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Sulmoro shakes off any doubt from his last wound and moves to assist his comrades.

"I thank you for soothing my wounds, and let me return the pain to their next fighter." he says as he moves shoulder to shoulder with Kurik.

Mwk. Cold Iron Nodachi: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 6 + 1 = 20
Damage (S): 1d10 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13

"Bold, it feels to be mismatched but we will give you the challenge you ask for."

Mwk. Cold Iron Nodachi: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 6 + 1 = 18
Damage (S): 1d10 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 6 + 1 = 17

Profession (Soldier): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12

Boon: 1d20 ⇒ 9

"Surround and strike." Sulmoro says calmly as he maneuvers around allies to get into position.

Mwk. Cold Iron Nodachi + Flank: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 6 + 1 + 2 = 15
Damage (S): 1d10 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 6 + 1 = 17

"I would not be hasty on the judgements of these organizers, but yes, I will still protect you all!" Sulmoro says once again stepping into the fray swinging his long blade.

Mwk. Cold Iron Nodachi: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 6 + 1 + 1 = 15
Damage (S): 1d10 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 6 + 1 = 14

Mwk. Cold Iron Nodachi: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 6 + 1 + 1 = 24
Damage (S): 1d10 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 6 + 1 = 13

Determined, Sulmoro attempts to carve out pieces of the elemental.

"It feels as if my blades sharpen whenever someone is in danger. The thrill of it, I felt for a moment I would miss!" Sulmoro says bowing to his opponent. He watches as his allies have their wounds healed before helping them up.

"More battles await, do not lose confidence."

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Unable to close the full distance in his armor, Sulmoro gets as close as possible before taking a defensive stance. Total Defense: 22 AC.

Sulmuro quickly advances towards the creature and brings his nodachi down towards the creature.

"You will not be hurting my comrades, not while I stand."

Mwk. Cold Iron Naginata: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 6 + 1 + 1 = 14
Shirt Re-roll: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 6 + 1 + 1 = 27
Damage (P): 1d10 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 6 + 1 = 10

Critical Confirm: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 6 + 1 + 1 = 19
Critical Damage (P): 1d10 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 6 + 1 = 14

"Honor, it is true but I defend my allies till the end. Luckily, your own has come within my reach." he says unsure after the insult and in turn steps over the fallen clown before striking out at the warrior woman.

Club: 1d20 + 5 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 5 + 1 + 1 = 15
Damage: 1d10 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 5 + 1 = 13

Not being able to reach the other opponents, Sulmoro defends his general.

Club: 1d20 + 5 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 5 + 1 + 1 = 16
Damage: 1d10 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 5 + 1 = 12

"Mighty blows but it takes two of you to handle one of me? Thank you for your aid Crone!" Sulmoro says as the soothing magic gives him vigor back.

He sweeps his club out at the nearby blue robed actor before stepping back into line with the others, "HYEAAAAAH!"

Club: 1d20 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 5 + 1 = 20
Damage: 1d10 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 5 + 1 = 9

"Forward! You there in the yellow, you shall be the first to test yourself against my might!" Sulmoro calls out as he steps forward to strike at the first enemy. Challenge: Allies gain +1 to attack against yellow.

Club: 1d20 + 5 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 5 + 1 + 1 = 25
Damage: 1d10 + 5 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 5 + 1 + 1 = 14

"A Noble Warrior, it isn't even a role for me. I do hope we get placed across from the Aspis." Sulmoro says testing the weight of the club, he spins it around in a display of martial prowess.

He then looks towards the others, "I will fight alongside you, and watch your back." he says nodding at Javid. Making Javid my Ward for the day.

Sulmoro snarls for not being able to reach any enemies, yet again, so he rushes out towards the sounds of battle in the more open area. Seeing Jilla being attacked he rushes to her aid.

Double Move.

Sulmoro opens the door and moves into the hallway.

"These worms make me come to them!"

Sulmoro rushes out of bed and grabs his weapon.

"The Aspis shouldn't be using snakes as a symbol, they are about as clever as the muck they are wallowing in." Sulmoro comments as they fish out their ally. He cleans his weapon as they head back, watching behind him fairly often to make sure they don't try anything.

"Good work, this group is merciless and strong. What do we think the next test will be?" he ask the others.

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At the inn, Sulmoro tries to choose a room near the entrance to the hallway, to be ready for anything that may come next. Ever cautious. He rests his weapon against the wall and lays down to rest.

