage (B; PBS): 3d6 + 1 ⇒ (3, 6, 4) + 1 = 14

"That was a good idea, taking her sword away!"

Hoping to take some of the attention off Maria, Soddy winds up with yet another seedpod and flings it at Blue!

Seedpod vs. Blue (Ranged Touch; Bless, PBS): 1d20 + 7 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 7 + 1 + 1 = 20
Damage (B; PBS, Seance): 3d6 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (6, 1, 5) + 1 + 2 = 15

About the time the seedpod leaves her fingertips it occurs to her that she's let herself become somewhat separated from the rest of the group and that that's probably not a good thing.

Oh, maybe getting its attention would be BAD...

Having a clean line of sight to the other dullahan, Soddy takes aim once again...

Seedpod vs. Blue (Ranged Touch; Bless, PBS): 1d20 + 7 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 7 + 1 + 1 = 17
Damage (B; PBS, Seance): 3d6 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (2, 5, 6) + 1 + 2 = 16

D'oh! Yes, that works for me, GM.

Having already made use of her infusion, Soddy simply readies to throw a seedpod - though she's not entirely sure how effective it'll be against undead such as these.

With no one having taken her up on it earlier, Soddy quickly chugs one of her infusions, causing her form to become oddly blurry around the edges.

"They can do that?" Soddy stares at the two dullahans, clearly surprised by this information. "Hm...maybe I should change my name more often..."

The leshy holds her position, not wanting to get in the way of her taller companions who need room to maneuver and fight.
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Soddy drinks her infusion of Blur~

"That went as well as could be expected, didn't it?"

Soddy muses for a moment and then begins rattling around in her bag of extracts. "I have some things that might help if anyone wants one," she remarks, pulling out two small vials and holding them up.
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Soddy's got one infusion each of Barkskin and Blur available~

Soddy remains quiet during most of the conversation, having a vague sense - perhaps a remnant of a past life - that sometimes the best thing to do is simply listen rather than talk. But as Sumidagawa's distress at his position becomes more obvious, she finally has something to say.

"Some spirits live on, or take new forms, and that's okay if it's their choice. But your vessels returned to the earth and your spirits got stuck here instead of going where they were meant to go. You never got a choice and neither did Lady Michiko and that wasn't fair. But do you think she would have really wanted herself or you or anyone else she cared about to stay here and become like you are now?"

Diplomacy (Aid Another): 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (3) + 11 = 14

Her thoughts expressed, she pauses and then tugs on the sleeve of whichever party interpreter is standing closest. "Tell him that's what I say, okay?" she whispers.

"That was lively," Soddy remarks as she produces her own wand and gives herself a couple of taps.

CLW Wand: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
CLW Wand: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Wand charges remaining (41).

"Where to next?"

With only one spirit remaining, Soddy hustles back down the corridor and stops next to the Grandfrogger. Though aiming is somewhat difficult with her allies surrounding her target, she nevertheless attempts to throw another seedpod.

Seedpod vs. Blue (Ranged Touch; PBS): 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 7 + 1 = 12
Damage (B; Seance): 3d6 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (4, 6, 1) + 1 + 2 = 14

"I can do this all day so you should just cross back to the other side and make it easier on yourself!"

Ever persistent, Soddy maneuvers around and attempts to throw yet another seedpod...

Seedpod vs. Blue (PBS; Ranged Touch): 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 7 + 1 = 21
Damage (B; Seance): 3d6 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (4, 2, 6) + 1 + 2 = 15

"Might as well be trying to strike mist!"

"Ow, that was rude..."

Taking advantage of the spirit of cooperation granted by the Grandfrogger, Soddy moves into a more advantageous position and attempts to fling another seepod...

Seedpod vs. Blue (PBS; Ranged Touch): 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 7 + 1 = 9 *sad trombone*
Damage (B): 3d6 + 1 ⇒ (5, 2, 5) + 1 = 13

...but it somehow manages to ping off the nearby corner and nearly hit her, instead.

Whoops! Thanks for the reminder; it's been a while :)

"Okay, here I go!"

Soddy slips past Maria and trundles around the corner, before stopping and plucking a seedpod off of her body. She takes aim at Red and throws...

