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Level 5 Monk/1 Fighter reporting.

I'm looking at running 7-25 Orders from the Gate, scenario for levels 5-9.

I have a level 6 Fighter/Monk who would love to help.

Thanks for the run, GM! Now I'm level 6.

The Maiden's speed makes it easy to catch up to Krysher. "Another day, another spy. This explains how the Consortium found us so quickly."

Watching Osprey land, take the bones and fly away, all she can do is sigh. "Simply magnificent... and cold. But magnificent."

"Let's go home. I love the outdoors, but it's too frigid for my tastes."

"It seems even up here, you can't avoid somebody looking for your head..." She looks at the slain Taer. "I will take this opportunity for some warmth, though." She sits next to the fireplace and warms up.

Now flanking, the Maiden smiles and punches the remaining Tael before kicking it once in the mid side.

Flurry 1, Fatigued, Flanking: 1d20 + 5 - 1 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 5 - 1 + 2 = 15
Damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

Flurry 2, Fatigued, Flanking: 1d20 + 5 - 1 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 5 - 1 + 2 = 9
Damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8

Watching her attacks fail to do much, an extra burst of foresight causes her to follow up with a headbutt.
Spending a point of Ki for an additional attack
Ki Flurry, Fatigued, Flanking: 1d20 + 5 - 1 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 5 - 1 + 2 = 14
Damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

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@Zora,Charis did you remember that moving while stealthed is at half?

My first move action was at full speed so I could actually get in front of Jo. My second move action was Stealth and taken at half speed. Not that it mattered with that Stealth roll.

Fort Save: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (4) + 9 = 13
Fort Save: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (11) + 9 = 20

The stench is overbearing. Still, the Maiden keeps her footing and tumbles across the tundra to flank with Zora.

Acrobatics, Fatigued: 1d20 + 10 - 1 ⇒ (5) + 10 - 1 = 14

Unarmed Strike, Fatigued, Flanking: 1d20 + 6 - 1 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 6 - 1 + 2 = 11
Damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9

Even with Zora's distraction, the Maiden isn't able to land a good hit.

The Maiden sees the creatures assault the fort. She can't get a good shot, so so runs up to Jo, draws her bow, then quietly sneaks around.

Stealth: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (7) + 11 = 18

"Rysam is in danger. Leave this fool to freeze and let's warn him of the danger." The Maiden gets back on the sled, waiting for her driver.

The druid turns his head away, unable to watch as Numair's bolts streak towards their targets, and approaches Charis. Do you need healing? Pick wounds can get infected.

"I am unharmed." The Maiden cracks her knuckles. "Our elven friend was not as lucky." She takes a look at Numair. "I'm certain he will take your aid after he's done interrogating the Aspis oaf."

She raises an eyebrow when Jo mentions talking to corpses. "Awfully efficient, aren't we? It seems like Aspis violated honor among thieves and tried to steal what we took."

A quick stretch later and Charis tries to flip over her sleds. "While we could waste more time wringing blood from the stone here, I suggest we continue downhill and back to base."

"Good bye..." Charis waves goodbye. She sees Numair's bolts dart across her vision toward the sled. "And good riddance."

"Of course, come one, come all!" She grins as she proceeds to headbutt and kick her assailants.

Flurry against Blue. First attack is a Stunning Fist.

Flurry 1: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9
Damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

Flurry 2: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15
Damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10

Charis focuses and grants herself insight against her attacker's strikes. Visions and outlines guide her defenses, briefly.

Spending 1 ki point for +4 AC this round.

"Exiting the sled will be too difficult now. I won't be able to move."

The Maiden readies another arrow. "I'll keep shooting until they back off. They haven't said a word so far."

A target rich environment presents itself. Charis aims two arrows at the person harassing Teldra.

"That's the, Aspis way. Wait for someone else to do the hard work, then take it from them. You give snakes a bad name."

Longbow+1, Rapid Shot, Fatigued, PBS: 1d20 + 8 - 2 - 1 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 8 - 2 - 1 + 1 = 23
Damage, PBS: 1d8 + 3 - 1 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 3 - 1 + 1 = 7

Longbow+1, Rapid Shot, Fatigued, PBS: 1d20 + 8 - 2 - 1 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 8 - 2 - 1 + 1 = 19
Damage, PBS: 1d8 + 3 - 1 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 3 - 1 + 1 = 6

Charis aims at the driver of the red sled. "Trying to take what we found, eh?"