Sulmoro steps and strikes, hoping to punish the fallen foe.

"Foolish, falling in battle is a surefire way to die."

Cold Iron Nodachi: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15
Damage (Slashing): 1d10 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

"The coward from the bar? You have survived this long?" Suluro says turning his head to the side and working towards the Aspis.

He then moves again to get in their path before taking a defensive stance. (Total Defense: 22 AC for the turn.

Sulmoro starts to move towards his ally to protect them, "They are upon us."

"Armor, they may be tough to strike but I do not fear for us. If our time in the arena is any indicator."

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26

"Here, under this refuse. This carving appears to pertain to that pump? Does someone want to work it?" Sulmuro asks hefting up the carving.

"I do not believe it will help him. Perhaps I overdid it." Sulmoro says cocking his head at the work of his blade. He takes a moment in the lull to clean it, not needing healing himself.

Sulmoro steps and brings his sword across his foe in a whistling arc.

Cold Iron Nodachi: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25
Damage (Slashing): 1d10 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15

Critical Confirm: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21
Damage (Slashing): 1d10 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14

"This is no time for requesting a foe to yield. More beasts could be released at any time. If it wishes for combat, then it will be given." Sulmoro says closing the gap and making his intentions known.

Intimidate (Demoralize): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

The nagaji swipes his blade through the air once again as the stirge comes in for a taste of his blood.

Cold Iron Nodachi: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24
Damage (Slashing): 1d10 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14

Critical Confirm: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22
Damage (Slashing): 1d10 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15

"I refuse to let any of my allies fall. Let your gnats come!" Sulmoro cheers pulling out his favored blade and heading towards the blue winged creature.

Cold Iron Nodachi: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7
Damage (Slashing): 1d10 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7 Oh okay, I will be right back. Going to burn these dice.

Strength: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13

Sulmoro seeing no reason to clear the room, he pushes aside any in his way.

"I have no time for those giving in to panic." he states.

I am not sure the goal here, mostly because of the Clear A Space rules, for being blocked or trampled?

Sulmoro steps beside Javid and prepares for what is outside.

"We are split. I am a landwalker and will stay here to fight. From here on...you are my ward." he says while putting a arm across his chest momentarily. Making Javid my ward in case I ever need to use my resolve on them.

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"Revenge does not suit the alone and ill-prepared." Sulmoro says, shaking his head.

Light Flail: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15
Damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10

Sulmoro takes the moment to stash his rubies somewhere safer before drawing his shield.

"I fear not the others grabbing for rubies, when on land. If we aren't skilled in the water we would be in graver danger...there were those here at home in the water." Sulmoro says shaking his head at the idea of swimming for it.

He sighs as someone already takes the plunge.

Delaying my 3rd turn for the moment.

With the ruby snatched up, Sulmoro focuses on the Aspis agent. He stares it down while swinging his light flail.

Light Flail: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10
Damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

"Hah, fortune smiles on this one but we need more. Foul assassins deserve no place here. Stand strong together and claim another." Sulmoro gloats as he scoops up his ruby clenching it in an open hand. Challenging the Red Mantis.

Move: Take the ruby. Swift: Challenge Red (Allies Get +1 Attack when I threaten. Standard->Move: Move towards enemy.

"Testing our might in the darker corners of the city. It shall be done and easily by the looks of the warriors within our den." he says looking over the group again.

Sulmuro is a fledgling samurai, he uses a Nodachi but doesn't have Shield Brace yet so wields his a Light Flail with his Heavy Shield atm. He is a Dragon Order so helps his party and will eventually be an aid another machine.

"Sulmoro works as a guide to the darker parts of Absalom, the Society is a...nicer...patron than usual."

The quiet words come from an imposing Nagaji, clad in black scalemail that match his own. His eyes are serious but his lips curl into a smile. He looks about the group nodding at Javid's insistence to be quiet.

"Yes, listening is good. Do well to listen if I ever tell you to step behind me. I will protect us if this mission gets dangerous."

Aside from his armor, the warrior uses an exotically long sword of Nagajor make.

Player Name: Agent Eclipse
Character Name: Sulmoro
Character Level: 1
PFS Number: 54329-5
Faction: Sovereign Court
Discord name (if you have one): Agent Eclipse#8032

A rather large Nagaji struts into the lodge and takes a stand in the center of the room. He pulls out a notice and his deep voice fills the room.