Seedpod vs. Red (Ranged Touch; Into Melee): 1d20 + 7 - 4 ⇒ (9) + 7 - 4 = 12
Damage (B): 3d6 ⇒ (1, 2, 5) = 8
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If that hits, Red needs to make a DC 17 Fort or be entangled (if possible) for 2d4 ⇒ (3, 3) = 6 rounds.

Having only one person able to do things seems to be a common occurrence in the world of jobs. /sigh

That, or running with the bare minimum staffing to get by. And then management has the nerve to be all Surprised Pikachu when it inevitably ends up biting them in the ass because someone quits or has a life event that takes them out of work (whether for an extended time or permanently).

Also, apologies for the wait. This weekend was a good reminder of another reason I've pared down my PbP activity - work has lately either been too busy or the WiFi there too unreliable to be able to do any posting. Not a big deal if you're working 9-5 type hours but more of a hindrance* when you're doing 12 hour shifts.
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*Obviously being free to do anything internet-related at all while at work is a privilege not everyone has and I certainly don't expect to be able to just goof off all the time at work. But it's admittedly a nice perk of working solo at night - as long as the work, when there's work to do, gets done in a proper and timely manner, I'm basically free to kill any downtime I have by watching TV/Youtube, dinking around on my phone, posting here, playing games on my Switch, or whatever.

Soddy stands on tip-toe to try and see what's happening, but it's difficult due to her stature, the close quarters, and her taller allies being scattered around. She hesitates, waiting for opportunity to present itself...
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Soddy will Delay for the moment~

"I'm alive!" Soddy huffs indignantly, wiping furiously at her face with a sleeve, clearly unnerved by the sudden overwhelming emotion she just experienced. "I am a leshy. Hath not a leshy eyes? Hath not a leshy hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? Fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer as a fleshy is? If you prick us, do we not bleed?"

A pause.

"Well...it isn't blood that we bleed, but I think you understand what I meant."

Another pause.

"I wish I'd come up with that speech all on my own, but I heard it in this fleshy-made play that I saw in Absalom once. Quoting it seemed appropriate. Anyway, it sounds like Sleeping Sword would like to carry the pendant. I'm okay with that."

Life's been busy but I'll try to catch up later tonight...

"Really? Since they're in such a nice pattern and all angled the same way, maybe it was part of a ritual," Soddy remarks as she gazes around the chamber. "Or maybe it was a trap made by someone that favors symmetry!"

Soddy cautiously ambles into the chamber with everyone else but is so busy looking for suspicious things that she fails to notice the suspicious thing right in front of her until someone else calls it out and moves to take action.

"Oh! Where'd they come from??"

Soddy remains silent as Sleeping Sword experiences a moment of faith. As he completes his prayer, the leshy offers him a hand to get him back on his feet - an amusing sight, given the height difference. While she herself doesn't feel a strong calling to any particular faith, she can't help but feel solidarity with those that follow deities of the sun.*

"I'll help. Sometimes it's good to bring light to dark places."
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*One of my 2e characters is a leshy champion of Sarenrae :)

Soddy has to take a moment to parse Sleeping Sword's reply but then gives a satisfied nod. "Yes. Some people can listen and read and understand but others learn best by doing. I'm like that too. And so I can't be afraid of trying something new, otherwise I won't learn!"

Noticing that Maria seems to hesitate the slightest bit before carefully beginning to scout to the north, the leshy simply gives the elf a thumbs up.
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North is fine with me!

Though Sleeping Sword doesn't give any indications that anything is amiss when he dons the gloves, Soddy feels the need to make sure. She gently tugs on the old monk's sleeve to get his attention.

"Hello! We can see you, can you see us?"

Soddy's archetype allows her to use Profession: Herbalist in place of Craft: Alchemy checks.

Soddy perks up as the cache of potions is revealed and she reaches out her hands for them. "Ancient potions! May I have a look?"

Profession: Herbalist (DC 20): 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (6) + 12 = 18
Profession: Herbalist (DC 20): 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (2) + 12 = 14
Profession: Herbalist (DC 20): 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (17) + 12 = 29

The leshy takes a few moments to swirl each potion around, holding them up to the light to better judge their color and viscosity, before carefully opening each one to have a sniff and a small taste. But alas, she's only able to identify the third potion's function.

