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Thalion waits a moment to see if anyone else grabs any of the items, before gathering what remains and finding places in his backpack and various pouches for the found goods and coins. Once the guide confirms it all, the cleric of Erastil smiles broadly at the villager, "Glad you found it fit to trust us. Perhaps when this is all over, we can enjoy a bit of food and drink together and give you more reason to extend that trust."

With an easy pace matching that of the guide, Thalion takes the time to chat with the villager while taking in the surroundings.

Nice call Janus on the Pokemon Go. I just downloaded the game yesterday morning, and took kids to the local park to enjoy the game. They loved it (I might run out of poke balls though, if they let me throw too many of them - for some reason I'm not quite throwing them straight).

There is a huge number of stops and 3 gyms just north of me thanks to a school and park. Alas, it's too far from where I sit for me to take advantage of them. I shudder to think what it will be like for the school come fall.

My wife is watching us most carefully, to make sure it doesn't become too much of a thing in our house.

Following closely behind Janus, and moves by Riven to look over Flare as Janus turns away to deal with the vampires. "What do you think is wrong with Flare?"

Heal aid Riven: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24

Thalion has Lesser Restoration and can cast it if that will help. Alas, the regular Restoration is beyond me at this moment.

Hope you feel better Janus, and I am saddened by the bad news, DireMerc. Hang in there, and as Riven said, we'll be here when you get back.

With the other vile creatures downed, Thalion focuses himself and rains arrows upon the remaining vampire with his twin bows. "Begone, and leave us in peace!"

Spiritual Bow round 3/5
Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10
Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Thalion's Bow - rapid shot at -2 each
Attack 1: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7
Damage 1: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

Attack 2: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9
Damage 2: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10

Alas, in his haste, the errant arrows go every which way but true, eliciting a curse under the frustrated cleric's breath.

Apparently, Thalion still needs to work some kinks out on his new bow...

The divine bow continues its barrage on the targeted creature. Encouraged by its success, Thalion pulls out his own bow and fires a shot into the fray.

Spiritual weapon (bow) round 2/5
Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12
Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

Priority on the one the Spiritual bow target, the other if it fell
Thalion's mw composite bow (str +3), with precise shot
Attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12
Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

Ooh, I cringe at that bad typing of a post. Alas, it was a good hit, and I didn't want to mess it up with any edits :P.

I will miss you Flare!

Thalion draws on the spiritual energy offered by his patron Erastil, and a weapon of energy bow? mace? something else?[/ooc] appears and strikes at the menace furthest away. "Be gone! Foul creatures!

Atk: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24
Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

Spiritual Weapon Round 1/5

"Aha! Nice Cynthia. They are...they are...what are they?" Thalion reaches for his well worn morningstar as he eyes the figures suspiciously.

Thalion has no K:Religion! He's more of an intuitive cleric.
Initiative: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10

Thalion peers into the basement. Bothered by the dimness and the mist, he pulls out a sling bullet and lights it up Light spell before tossing it below. "Coffins and toy shops just don't belong together." He squints for a penetrating glance into the lower room before looking back to the more knowledgeable peers. "Anything we should worry about before walking into overwhelming odds and emerging the victor? I mean, that's how all stories go, right?"

Hopefully. Despite his attempt to make light of the situation, the cleric shivers at the unnaturalness of the situation at hand.

Thalion nods at the suggestion. "If nothing else, it'll be easier to dive out the window to the outside if we need to run." The cleric smacks his forehead at the thought and turns to Flare. "Make sure you don't include that when you write about our heroic deeds!" He then proceeds to pry the boards before returning near the trapdoor.

Thalion puts away his morningstar as he looks about. "I'm with you Janus. This place looks so...unused." The young man fights off a sneeze from the heavy dust present, and takes the time to study the dollhouse while he waits for others to settle in. "What are we looking for here again? Some sort of trouble?"

From the outside, how big is this place? Dimensions and number of stories would be helpful to get a sense of how much we'll be exploring, not counting the basement since that would be...underground.