"My lord is calling upon the adventurers who have responded to his notice. Trouble is brewing at the Blakros Museum once again and his agents are mustering at his estate. The brawler Kroanis, the warpriest Uther, and the ranger Grim step forward for glory!"

The Voice of Mag/Kroanis
ShieldBug/Uther Blackwater
Emilio Ares/Grim Trovehunter

As they step forward he cheers them on and plays some chords on his samisen. He orders some Tian Xia rice wine between them stepping forward to share.

"Ah! You lot do look brave! Not as brave as myself but that is why I get the more extravagant jobs, hah. There are already two...well three companions waiting for you. A spooky fellow and brewer. They were eager to make use of the flowing tea and lush accommodations before going to that crazy Museum."

[OutPost I] GM Eclipse Mists of Mwangi

The large Nagaji steps into and loudly clears his throat. His hand leaves the hilt of his blade and takes the samisen off his back...

"Sssulmoro, Charming Sssaint of Sssword. This blade wins over the pockets and trust of lords when my reputation does not." he sings while interjecting intense strums on his instrument.

Order of the Cockatrice Samurai confident in his abilities. Would rather win people over...because they can't shower him with praise and gold if they are dead.

Yeah, thanks everyone for the game. Was super fun. Agirran reminds me a bit of Deadpool.

Player: Agent Eclipse
Character: Sulmoro
Faction: The Sovereign Court
PFS #: 54329-5
Day Job: 24 ( On first page)

Sulmoro, too, is ready to leave and boast of the adventure.

Sulmoro pulls out a cloth and cleans his blade before sheathing it and walking over to look at the carved corpses for some sort of reward.

After giving it a glance over he nods to Lynn and starts leading the dwarves to the boat, carrying any that can't make the rest of the walk.

"Let's get you back to the boat. A job well done deserves a coin purse well filled!" he laughs excitedly and begins to sing recap of their adventure.

Sulmoro revels in the fight and watching the priest cut down before turning his attention to the thug on the roof. Unable to reach him he steps into his view and points his blade while calling out, "You can't hope to stand against us, COWARD!".

Intimidate (Demoralize): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25
10+HD+WIS Mod or Shaken 1 Round + 1 Round per 5 over opposing check

Sulmoro pivots and attempts a diagonal slash as he steps up to the priest who is busy getting assaulted by the others. Spurred on by Lynns inspiring song he puts his weight into the attack.

"Shall you provide more of a challenge than your muscle? I think not!" he hisses.

Katana, Power Attack: 1d20 + 5 - 1 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 5 - 1 + 2 + 1 = 14
Damage, Power Attack: 1d8 + 6 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 6 + 3 + 1 = 15

Sulmoro sighs as the tiger runs by him so he turns to the other enforcer and calls out a challenge before rushing over to him.

Challenge: +1 Damage and +1 Damage if only I threaten.

En route he is tagged by his arrow angering the Nagaji.

"Now, now! Put down the bow and face me with a real weapon!" he sneers painfully.

Upon reaching him he strikes a horizontal slash hoping to return the favor of the wound in his side.

Katana, Power Attack: 1d20 + 5 - 1 ⇒ (20) + 5 - 1 = 24
Damage, Power Attack: 1d8 + 6 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 6 + 3 + 1 = 14

Confirm Crit: 1d20 + 5 - 1 ⇒ (18) + 5 - 1 = 22
Critical Damage, Power Attack: 1d8 + 6 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 6 + 3 + 1 = 16

"Looking tough isn't enough to keep you alive or get you paid." Sulmoro hisses at the right enforcer while pointing at him claiming his target.

"Marius is capable of handling himself but he could have ran into one of the old ladies inside. We shouldn't tarry long as we have some lovely little packages to deliver to the ship." Sulmoro says while helping along the dwarves.

"Agreed. Getting these poor souls to safety is our utmost concern to accomplish our patrons task." Sulmoro adds in as he also leaves the trap door fanning out to intercept any threats.

"Hah! True that Agirran but these blobs don't look like they have any to spare." Sulmoro laughs in reply.

"This blade seeks glory!" Sulmoro exclaims as he moves into position and comes down with his blade.

Katana, Power Attack: 1d20 + 5 - 1 ⇒ (13) + 5 - 1 = 17
Damage, Power Attack: 1d8 + 6 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 6 + 3 = 12