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[dice=init]1d20+0

[dice=K:Arcana]1d20+9

Hannah squeaked in surprise, automatically backing up to the entrance to the room. Immediately, she cast a spell to boost her allies.

Moved on the map (5' step W). Casting Bless.

CHANGING ACTION given ID info. Please disregard prior post.

Hannah backed off. Quickly. "Grimes sir, get out of there now." She turned to the others even as she practically ran from the room. "It's a Formless Spawn, an evil, super powerful ooze. It's very difficult to damage, heals itself, and it's immune to pretty much everything." She looked at them meaningfully.

"We run. Run very fast."

Moved on map. Casting Expeditious Retreat.

init: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (20) + 0 = 20
K:Arcana: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (12) + 9 = 21

Hannah squeaked in surprise, automatically backing up to the entrance to the room. Immediately, she cast a spell to boost her allies.

Moved on the map (5' step W). Casting Bless.

I will probably regret this, but yes, Hannah is in the room.

Hannah shrugged, "We are dreaming, remember, so anything is possible from a pleasant fantasy to a horrid nightmare."

I've moved Hannah as well.

Will save: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (8) + 15 = 23

Hannah padded into the spa, her eyes on the tiling and the potential it suggested. In its time, she imagined the spa would be extremely relaxing, and a fine place to wash the grime of the road off.

"Ooh, what a pleasant place, if not for the march of time." The distortion of the room played havoc with her sense of distance, and she blinked a few times forcing her brain to make sense of it. "That's weird."

perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (18) + 10 = 28

Smiling satisfactorily at the now-cleansed room, Hannah stepped into it properly. She started looking around the place, poking in the various corners. "Sarenrae's light will be temporary," she explained, "If we are to set them properly to rest, we will need to find out what is keeping them here."

Standing at the threshold, Hannah continues to summon Sarenrae's light to cleanse the area.

With everyone out, I don't think the Haunt will be doing anything to oppose her... so here's some more PP rolls:

Positive Pulse: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6
Positive Pulse: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9
Positive Pulse: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

Hannah let Lachen slip by, and then summoned Sarenrae's light once again to cleanse the Haunt.

Positive Pulse: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

Anyone have any better ideas? Hannah can keep popping Positive Pulse until the haunt is "dead"... but she'll be burning through spell slots. (She has 5 left at that level.)

Also, the damage is 1d6+2. ;)

"Oh!" Hannah said as her spell seemed to have an effect. She stepped to the side to let the boys out, then, without anything better to do, repeated the same thing.

Another casting of Positive Pulse, centered at the same location.

Forgot to mention, the Will Save DC for her spell is 17; 20 if the Haunt is an outsider.

Hannah frowned at the tableau, eyeing the hag in particular. Taking the opportunity, she remained at the entrance and raised the Gem of True Seeing to her eye and looked through it at each apparition.

While doing so, she intoned a prayer to Sarenrae to bolster her allies, and protect them from enemies.

Pretty sure Using the Gem is a Move action? If not, her Standard will have to be delayed a round.
Standard: Casting Positive Pulse. If she can see, through the gem, what the Haunt is, she will encompass that, and any allies she can. Otherwise, she'll just focus on apparitions. 5' radius (10' diameter) circle.

Relevant rules entry:
This spell causes a wave of positive energy to spread from a point you designate, damaging foes vulnerable to positive energy and bolstering living creatures. Each creature damaged by positive energy in the area (such as undead) must succeed at a Will save or take 1d6 points of damage, plus 1 point for every 2 caster levels (maximum +5). Haunts manifesting in the spell’s area also take this damage.

This spell does not heal creatures healed by positive energy; such creatures instead gain a +2 bonus on saving throws against death effects, energy drain, negative energy, and effects directly caused by haunts. This bonus lasts for 1 round.

init: 1d20 ⇒ 16

"Haunted?" Hannah said as she padded over, the gem of true seeing in her hand.

Moving as close as she can, but not in the room yet.

Yes, yes we do.

When Hannah looks through the gen at Grimes, her smile falters. "Oh, no," she says, dropping the gem into a pocket and quickly padding over him. Immediately, she starts ministering over his wounds. "Where does it hurt most?"

Treat Deadly Wounds: 1 minute
Heal Check: 2d20 + 28 ⇒ (20, 16) + 28 = 64 (Blessed Surgery gives her Advantage, so total is 48.)
Amount healed: 21 hp

After applying her skill, she frowned again and grabbed a potion from her belt and helped him consume the contents. "Careful now," she said through this.