Thalion looks at Janus' efforts and pulls out his trusty ol' morningstar. "Does anyone have a crowbar handy by chance?"

Thalion joins his "cleric" buddy if no one has a crowbar for the boards. This is looking to be a not-too-quiet entry...

Thalion wrinkles his nose at the odor as he surveys the surroundings. "What happened to the owner of the place? Do we need to clear this with anyone before entering the place?" As the cleric waits for word, he looks for some sort of window and a gap to peer through.

Thalion shrugs helplessly at the request for curing poison. "I fear neutralizing poison is beyond my meager powers, though perhaps we can address this ailment with more mundane means? My colleague and I have some experience tending to the ill, and may be able to keep the condition from worsening, if nothing else." The cleric looks over to Janus apologetically, realizing belatedly he just volunteered his comrade's aid without checking with him first.

Timing-wise, did this request for aid on poison come as everyone was gathering back up? I didn't want to presume it in my response, and so limited to including only Janus..

Ooh, with that roll I think I'd contract anything. Here's to my first use of an MP point:

Cure Disease at CL +2: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23

Thalion frowns at the prevalence of the disease as he takes some time to study what common ailments are plaguing the folks here.

Fort Save: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7

The cleric sighs as the day winds down. "There is so much suffering here..." He shakes his head at the apparent helplessness of it all before gathering up his belongings and checking in with his colleagues on their findings thus far.

Please let me know if I managed to have contracted something (or Janus). I can tap into the strange mythical powers for a cure disease or two (at caster level +2). If we continue on, starting tomorrow I can prepare a remove disease each day and still have one slot open for something else useful.

As Thalion explores the slums with the group, he takes the time to note those in need of healing, and assist where he can while making small talk about things that those in the slums talk about, especially anything related to those who provide healing and food who may have stopped coming by recently and what they may have heard about it.

Healing skill (Take 10, +7, +1 Guidance spell): 18
Diplomacy(GI): 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (19) + 10 = 29 Time: 1d4 ⇒ 4 Hours

Cool. I'll put us down for 2000, minus the 704, and start tracking our pooled gold from 1296. I'm not worried about individual stuff - I think we're all updating our sheets for those. I just figure I'd volunteer if no one is tracking the unallocated goods. Should this go to the Discussion thread in the future? I'm not actually doing anything more as I was the last to act, so this is totally an ooc post.

Nice on that bonded armor thing.

Thalion puts his arms around round the party poser cleric. "Now that you've chosen the path of the faithful, we can be best buds. I've got your back, friend. And hopefully not with an wayward arrow." With a grin, he releases Janus and hefts his backpack to ease out a twist on the strap. "I suggest we get some basic foods, supplies, and may be an outfit for the new cleric here. We can head to the slums and do our best to be helpful while we get the lay of the area."

Thalion turns over to Cressida and bows slightly. "Thanks for all your help. May be we can meet back up over a drink sometime and exchange notes once we learn more. Is there a place you frequent where we can find each other without arousing too much suspicion?

Quick economics check - Thalion spent 704 of the party gold to get that mw composite longbow (str +3) and 2 quivers of cold iron arrows. Do we have a party treasurer? If not, if anyone can give me an idea of how much we have right now, and I'd be glad to keep track of it going forward.

Thalion finally takes the time to look over Janus, and nods appreciatively at the somewhat familiar tenor of the man. "If there had to be a fellow mark-bearer, I for one am glad it's you. Welcome to the party!" With a pat on the back and a boyish grin, the gesture seals the cleric's naive approval of the new comrade.

"Perhaps we should visit a tavern or two, mingle with the locals over a few drinks, and let loose some rumor about you?"

"Or perhaps we can do something more helpful first during the day and see what we can do about finding the person or perhaps offering some services, so they know there is a new *ahem* cleric in town."

"And don't worry, I've got your back. See my new bow? I can't believe I finally have a bow of my own!" The follower of Erastil lets out a contented sigh at the thought, and prepares to move on as he looks Flare for a sign of what's next.

Thalion looks to Flare, who looks to Janus. Fun times.

