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Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13
Damage: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10
If applicable to this monster, and its probably not, but just in case!
Hidden Strike: 2d8 ⇒ (7, 5) = 12

Fifika had heard mentioning’s of “demon seeds” within the bar, and though she could not say she knew any of the particulars she was certain of one thing. The Elegant Edge would need to make an appearance if there turned out to be any truth behind these rumors. The gossip queen herself had made her way up to the balcony to one of the side rooms changing into her secondary persona and not a moment too soon, just as she was exiting the side room and approaching the balcony’s edge she heard a gunshot and witnessed a horrific beast down below attacking a man laying helpless on the ground.

The masked swordswoman was quick to act, leaping over the railing and falling down toward the foul abomination. As she fell her silks flittered in the wind in long trails as she twisted the top of her cane and drew her sword. With grace and poise she landed on both feet and immediately transitioned into a fencing stance. Palm up, thumb out, and wrist in, she gripped her sword tightly before driving it into the back of the wicked creature with all her might. The tip of her elegant blade was angled to drive into the creature’s spine, if it had.

“That’s quite enough of that!” She said as if word alone would make the beast heel in the event that blades failed.

So I originally made this character for Rise of the Rune Lords and lost out on the first attempt and vigilantes were expressly forbidden in two other games I took interest in after that. The character is a vigilante using a 20 point buy. To be honest I have never had a real opportunity to play the class and really want to give it a try. I am willing to adjust or even make a different vigilante character that better fits a given adventure path.

While Seranna might have been a bit more subtle about her excitement the truth was that she was pretty much in agreeance with Xeros when Yelenn started handing out food. The noble had spent far too much time eating fish fried over an open fire, without any seasoning or sides. While that sort of thing might have been acceptable for Xeros, Seranna was accustom to a higher standard, and she was utterly sick of the bland taste of unseasoned meat. To say this was a real treat was an understatement of legendary proportions.

She tried to keep from salivating as she was at last served. Picking up her utensils and attempting to eat like a lady she gave pause at all the talk of eating and its many different meanings. She giggled softly at the thought, ”At least now we can do our eating in a house with a stocked kitchen…and warm beds.”

I am beginning to think that Vigilante is just a hybrid class where one of the parent classes is aristocrat and you get to chose whether the other one is fighter or rogue.

Is is weird that now I want to play an etiquette instructor that moonlights as an adventurer? Could you imagine?

Rogue: *prepares to sneak up on opponents*
Vigilante: *whispers* Stop slouching.

“How dangerously perceptive of you.” Seranna smirked as she looked to Nalada, ”I was meant to eventually sit at the head of my noble house. I fear my presence here has more to do with politics than any wrong doing. I suppose I should be grateful that this was chosen over death, but then again, I attribute that to the fact my brother lacks the spine to see me slain be it in person or by assassin. But I risk showing too much of my hand now.” Seranna said once again reminding herself she spoke to an ancient warden.

”Thank you, once again you prove to be a source of wisdom. If you do not mind me asking, how is it you are able to move with such grace and certainty in these unfamiliar surroundings, all without the need of your eyes?” She inquired softly.

Probably did. Man that show was weird, but so awesome.

...not really sure what to think about the fact that Aristocrats get the same BAB, HD, and saves as Summoners...Maybe there's something they aren't telling us *suspiciously eyes Mrs. Lvl 6 Aristocrat, if that is her real name!*

Why thank you!

After spending ten minutes reading on formal dinning etiquette it occurs to me...do you think we spend too much time researching this stuff?

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Hahaha! I just found stats on the online resource for an NPC Etiquette Instructor. Dude’s a 6th level Aristocrat! AND he wields a mithral rapier. Could you imagine being a level one character and getting your fudge packed by a friggin Etiquette Instructor?

Presidigitation can chill, warm, or flavor 1 pound of nonliving material. Duration 1 hour

And Prestidigitation continues to be the best cantrip of all time.

"I can't imagine she was any happier than my mother was with me when I told her I was marrying Zogith. She was the one pressuring me to find a husband...I guess she just assumed it would be someone within the same species. Poor woman nearly fainted once she got the screaming out of her system." Seranna reflected as she toyed with her wedding ring.

When the Warden offered her aid to regain her position by force if necessary, Seranna looked up at her, considering the idea for longer than she really should have, "Thank you...I will, I will remember that."