Potion CMW:
CMW: 2d8 + 7 ⇒ (5, 1) + 7 = 13

After her fussing, Hannah stood back and smiled. "There. Right as rain."

Hannah shook her head sadly as the dream faded away. "Poor thing," she said, "At least it will return from whence it came."

Noting the gem, she picked it up and rolled it in her fingers, examining the facets. Looking at it with magical sight, she made a sound of recognition. "Ah, a gem of seeing. This will come in useful." She then looked through it at her friends, smiling the whole time.

Loot list updated. Marking the Dreamlands items in Blue. Unless anyone else is interested, Hannah will take the Gem.

Hannah instinctively stepped back while the dream got past her. She didn't want that damned thing coming anywhere near her. Still, when it fell, she raised an eyebrow and asked rhetorically, "How does an incorporeal being fall over?"

To Reine she nodded, "I felt that. It seems your abilities take on an enhanced quality in the dreamlands."

Then she turned her attention back to the dream. She pointed a finger and with a word, three bolts of energy impacted the place where it lay.

Staying put. Casting Magic Missile. Sacrificing a Cleric slot (Entropic Shield) to make it CL 5.

CL check for SR: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25
Force damage: 3d4 + 3 ⇒ (3, 3, 4) + 3 = 13

init: 1d20 ⇒ 1

Yeah, not going for a while. But her action stands.

Hannah squeaked when the shopkeep rushed to attack. She immediately went into a spell to protect her friends, padding around the room to touch each in turn.

Casting Protection from Evil (Communal). Using her Theurgy feat, as a Swift Action, she will sacrifice a Level 2 Arcane slot to make this CL +1.
The intention is to hop NE, then SW, to touch everyone and end her turn in the same space.
The following effects are applied to Thraag, Grimes, Reine, and Lachen for one minute (10 turns):
+2 deflection bonus to AC vs evil
+2 resistance bonus on saves vs evil
Unable to be touched by summoned evil creatures (does this guy count as summoned?)

Hannah nodded to Grimes's question. "Indeed, we are looking for an individual, not an object. We think Count Lowls had come through here... recently," though what 'recent' meant in the Dreamlands was difficult to guess.

I don't think Hannah actually knows what he looks like. lol.

I am going out of town for the weekend. Please bot as needed. Will be back posting on Monday.

k:planes: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20
spellcraft: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (1) + 10 = 11
k:arcana: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15

Hannah frowned, still wary of this otherworldly shopkeep. "Dreamlands are like that, I guess," she shrugged to the strange being. Watching it close on the investigator she frowned, "You probably don't want him to touch you, Sir Grimes."

That doesn't sound ominous at all... Fine with mine.

perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (2) + 10 = 12

With everyone else heading into the little alcove, Hannah padded after them, poking her head through the curtain before padding in and sidling to one of the corners. She didn't immediately notice anything odd until Grimes pointed it out.

"Oh, curious," she commented, "Though to be fair, who's to say what is real in a dreamscape anyway."

My thoughts were that Reine is nearest the potential enemy... so I positioned behind her and Lachen. If that is incorrect, yeah, she'd go behind the tanks.

stealth: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (11) + 0 = 11

Hannah squeaked as the others perked their ears. She frowned and padded into the long hallway, her hand brushing a column as she rounded it, using it as cover from whatever might be behind the curtain.

Moved on the map

perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (8) + 10 = 18

As soon as they entered, Hannah wrapped her arms around herself as if suddenly transported to winter. "I'd feel better back under the sun," she said to nobody in particular.

While they explored, she ran her fingers across the dusty wall. "I don't think anyone has been here in quite some time." She then immediately frowned. Why did that feel wrong?

Hannah will go where she is told. XD She's fine taking up the rear, but if people prefer to shelter the squishy Theurge in the middle, that's fine by me.

Hannah narrowed her eyes a moment at the mention of Lowls. "His lackeys took me captive, stripped me of my stuff, and shoved me in a dark hole. I think they were going to sell me into slavery!" Her expression softened instantly and she brushed non-existent dust from her vestments. "We can't let that happen to anyone else."

As soon as Hannah materialized, she was smiling. The sun was out, and shining bright. She extended her arms and spun in place, absorbing the rays.

Next, she took stock of herself. "Hm." Her X-shaped vestments remained in position, and no matter how the wind blew the tails, she remained strategically modest. There was, after all, a very real possibility she would have arrived in the Dreamlands without a scrap at all. She had certainly had dreams of such before. Everything was as she had left the waking world, save for very slight idealizations.

And she was glowing.