Thalion shifts uncomfortably at Janus' suggestion, and his hand begins to reach instinctively towards the wooden bow and arrow carving draped about his neck before hesitating and returning to his side. "Perhaps I can pose as who I really am, a pilgriming cleric who is unhappy the healers of the community have been killed?"

Thalion steps up slightly following Flare's offer and beams the commander a smile. "Is there is a need for any healing services while the faithful of Abadar recover? We may be of some small assistance in this and in other ways, should you find it fit to use us."

Diplomacy aid Flare: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (2) + 10 = 12

Did you fall off the boat back at the dock Janus? You look a little hurt :P

Thalion hurries to catch up with Flare and Cynthia before slowing to lockstep with them. Seeing the way to the temple blocked, the cleric sighs lightly before casting a glance over at her friends as if to say "Now what?"

Hesitating here purposefully before stepping up to the guards to strike up a conversation.

Thalion would not be that Sense Motive person, either. He might give things away for trinkets and food. Would people be ok if Thalion dipped into the pool of gps a bit and got himself a pretty bow? I assume I would be able to procure one and the cold iron arrows without much incident before we left.

Thalion shivers at the mention of vampires. Despite the little he's managed to remember from the countless lectures and lessons, the cleric knew undeads are seldom good news, especially intelligent ones. "Perhaps we should find a place to stay first and settle in?"

Turning to the harbormaster before taking leave, he inquires innocently. "Any place you'd recommmend for a few days stay? Hopefully one with good food, drink and friendly company."

Plan: settle in, gather some information, and see about where Thalion can help out medically while learning more about the vampires and what happened at the temple.

"But, why do you need bandages when you've got me? Oh, wait, you mean to sell." Thalion scratches his unkempt hair as he tries to keep up with the conversation. "No Erastil representation hereabouts then, it seems. Hmm, Joley did mention my Faith is not big within the city confines." The boy's mood saddens at the name, and he sighs as he regains his composure and continues to follow along.

I am here! Either way with the gold. I would like to get my hands on a good bow and some arrows, but otherwise the Cleric is ready. Heading over to the game shortly. Have to get my game persona on first. What does a 16 year old boy think about again? Oh yeah...

...Food!

Thalion can help with healing, although he's not too experienced on the merchantile side of clericing.

The resident cleric is on the lookout for a pretty bow - masterwork, about +3 str, and some fine cold iron arrows. Pricing it out should be - er...700gp plus change (for the cold iron arrows)?

Any which way is fine. Thalion would like a bow and some arrows. Beyond that, he just needs to pick up stuff to replace whatever was lost to the pesky pirates. Thalion is in agreement with Flare - what I am more worried over - did Thalion recover the Hermea coins and the figurine?

Thalion stretches lazily as he takes in the pleasant comfort of being back among friends. "You know, it's been a while since we've feasted together. Perhaps a trip to the market to take in the sights and the foods are in order?"

Thalion follows the group up the ship, just in time to watch Flare deck a person. The familiar sight of her friend lashing out in anger causes the cleric to (nearly) burst out in tears. "Flare! It's so good to see you. I was beginning to doubt we'd..." His words were cut off by the sight of the arcanist in action!

No less impressed at Riven's work on the captain, Thalion begins rushing over to hug her (not so long) lost friend, before thinking better of it and heads over the surrendered first mate.

"Why did you take us? What did you do to my figurine! And the rest of our stuff, too!"

Meanwhile, below deck...

"But, but, but...what about my stuff?" The forlorn cleric stomps his foot in frustration before chasing after Janus and Victor.

Upon seeing a familiar face, the cleric struggles at his restraints anew and calls out helplessly. "By the Erastil! It's good to see you friend. Say, any chance you can get me out of these bonds? This is not the most comfortable position they have me in here."

Realizing belatedly there is a new face in the room, Thalion turns and squints a little to get a better look. "Hmm, you don't look hostile. I take it you're with my friend here?"

"Where is everyone else? It's not just you two, right?"

The burst of conversational energy came and went, and Thalion takes a moment to calm himself and sense his connection with the Old Deadeye, taking stock of what he feels he can draw on in the likely ruckus ahead.