"This one is thick and coats the tongue. Slightly bitter, purple in color...it's a potion of Remove Blindness/Deafness."

"A little cold is okay but too much makes my daisies wilt. I think it'll be okay though, as long as I keep away from sharp, icy blades. That's usually not too hard."

"Usually."

"Oh! Yes, north is a good direction."
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The above is meant as flavor; Soddy doesn't have any cold weakness in a mechanical sense :)

Soddy watches the proceedings with interest, but does her best to stay out of the way while those more attuned to the spirit world see to the shrine. She does nod along as Maria explains the proper way to approach a shrine such as this one.

"Each spirit is different, just like each fleshy is different. Different things make them happy."

She also does her best to keep her eyes peeled for any signs of trouble while the others work.

^It is indeed the thought that counts! And it's always good to be reminded that it's not just the US/West that celebrates holidays.

It's okay GM, hang in there and I hope they're able to repair your laptop speedily and without too horrible of a cost!
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Apropos of nothing but since it occasionally comes up, I wanted to mention that as of the beginning of February I am no longer an acting Venture Agent. Nothing's wrong, just decided that 4+ years was plenty and that I'd like to step back and allow for some fresh blood to step up for the Online VO Corps.

Not sure when that change will be reflected on my website profile but just consider me an Average Jane once more.

"Wow! You took care of that angry spirit with no problem," Soddy remarks, sounding impressed. "Do you encounter angry spirits often? Something tells me that you do."

As Maria suggests their next move the leshy nods, daisies gently bobbing in agreement. "That makes sense to me."

No worries, GM!

Soddy Daisy considers the mission and then considers the weight of her personal coin pouch. "Hmm. I think I have enough shiny coins to become better prepared."

"I am now prepared!"

"The Rivethun teaches that the flesh is transient and malleable, and that what matters is the being. But you suggest that your flesh is static while your being changes?" he asks the leshy.

"Hmm...maybe?" Soddy shrugs. "We leshys are nature spirits given physical form. But we're like fleshys, our being changes as we learn and grow and experience life here. And sometimes we change our names to reflect that. Or sometimes we just name ourselves after something we like about the natural world. Or after a physical trait we have, like my daisies. It varies from leshy to leshy."

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (4) + 11 = 15

"Really?" Soddy asks, looking at Zithembe. "I heard this person liked to fill their poems full of heroic acts and tragic deaths. Very melodramatic, very common. But if you can think of a thing, apparently there will be someone out there that enjoys it."

Might have to shoot a PM if you haven't already, just in case they're not getting updates for this campaign for some reason.

The leshy nods at Hepsubia and sticks her hand out for a shake. "Hello! My name is Soddy Daisy. Tomorrow I might be someone else, but Soddy Daisy is who I am today." There's a slight pause and then she adds, "You change your name too? Most fleshys I meet just have one name that doesn't change. So we have something in common!"

The sudden movement of Sleeping Sword out of his seat causes Soddy to jump and she quickly turns to look at him. "Oh! Sleeping Sword is a sleeping style? Fleshys have sleeping styles? I learn more every day!"

A soft whispering of leaves and the sound of something coarse scraping against wood is enough to draw one's attention to the funny little creature that currently sits in one of the chairs. It's about the size of a halfling that seems to be made entirely of vines and leaves, twisted into a humanoid shape. An especially large cluster of leaves forms a rudimentary face, with two round eyes, a small hole for a mouth, and no nose to speak of. Framing its face are several daisies, twisted into the vines and leaves of its body, bobbing gently with each of the creature's movements. It wears few clothes aside from a mithral chain shirt and a large floppy sunhat which rustles as it looks around.

"I like stories," the leshy nods, daisies bobbing in agreement. "Poffis says you can learn lots of things from stories and I want to learn as much as I can. Learning is very important, you know."

Ours was good here. DH had to work during the day Christmas Eve and I worked at night on Christmas Day so each of us sort of did our own thing and went to the family gatherings that our individual schedules would allow for - which is nothing unusual, #healthcareworkerlife and all that. Thankfully neither of our families live more than an hour & 1/2 away by car so at least there isn't a huge amount of driving to be done.

We also had some sickness run through our house in December but in our case it was RSV. Didn't ruin the holidays but it did make a good portion of the month annoying and uncomfortable -_-