”Oh, it truly is.” Seranna swooned in reference to the Warden's comments about Esca, “Such majestic cliffs overlooking the sea, the view is so moving this time of year. Esca is the art capital of the world, people from everywhere would come to find inspiration. I’m sure all of you would love it.”

Seranna’s smile faded slightly as they reached the top, joining Yelenn. She held Zogith a little tighter and rather than set her down he pulled her closer. She nuzzled against what could only be presumed as his cheek before she looked up at one of the floating orbs of light that followed the magus around, tracking it with her gaze as she thought aloud, ”Before all of this happened, you would have been honored guests at my estate. We would have had so much fun together. But those days are done, aren’t they?”

”Well, we have been pardoned.” Zogith said in jest, bringing a smile back to his lover’s face.

”That’s true. Should that pardon hold any weight in the modern judicial system-“ and she was pretty sure it didn’t, ”-Who knows, maybe we could actually return to that life. If it ever came to that, I just want you to know that you are welcome to visit as much as you like, and stay for as long as you like, and I extend that to all of you, that includes you Xeros. We would throw a celebration worthy of shaking the cliffs themselves…Ah, so bold of me no, to dare to dream?”

Man that 1 point on a climb speed has really paid for itself this campaign already.

Also love the pic. Rev always does awesome work.

Seranna was hoping she was just paranoid, but this Warden’s behavior continued to draw her attention. She spoke strangely, acted strangely, and claimed to be too shaken to cast spells. Seranna thought for sure that was untrue, and sure enough her suspicions were confirmed when not even moments later the woman used her magic. The noble woman looked at Zogith with a curt gaze before she shrugged it off. This place was getting the better of her, which made it all the better that they were seconds away from escape.

When the Warden pointed her magic infused finger her way she brought up a dainty hand to spare her the use of the arcane digits, ”Thank you Warden, but this sort of thing is much more in our wheel house. We did come from a kingdom of cliffs you know.”

With that Seranna simply fell backward. With perfect timing several tendrils reached out for her, sweeping her off her feet and holding her bridal style. She smiled brightly at the entire display, now it was her turn to be pampered. Zogith once again took hold of the rope and began to pull the two of them up with one tentacle after another, moving along its length with the same ease any of those present would have shown walking across the room.

”See you at the top ladies.~” Seranna giggled as she threw her arms around her husband. The two of them reaching the top in relatively good time.

As always if a climb check is required the result is a 26.

At times like these I question my decision to effectively try and play two characters at once >>'

”The Tentacled one’s name is Zogith Vaelong and I would ask you address him as such.” Seranna said with a frown that only deepened when the Warden made an off-hand comment about their marriage being something that humans did. If there was one thing Seranna could not abide by, it was a racist. Zogith was well aware of the noblewoman’s irritation and placed a tendril upon her shoulder in an attempt to calm her as she huffed out “And what is that supposed to mean?!”

”-Our third anniversary is approaching.” Zogith explained, hoping to steer the conversation away from Seranna’s growing anger. It appeared to work, as those words caused her to soften. She looked around before looking down at her husband, biting her lip as a thought crossed her mind.

”That’s true…how awful to think that we will be celebrating our anniversary on this wretched island.” she murmured under her breath, tears welling up in her eyes.

”But we will live to celebrate it my love, this one and many more. Zogith assured her.

”Mn, apparently surviving is the standard of success now.” Seranna stated, growing more upset as she thought about it, pausing in their journey to wrap her arms around the sea creature, who rose up to meet her halfway, a series of tentacles enrapturing her briefly before the two seemed to remember they were in public and decidedly dialed back the PDA, ”Sorry, still sorting through all this you know.”

”Right, you’ll be safe with me and Zogith should anything happen. Just don’t expect me to carry you.” She said teasingly.

“You mean besides the ageless abomination in the corner over there?” Seranna asked when the Warden inquired about dangers, still a little staggered by this woman’s audacity. She thought she was used to being pampered but the Warden practically told Yelenn to carry her…Missed opportunity.

“There was a very nasty fall on the way in, but otherwise it’s been relatively smooth sailing, if you’ll uh, pardon the expression.”

