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Thaddeus Bournemouth III's page
 25 posts. Organized Play character for Luke_Parry.
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Male Half-Elf DEAD
I am working on the assumption that this thread is dead in the water at present :-/
G.M.E.W, although we have only been together a short time, I think that you did fairly well as a GM; best of luck in the future :-)
Male Half-Elf DEAD
Seeing Solomon being harried, Thaddeus again attempts to slash at the man he attacked before...
MW Ivory-hilted Cold Iron Elven Curve Blade: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7, for 1d10 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16 Slashing damage.
...but his blow goes wide.
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Male Half-Elf DEAD
Thaddeus moves to K2, and takes a swing at the sole remaining blue creature with his Curve Blade...
MW Ivory-hilted Cold Iron Elven Curve Blade: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23, for 1d10 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8 Cold Iron Slashing damage.
Male Half-Elf DEAD
Quioxti, Solomon took out the creature in K3 during the surprise round. The creature in L3, on the other hand, is still there, as is the creature in K6.
Round 1:
Thaddeus quickly (albeit a little drunkenly) rushes into the room, finishing-up adjacent to the human at the back...
Double move, ending-up in I3.
Male Half-Elf DEAD
Surprise Round:
Thaddeus moves forward 20' (to H8).
Male Half-Elf DEAD
That works for me. Onward!
Male Half-Elf DEAD
Languages are on the LHS of Thaddeus' sheet - Common, Elven, Ancient Osiriani, and Infernal.
"We can try moving forward quietly, but I warn you, I am not good at being stealthy; I tend to be rather noisy..."
Stealth: 1d20 - 5 ⇒ (13) - 5 = 8.
Male Half-Elf DEAD
Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24.
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Thaddeus arches an eyebrow.
"One can only hope; I am not traipsing around down here for the health benefits that it offers..."
Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16.
West works for me :-)
Male Half-Elf DEAD
Thaddeus winks at Domitian.
"You seemed eager to extract poison from that spider; how about you just use these vials of poison instead? The other two are curing potions. I would recommend we keep them separate from the poison, though; we would not want any unfortunate accidents!"
As the party progresses down the tunnel, Thaddeus sniffs in disgust.
"Uggh! Sewers..."
Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10.
Male Half-Elf DEAD
Thaddeus, muttering under his breath, casts Detect Magic, and turns to regard the four vial that were discovered...
Craft(Alchemy) [to identify poisons/alchemical objects]: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 1 = 15.
Craft(Alchemy) [to identify poisons/alchemical objects]: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6.
Craft(Alchemy) [to identify poisons/alchemical objects]: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 1 = 11.
Craft(Alchemy) [to identify poisons/alchemical objects]: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 1 = 17.
Perception (to identify potions): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27.
Perception (to identify potions): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23.
Perception (to identify potions): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20.
Perception (to identify potions): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27.
Male Half-Elf DEAD
"A moment, Gentlemen. Let's check this room, first..."
Thaddeus conducts a cursory search of the room...
Perception 'take 10' = 17.
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Round 2:
Swearing loudly in Infernal, Thaddeus clambers the rest of the way down the rope, as quickly as he can...
Accelerated Climb:1d20 + 4 - 5 ⇒ (6) + 4 - 5 = 5 Vs DC 5.
That was a little too close for comfort :-/
Coming down next to the spider (E2), he takes a swing at it with his fine elven blade!
MW Ivory-hilted Cold Iron Elven Curve Blade: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19, for 1d10 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7 Cold Iron Slashing damage.
Male Half-Elf DEAD
Well, I guess Thaddeus spends a full-round action retrieving and fastening the rope... Hopefully, by the end of Round 2, he will actually manage to get down there ;-)
Male Half-Elf DEAD
Thaddeus eyes the sewer entrance that Domitian just jumped through incredulously.
"I would rather not try that. I tend to be a little... unsteady... on my feet."
He then pulls out a hammer and piton, anchors the piton securely at the entrance, and ties a rope to it, letting it drop down into the darkness.
"There, that should work a trifle better!"
He then proceeds to climb down the rope.
Climb: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24 Vs DC 5
Talk about over-kill :-p
Male Half-Elf DEAD
Thaddeus eyes the sewer grate with open distaste.
"Just a moment..."
He digs through his pack for some sturdy water-proof boots, and then, with some effort, swaps the dainty leather shoes that he had been wearing for them, before pulling out a scented handkerchief, which he ties across his nose.
"Right then. After you, gentlemen..."
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Thaddeus nods.
"I agree, we should get going. There is no time to waste; these fiends will be made to pay for what they have done! I hope that you do not mind if I take a bottle with me, though..."
Male Half-Elf DEAD
Thaddeus' natural boisterousness is somewhat subdued as the Venture Captain's tale of woe unfolds; although he does not stop drinking, he has the grace to do so quietly.
Once she has finished, he bows, before calmly stating:
"I cannot speak for the others, but such an attack on the noble populace of Taldor should not, and will not, go unavenged. Those who are responsible will pay for their vile actions!"
I have no further questions, and am ready to go :-)
Male Half-Elf DEAD
Taking another long swig from his goblet, Thaddeus nods to the boy.
"By all means, lead on!"
Male Half-Elf DEAD
@Solomon: With some notable exceptions (such as Irrisen, or parts of the Mwangi Expanse that are controlled by The Aspis Consortium), The Pathfinder Society is generally at least tolerated in most countries on Golarion, so it is probably safe to note our affiliation openly.
Thaddeus quirks an eyebrow at the boy's greeting.
"I trust that there will be suitable... refreshments... at the lodge here?"
He then meaningfully takes a sip from his clay mug, before continuing.
"As to your problem, we were told that there might be a small vermin infestation that needed to be dealt with..."
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Thaddeus nods.
"Hey, an opportunity to kill rats, sample Taldor's ales, and even do a little rescuing sounds like a great way to spend a couple of days!"
He then follows Quioxti's example, finishing off his mug with one long pull.
"Let's get this traveling circus on the road!"
Ready.
Male Half-Elf DEAD
Thaddeus shrugs his shoulders, and rolls his eyes once the venerable human has left.
"Ah well. I am sure that we will manage to have an interesting time, even with him around."
He then accepts his papers from the VC, and turns a broad grin on Domitian.
"Well, we have a few hours to kill before our ship departs. I just need to grab my things from my footlocker in the dorm, and then I am ready to go. What say you to kicking our heels back for a few hours in the taverns of Absalom, before we need to set sail...?"
Male Half-Elf DEAD
Thaddeus is a young, fresh-faced half-elf, dressed in an immaculately kept Courtier's Outfit, in the latest style from Kaer Maga. He periodically sips a mildly alcoholic brew from a clay mug, which never seems to become empty.
Thaddeus grins at Domitian.
"Indeed! It has been far too long since I have been back in Taldor, and I would certainly not mind a free trip there, and the opportunity to catch-up on the latest fashions. Absalom is a nice place to visit, but the taverns here leave a little to be desired. Why, the last time I was in Cassomir, I remember that I went on such a bender down at the docks that I..."
His voice trails off.
"...but perhaps that is a story for another time. How about we say that whomever kills the most 'rats' gets free drinks for the night afterward?"
Male Half-Elf DEAD
For a Taldor-centric campaign, I will bring the Oracle... He is, after all, the Taldan equivalent of a College kid on a perpetual spring break ;-)
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