It wasn't a bright light at all, indeed one wouldn't be able to tell unless they were looking particularly closely. She just put it down to Sarenrae's blessing in the sunlight.

"Oh!" she said, noticing the newcomer. "Friend, I hope? I haven't yet met a foe who stopped to chat first. Usually they just try to eat us without so much as a how-do-you-do."

Hannah didn't know what to expect, so she wasn't entirely sure how to prepare for the journey to the Dreamlands. By all logic, she would have just fallen asleep in the ritual circle while her mind traveled to the outer planes. But that also didn't reconcile with what she had heard of travel there. Of course, those stories could have been just that. Stories.

In the end, the priestess did what she usually did at the beginning of a journey. She would have taken her bath in the light of Sarenrae, but when she queried Skywin about moving a tub to the foredeck and the reasons for it, she was quite adamantly refused. Something about inordinate distraction of the sailors who all had work to do, damn it.

Belowdecks would have to do, and it did. She spent extra time performing her devotions to Sarenrae to make up for it. But that also meant that she arrived at the appointed time and place freshly washed, brushed, and neatly attired; just as if she were going down to the shops.

"How exciting, the Dreamlands. I've never been to the outer planes before."

Hannah shrugged, but her smile was genuine. She'd default to Skywin's judgement, but she'd at least provide her two coppers. "I'm sure he'll be of use. I wouldn't want to abandon the poor soul in the middle of nowhere, regardless of dry land. He's been through enough, what with his prior employment sinking.".

"Goodness," Hannah breathed, shaking her head. "So much death." She whispered a brief prayer to Sarenrae, but made a mental note to expand her devotions in the morning for the lost crews.

"You are very welcome," Hannah replies with an easy smile. "Sarenrae wouldn't be happy if we just sailed on by." She waited merely a beat before ministering over the orc, "Are you hurt at all? Let me take a look." Before he could say anything, she had healer tools in her hand and was looking him over, applying poultices and bandages where necessary.

This is completely fluff, but... Treat Deadly Wounds: 1 minute
heal: 2d20 + 28 ⇒ (16, 2) + 28 = 46 (Blessed Surgery gives her Advantage, so total is 44.)
Amount healed: 21 hp

With everyone seeming to want to chat rather than help, Hannah took it upon herself to toss a rope. She turned to grab a coil nearby and was nearly bowled over. "Oh, these ship ropes are heavy," she complained.

She paused long enough to utter a prayer to Sarenrae and touching her chest, a warm glow passing through her muscles. Picking up the rope was much easier then. Grabbing a loop of it, she heaved it over the side towards the foundering orc. "Grab this!" she called out.

Casting Bulls STR on self, mostly for flavor, and a check for the lols.
STR check: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

"Oh!" Hannah exclaimed, a blonde human woman standing at the bow, as she saw the figure move, and shout. "Uh, what's the phrase? Man... Orc overboard?" She turned towards the rest of the crew and shouted louder, "Orc overboard! Someone throw a rope, or a boat or something?" She would have done something herself, but strength was not her... uh... strong suit.

"Are you hurt?" she called out to Thraag. "I'm a healer. When we get you aboard, I will see to your wounds. In the meantime, this might help?"

She seemed to close her eyes and mutter something under her breath. Pointing her finger towards Thraag, a warm ray of sunlight bathed over him. The good news it didn't hurt, but it also didn't really help.

One use of Heavenly Fire. Sadly no effect for Neutral beings.

"Well, that's a relief," Hannah breathed. Her gaze, however, was brought to the bow. "What about ahead? Are they letting us crash into something?"

Hannah frowned at the thick fog. "We won't know until Sarenrae blesses us with sunlight again."

Hannah breathed as the last Voonith slipped away. "Nobody is hurt?" She almost sounded disappointed, but the smile on her face betrayed her relief. "Now maybe Sarenrae will bless us with this cursed fog lifting and giving us the sunlight again."

Will Save: 1d20 + 15 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 15 + 2 = 26
Don't forget the +2 from Pro Evil.

Hannah had her head on a swivel, watching her friends engage the enemy. She backed towards the center of the ship, getting as equidistant to each as possible. Once there, she called on Sarenrae to bless everyone.

Moved on the map (E, E). Casting Bless. Everyone gets +1 on Attack rolls, and Saves vs Fear. (That means our bonus to that save is now +3) Duration: 3 minutes.

k:arcana: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15

Hannah frowned as she spotted one of the creatures climbing the hull. ""Vooniths. They're a smart enemy, be ware," she reported. She muttered another prayer and touched Lachen nce more before moving to Reine and touching her. She then backed away a little and touched herself, finishing the spell.