Yelenn wrote:

Someone almost got shanked

Note to self: do not piss off Princess Stabbity

I like it! I decree that henceforth you are all to address me as Princess Stabbity!

"Yeah, speaking of, exactly what is that thing?" Princess Stabbity asked at the mention of the 'prisoner.'

For a brief moment there was change. The instant the warden started to close in on Yelenn, Seranna subtly altered her posture. One hand gently glided back along the fabric of her dress. On the surface it may have looked as though her fingers were wandering idly in thought, but those standing behind her could easily have interpreted the action as reaching for a concealed weapon. Her feet moved further apart and her knees slightly bent as if she was preparing to take a posture more appropriate for confrontation. Even Zogith seemed to pick up on her ideation and slipped in front of her.

Whatever sinister intent took hold of Seranna, it passed quickly. The woman taking on a relaxed demeanor when the Warden reassured Yelenn, a faint smile dancing on her lips when the magus showed signs that the assurance helped. Leaning back on her heels she gave an overly dramatic sigh that made it difficult to believe that the melodramatic noble could have ever been of any concern to anyone at all, “We were hoping you’d be able to answer that question, but I guess things couldn’t be quite that easy…”

Necromancy, stasis devices, guardians held in suspended animation for untold ages, and bodies and souls stored separately like an arrow stored beside its bow. Nothing about this situation was natural, with every piece of information that was revealed Seranna felt more ill at ease. Whether or not this was a place of evil was not for her to decide, but it was clear that it was a corrupted, terrible place. Small wonder the accursed were sent here to this island to die, it was already a breeding ground for blasphemies.
Mylyna acted as though she was trying to lighten the mood, but she spoke of her history, and as Seranna listened on she felt a great weight upon her heart. Mylyna’s birth, her purpose was horrific, she was raised to be a plaything for another, a tool of dual purpose. She would serve her master and corrupt them for the sake of her creator’s sinister goals. To think that a union of flesh meant little more to her than this…The noblewoman suddenly felt very ill. She leaned against Zogith to steady herself. She had to stay focused, this was hardly the time to play the role of the weak kneed noble.

“We think it is safe to say we’ve all lost a great deal. All the more reason to guard what we have jealously. We are not the only people on this island or even on this property. I had hoped the Warden could assure us that the facility is safe, but…it seems she’s just as much in the dark as we are.” She said before turning her head and smiling faintly at the Warden, “No disrespect Warden.”

Zogith attempts a Sense Motive Check. Not to detect untruthfulness on the Warden’s part but rather to get a hunch as to how fubared the Warden might think the situation is or at least determine if she is behaving as though under the effects of any enchantments.
Sense Motive: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10

Seranna watched Mylyna circle around her. Zogith began to raise up ever so subtly, as if unsure of her intent, but Seranna had watched the lamea move in a similar fashion when dealing with Yasmin and thus showed less concern. She assumed it was just how the woman interacted with others. Even if the act of surrounding someone could be quite intimidating it could also prove to be quite comforting, the difference being trust.

The noble extended her hand once again to Mylyna as she leaned in close, expecting for them to hold hands but it was their lips that met instead. The noble woman blinked at the sudden contact. The hug was not neither as sudden or brief and she had an opportunity to reciprocate. As she placed her hands upon the flat of her back she used the contact to transfer the spell to her conferring the arcane protection that mage armor grants. She took the opportunity to trace the curve of the lamea's back before the two parted and continued down the path with the others if not a little more flustered than before.

"It's nothing really, just, trying to do my part." She assured softly.

Seranna looked on in horror at the strange creature imprisoned in the next room, "How vile. What is it?"

She quickly began to regret the decision to track down the prisoner. Now that they found it what did they do with it? What purpose had lead them to this point? She felt a great unease about the entire affair. Sensing her concern Zogith moved in front of her as if to shield her from whatever might come their way. He lifted a rear facing tendril until she caught it with her hand. It spiraled down her wrist and up her forearm, suction cups latching on as the appendage left a trail of slime in its wake. The two holding hands as they viewed the ancient horror before them.

"I guess I'll be the one to ask then..." she finally uttered, "We found the thing, so now what?"

TheDopplerEffect wrote:

Yasmin said wrote:

"We haven't run into anything really hostile or dangerous thus far."

Me: Yelenn's at half-health! >>'

Yasmin specifically said "run into" :3

I suppose fell into would be more appropriate.