Longbow+1, Rapid Shot, Fatigued: 1d20 + 8 - 2 - 1 ⇒ (16) + 8 - 2 - 1 = 21
Damage: 1d8 + 3 - 1 ⇒ (4) + 3 - 1 = 6

Longbow+1, Rapid Shot, Fatigued: 1d20 + 8 - 2 - 1 ⇒ (16) + 8 - 2 - 1 = 21
Damage: 1d8 + 3 - 1 ⇒ (1) + 3 - 1 = 3

"There's no honor in that."

Charis takes aim at the closet driver, between the Pink and Red rider. She fires two arrows. "Don't be surprised if Aspis is here to steal our work."

Longbow+1, Rapid Shot, Fatigued: 1d20 + 8 - 2 - 1 ⇒ (8) + 8 - 2 - 1 = 13
Damage: 1d8 + 3 - 1 ⇒ (8) + 3 - 1 = 10

Longbow+1, Rapid Shot, Fatigued: 1d20 + 8 - 2 - 1 ⇒ (9) + 8 - 2 - 1 = 14
Damage: 1d8 + 3 - 1 ⇒ (5) + 3 - 1 = 7

Two terrible shots later...

Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (16) + 9 = 25

The Maiden keeps her bow ready at the back of the sled. "They will come for us. Does anyone know what that prism is? The one we dug from the Remorhaz?"

"Let's go, to the sled. We got what we came for and we did enough damage here."

Charis retreats towards the sleds, keeping an arrow ready for the first creature who gets within 30 feet of a party member.

"Unless you want to slaughter an entire nest, I suggest we retreat. We have what we came for."

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24

"Now we've done it! We have about a minute before they renew their assault."

"Zora!" The Maiden shouts. "Are you still alive?" These visions had better not fail me again.

When she sees Zora is alive, Charis looks for arrows.

Odd means it's broken: 3d2 ⇒ (2, 2, 1) = 5

One arrow flew too close to the beast and melted under its intense heat, but the other two landed in a snowdrift. She reclaims them.

"Let us go the sleds and return before we upset more of the wildlife here."

The gods were playing tricks on her. At one moment she saw Jo, digested and burnt alive inside its gullet. She clears her head and sees Zora in its mouth.

Charis would keep shooting, so her actions are unchanged. She hits AC 25 for 9 and AC 21 for 8 damage.

"Yes, hopefully we're not too late!" The Maiden prepares another pair of arrows, but her visions confirm what she already knows. Her first arrow is on the mark, but visions of Jo's death cause her to flinch and the second arrow misses.

Composite Longbow +1, PBS, Rapid Shot: 1d20 + 8 - 2 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 8 - 2 + 1 = 25
Damage: 1d8 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 3 + 1 = 9

Composite Longbow +1, PBS, Rapid Shot: 1d20 + 8 - 2 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 8 - 2 + 1 = 13
Damage: 1d8 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 3 + 1 = 11

If it's any consolation, that's exactly how my bard in a homebrew campaign died.

That is when I learned the joy of liberating command.

"If I fire but one arrow, my attempts at communication were not fruitful." She replies deadpan inbetween shots.

I keep forgetting I am fatigued. Please take -1 off the AC and damage rolls I made.

The Maiden shakes her head and loosens another pair of arrows. With the beast so close to her she is able to aim a bit better.

Composite Longbow +1, Rapid Shot: 1d20 + 8 - 2 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 8 - 2 + 1 = 26
Damage: 1d8 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 3 + 1 = 10

Composite Longbow +1, Rapid Shot, PBS: 1d20 + 8 - 2 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 8 - 2 + 1 = 22
Damage: 1d8 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 3 + 1 = 9

Charis chooses to spread out, keeping her bow ready.

Readying an action to shoot the Remorhaz when it emerges.

Oh, if we have time to flee...

"Let us make haste to the sleds. We have what we came for!"

"Excellent, his remains look intact..." Charis reaches for her longbow. "And just in time, too..."

Str Check: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10
The Maiden assists however she can.

Get better soon!