Move W, NW, N, E. Casting Protection from Evil (Communal). 1 minute duration for Reine, Lachen, and Hannah.

Hannah padded over to Lachen and touched his shoulder. "Sarenrae's strength with you," she said.

Moved on the map. Casting Bull's Strength on Lachen.

perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (12) + 10 = 22

Hannah was hanging out in the back of the Starling, her mood deteriorating with the weather. She frowned and rubbed her bare arms as the cool fog obscured the sun. Her gaze dropped from the sky to the water, which is when she spotted the ship. Her frown deepened, remembering Skywin's earlier warning.

She left the rear of the ship to find Skywin and her friends. "We are being followed," she reported, "Red sails."

Hanah will find Reine and/or Lachen and hang out with them until the encounter.

He looked up and smiled at Hannah. "Hello! I'm Simion Tănăsescu, doctor of... medicine." Simion's smile turned into a grin. "It's nice to have someone else to help out when people start passing out from not drinking enough. Or drinking too much, to be honest."

"Are you going all the way to Cassomir?"

Hannah smiled and stepped into the Surgery a few steps. "You never know when you might need an extra hand." She glanced about the place once more for Simion's benefit. "I'd also be interested to learn your techniques. Lepidstadt medicine is... intriguing."

Hannah had been spending most of her time abovedecks. Not because that was where the crew was, but that was where the sun was. She awoke every dawn and performed her devotions near the bow of the ship whilst the sun rose. Afterwards, she spent many an hour in the sun's glow, basking in a chair she brought up for the purpose. The light and warmth brought her closer to her deity. A side effect was her pale skin was bronzing nicely.

But today, the weather was overcast and relatively chilly. She still performed her devotions at the right time, even if she couldn't see the solar orb. But rather than bating in the sun's light that wasn't there, she was belowdecks. She took the opportunity to visit the ship's surgeon.

She came to the medical bay and knocked politely against the open door. Skywin hadn't mentioned the man's name, so she introduced herself. "Hello, I am Hannah Sunheart, doctor of Sarenrae." She looked around the room, her eyes catching on the various devices therein.

I'm picturing a combination of Simon Tam and Dr Horrible.

Hannah just smiled. "I go where I am needed. I may stop by and see him, Lepidstadters have some... unique techniques." She bowed her head briefly and rejoined Reine and the others, letting Skywin get back to her work.

No idea what show you're on about. Keep sailin'

Hannah smiled sweetly, "Well, I am glad that disagreeable man saw reason at last. Thanks to you." The last mentioned sidelong to Reine.

As the party mounted the gangplank and boarded the ship, Hannah stepped aside to speak briefly to Skywin. "I'm Hannah Sunheart, doctor of Sarenrae," she said, briefly touching her golden holy symbol dangling from her neck. "I am at your disposal, in case of... crew injury."

Hannah fiddled with her new ring while she waited in line with the others. The argument indicated that they probably wouldn't be boarding anytime soon. But there really wasn't any way for her to help. She didn't have any magics that would move large crates, and she wasn't exactly built for manual labor.

"Hmf," she intoned, looking generally towards the argument, "Someone should probably help. We won't be sailing until the load is fixed."

Hannah is also levelled.

Empyreal Sorceror 4, Ecclesitheurge 3

+4 hp
+1 BAB
+1 Will Saves
Feat: Siphon Poison
Sorc Spells per day: +1 1st, +3 2nd
Sorc Spells Known: +1 0th, +1 2nd
- Mage Hand
- Positive Pulse (1st)
- Bull's Strength
(I had to correct a spell; I had Bull's STR as level 1 for some reason)
Skills +4:
- Heal +2 (Maxed)
- K: Arcana +1
- K: Planes +2 (background)
- Spellcraft +1

Purchases:
Handy Haversack (2000)
Ring of Spell Knowledge 2 (6000) [Acid Arrow]
Gold remaining: 377.09

(May purchase a couple other items before the mod starts)

I'll get her forums bio updated today or tomorrow.

Adding all the old loot and the old Party Funds, I come up with a grand total of 41161.75 gp.

Assuming Broom grabs the Ring of Pro +1 and the Vestment, that gives us 8332.35 gp each.

If she doesn't take them, add another 700gp.

Loot added to the List.

Hannah would like the Wand of CMW, otherwise, most of that isn't of use to her. She could potentially get function out of the Vestment, but I think Broom would have more use of it? In fact a lot of that seems up Broom's alley. Lol.

I'm completely fine with a lump cash sum to go shopping with, tbh.