"We haven't run into anything really hostile or dangerous thus far."

Me: Yelenn's at half-health! >>'

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24

Seranna watches in silence. She was hardly cut out for what was at work here. Her new friends seemed more knowledgeable and experienced. They already had a plan and were ready to implement it. She wasn't sure how to help so for the time being she decided simply to play tag along. However her studies did pay off, in the brief moment Xeros tried to leave she recognized the symbols that flashed across the surface of his stony hide. It was a mark of justice, and while she doubted anyone present was capable of breaking its hold over him, she also recognized that Yasmin was holding an orb of pure magic that they repeatedly referred to as a key. Biting her lip she motioned with a finger.

"Now this might be a crazy thought, but I think it might be worth trying before we go seeking out the Warden, or worse yet, the prisoner. If that orb is the key maybe we should let Xeros hold it and then try to leave. Maybe we can work around his curse. Maybe its the key to freedom in that it will break the curse rather than open a literal door?" She had no reason to believe that it would work, but it was just as much of an idea as any other, and it would subsist as the beginnings of her meager contributions. Wishing to make herself a little more useful she smiled faintly as she looked to Mylyna as she coiled around Yasmin, "If you still have your top, or know where to find it, I might be able to mend it. I've a knack for such things, it's how I've managed to keep my own dress in serviceable condition in spite of our environment."

I now realize the error of my ways

Initially Seranna missed the connotation of what exactly Xeros meant by good friend, but as he spoke on it became pretty clear that good friends were the sort one could knock boots with. By that definition yes, her and Zogith were good friends, and obviously Xeros and Mylyna were good friends.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Mylyna." Seranna said in response to her introduction.

Zogith blinked, disarmed by the woman's charm. She did not bat an eye at the concept of him and Seranna being married nor did balk at the idea of all that it implied. In fact her words brought lewd images to mind, this level of "friendliness" was a little jarring and for once he was at a loss for words, despite that he found some way to respond in surprisingly fluent common,"Oh, oh, um thank you? I confess I've had no complaints thus far."

"I'll say~" Seranna smirked.

I hope the Yelenn and Yasmin get back to the group before this turns into a full fledged swinger party XD

Seranna
Perception:: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Zogith
Perception:: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15

While Zogith might have been more interested in the strange magic that kept the water in place, Seranna's eyes were trained at the creature before them. She didn't recognize it, or the long serpentine body wrapped around it, however the sounds that she heard on the approach were definitely hard to misconstrue.

"No, please, don't stop on my account. If um...one of you could just point me in the direction of Yelenn, I'll just head that way and let you two get back to it." Seranna said, certainly not expecting to see this when she got up this morning, but who was she to judge?

Seranna
Perception: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 1 = 12

Zogith
Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12

Hm. Servants tools. Man she missed having servants. She wouldn't know what to do with 80% of the items displayed before her. She considered taking one of the lanterns with her, but tampering with anything was probably a bad idea. Besides she already had her magelite, patent-pending, and it was way better. Could you clobber someone with a lantern without lighting yourself on fire and still use it? She thought not!

Against all better judgement approached the door and slowly pushed it open with her glowing clobber block.

"Well...no," Zogith responded, slightly surprised and even taken back by the boy's cheerful and welcoming tone. He was excited and outright pleasant to speak with. This was not the manner in which he was accustom to being spoken to by outsiders, but he had to admit it was a refreshing change of pace. He could certainly get used to this.

"I am of Karezza's realm-"

"-He's more like an octopus." Seranna chimed in.

"I am not an octopus. Zogith huffed.

"He's basically an octopus, Seranna teasingly whispered to they boy before she walked further into the house, "So where are the others?"

"...not an octopus." Zogith muttered defiantly as he followed the duo inside.

Warning! Storyteller Approved Exposition Dump is Inbound! Watch your head people! And as always, please be aware of the nearest fire exit in the case of an emergency.

Thanks! Good to be back. Excited to get back into the action, so to speak. Though probably not the same kind of action as the lamae...

*waves back* Ello again!

Also don't think I missed the the statistics reference. -_-

Eidolon are always available for house calls ^^

Same!

Then I shall change my name to the funniest thing in all of physics!

Ello!

And yes! An interesting eidolon indeed.

*cue maniacal laughter*