Out of curiosity, what is Thalion and the princess's situation? Let me know what the situation wherever Thalion is when it's relevant. Thanks.

Thanks for the heads up Mr. GM, and do try not to turn into pincushions my fine mythic companions!

TH

Meanwhile, somewhere not so close to you all, Thalion is doing...whatever it is captured clerics do.

Hope everyone had a great New Year!

That is, if you'll have me back *gulp*.

Merry Christmas all, and hi there Janus!

Now how does this dice roller thing work again?

HP L4: 1d8 ⇒ 5
HP L5: 1d8 ⇒ 5

"What are you both talking about! What's wrong with Riven?" Thalion studies Riven carefully, wondering what has happened to her dear friend, one of few who knows yet appreciates his insatiable appetite for...

Thalion's good where he is. I assume that was a move action's worth. Thalion will ready an attack action (trip) if the wight makes it into range.

And Thalion and Flare with reach weapons keeping things at bay for a moment, giving everyone a chance to do their thing, before Flare mops up and Thalion swinging the mimicking longspear wildly and pretending to be helpful...

Thalion frowns at the mention of a Wight, and heeds Flare's advice and makes her way back toward the open space.

Once the effect wears off, the cleric shakes his head and tries to regain some sense of himself. "What was that? What's a haunt?" Thalion straightens his armor, takes a deep breath, and head back toward that room to revisit the blood effect.

WILL: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13

Will level up tonight, and then do something. Pretty sure Will is still the same (level 3 is REF +1, I think)

Riven - did you take the 2hp from the channel? That should've hit all of us.

As Thalion follows, the cleric studies the holy symbol carefully, and tries to rub it clean against his clothes. Noting the wounds on Riven still, he grips the symbol tightly and focuses, sending another wave of healing energy forth...

Channel healing: 2d6 ⇒ (1, 4) = 5

Noting the wounds still on Riven, the servant of Erastil sighs as he shakes his head. "Sorry Riven. I don't know what is going on between me and Erastil right now. Stay behind me. I'll protect you from whatever may come. Or, may be you should stay behind Flare instead. She's something when she gets mad."

As the group moves on, Thalion heeds the ladies' call and skips on ahead. "What is it?" He asks as he grins happily at Cynthia and Flare, appreciative of their work forging ahead and scouting while he was preoccupied with his connection with Erastil.

[dice=HP]1d8

Feat: Extra Discovery (Frost Bomb)
Skills: +1 to Craft (Alchemy), Disable Device, Knowledge; Arcana, Dungeoneering, History, Local, Nature, Planes, Religion, Spell Craft

I'm still a knowledge rolling machine...should be able to ID anything we see, or research anything we want!

Smarty pants :P

"I'm about to heal you some more. That's pretty important, don't you think?" Thalion grins playfully at Cynthia, glad to see everyone looks up and about and doing well. Even as he banters, the cleric calls on Erastil yet again, hoping for a more definitive response this time.

Channel: 2d6 ⇒ (1, 1) = 2

o.O

Hmm, Erastil is rather stingy with the divine energy...

HP: 1d8 ⇒ 3 (16+3+1(CON)+1(FCB) = 21 HP)

Feat: Precise Shot
Skills: Diplomacy +1, Handle Animal +1

Seeing Flare take care of Riven, Thalion heads over to Cynthia and calls on similar healing energy for the woman. "Hold still a moment. Let me look at your wounds. You ok?"

CLW: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

Thalion's follow-through is far from spectacular, and he watches in dismay as the thrust deflects harmlessly to the side as the suit attempts to rise.

"Hmm, Flare made it seem so easy..."

I figured it would try to rise and rolled my AOO with the prior post. See the miss above. :(

Thalion takes a step and tries to trip the lone moving suit.

FA Make 5' step if necessary to keep 10' reach. SA Trip with longspear.

Trip with Longspear: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19
+1 if Flare's performance gives +1/+1

AOO if it tries to stand back up.

Longspear: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7 Damage: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6