Charis raises her eyebrow. "Excellent job. Although, we need to hurry. Now. Ice tremors!"

Now getting potentially AC 25 while fighting defensively is quite fun, because I can sit there and stall for time.

This build idea was to focus on archery and then kick people in the face when they close into melee. Still works.

My flurry has a whopping +5 to hit (would be +6) at level 5. Your power attack has a +4 at level 1.

I can fire a single arrow at +8, though!

The Maiden looks around for danger.

Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (20) + 9 = 29

Assuming she finds none, she turns to her friends. "If you have more flame that will be useful right about now."

Survival: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14
Right? That won't cause an avalanche or destroy their cliffside?

Stealth, Fatigued: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (5) + 11 = 16
Like the viper crawling through the grass, The Maiden follows Zora and Vetis. She is so good at this. I have much to learn!

Even means I found the arrow: 1d2 ⇒ 2

The Maiden finds her missed arrow intact and buried in a snow drift. "Yes, let us continue. Once we have recovered from our wounds."

"Those poor troglodytes..." The Maiden shakes her head. Would they ever forgive me for ruining their hospitality? She ponders a moment as the beast snarls at her.

She takes a five foot step towards Lady Teldra. Still holding onto the bow, the Maiden quickly launches a vicious headbutt at the monster, hoping to stun it. She then follows up with a snap kick to the head.

Flurry of Blows. First attack is a stunning fist attempt. Spending an extra point of ki for another attack. All damage is nonlethal.

Flurry 1: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9
Damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

Flurry 2: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19
Damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

Her headbutt missing, her foot closes in on the beast. She finishes up with a shoulder bash.

Ki Flurry: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18
Damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9

"Aid Lady Teldra; I am quite prepared for this one." The Maiden's stance changes ever so slightly.

Fort Save: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (7) + 9 = 16

Charis watches the creature as it rushes at her. She ducks to the side and lets it pass. It roars at her, and she does nothing more than raise an eyebrow. "My, what strong breath you have!"

She takes a 5 foot step back and loosens two arrows at the beast.
Composite Longbow +1, Point Blank Shot, Rapid Shot: 1d20 + 8 - 2 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 8 - 2 + 1 = 15
Damage: 1d8 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 3 + 1 = 9

Composite Longbow +1, Point Blank Shot, Rapid Shot: 1d20 + 8 - 2 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 8 - 2 + 1 = 12
Damage: 1d8 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 3 + 1 = 10

"My apologies." The Maiden draws her bow and loosens one arrow at the beast threatening Lady Teldra.

Composite Longbow +1: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28
Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

Crit Confirm: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9

Her aim is on point, but she can't bring herself to hit a critical part. My home was invaded by foolish adventurers multiple times. Here I am, on the other side.

Charis nods and readies her longbow.

"How unfortunate...perhaps they are trying to defend their nest."

I assume our icons should be smaller?

Charis is awestruck by the beauty of it all; mankind striving against the limits of nature, the silence of it all. Except for the temperature it reminds her of home.

Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11

Strength Check: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 = 17

"I don't see them...does anyone see where they were?"

Soft Snow digging we go! Just tell me what rolls I need to make.

"Vetis! The snow!" Even though there was nothing she could have done, Charis sitll cries out as the man is buried.

Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (15) + 9 = 24

"We're coming- wait, up there... this was no accident. White, furry creatures near the top of the avalanche. I don't think they want anyone, Aspis or Pathfinder, to continue climbing. Keep your eyes peeled as we dig up Vetis."

"Ah! Aspis. Yes, they tried to lay claim to some ruins in the desert. To think how much damage they would have caused if they reached the goal first." She smiles. "We didn't let them, of course."

"Jo, I have felt cold since we left the cabin. But yes, it's even colder now."

Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 10
Fort Save: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (15) + 9 = 24
"Beautiful..." The Maiden is too absorbed by the of the sight of the lowland to pay attention. At least her body regulation training is effective.

"May I see the coin?"
Knowledge (Local): 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

"Hmm....I don't recognize this. Does anyone else?"

Charis casually looks off the snowy trail. "Blood. Heading towards the hills. I don't know how recent it is."

Survival: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16
She tries to determine the safer of the two slopes. "You all speak to the dogs well. Perhaps the upward sloping slant is easier? I will defer to your judgement, of course."