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The White Ape drinks down the potion of cure serious wounds. Tossing the empty vial aside, he looks to where Igor is pointing. "Then we should put an end to it!"

CSW: 3d8 + 5 ⇒ (4, 6, 2) + 5 = 17

The White Ape cannot help but chuckle despite the mad battle around him. "Under appreciated, indeed."

Oh. So we are. My table needs to hurry up.

The White Ape swings his great, carved club at the cambion once more, trying to finish the foe.

Greatclub, PA: 1d20 + 6 - 1 ⇒ (2) + 6 - 1 = 7
B, PA: 1d10 + 6 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 6 + 3 = 14

...but manages to only strike the stone ledge behind which the half-demon is hiding. He then steps back to take the potion from Igor. "Thank you, Igor."

The White Ape steps under Scraps and swings his club at the cambion's chest with as much force as he can muster.

Greatclub, PA: 1d20 + 6 - 1 ⇒ (13) + 6 - 1 = 18
B, PA: 1d10 + 6 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 6 + 3 = 12

"Huh? Oh, yes."

The White Ape lends his muscles to loading the balista.

The White Ape hisses as the half-demon's blade cuts deep, but he summons up his own bellow and swings at the enemy's head. "Wragh!"

Greatclub, PA, Exchange: 1d20 + 6 - 1 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 6 - 1 + 2 = 20
B, magic, PA: 1d10 + 6 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 6 + 3 + 2 = 14

Definitely not objection to the healing.
I'll also invoke the Exchange success condition for this battle.

The White Ape attempts to crush the (yellow) tiefling before him. He then moves to engage the demon at the balista.

Greatclub, PA, Exchange: 1d20 + 6 - 1 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 6 - 1 + 2 = 17
B, PA, magic, Exchange: 1d20 + 6 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 6 + 3 + 2 = 12

After a brief rest to catch his breath, the White Ape takes hold of the battering ram. He joins the others in heaving and hoing.

Strength: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15

The fates shield the White Ape from the scimitar's cut and the demon's claws. The haunted beast shifts position and brings his club down toward his foe once more.

Great Club, BR, PA, Flank: 1d20 + 6 + 2 - 1 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 6 + 2 - 1 + 2 = 28
Great Club, BR, PA: 1d20 + 6 + 3 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 6 + 3 + 3 = 13

The White Ape steps to the side of the demon's strike, pinning him between himself and Jyrrar, and counters with a powerful swing of his great club. His own body seems to become gaunt, even as his limbs strengthen. "Bawragh!"

Greatclub, Flank, BR, PA: 1d20 + 6 + 2 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (19) + 6 + 2 + 2 - 1 = 28
B, BR, PA: 1d10 + 6 + 3 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 6 + 3 + 3 = 18

Gulgamodh shoves his open palm toward the dragon's chest.

Push, Encouragement: 1d20 + 22 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 22 + 2 = 43
Adamantine, B: 2d6 + 8 ⇒ (1, 6) + 8 = 15
Bullrush, Encouragement: 1d20 + 34 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 34 + 2 = 53 to move Atalzorn back 10 ft.

The White Ape stares at his key, trying to land a punch before Gulgamodh inexplicably retreats from the battle.

"Where are we taking the titan?" he asks. "The battle is here."

Punch: 1d20 + 22 ⇒ (20) + 22 = 42
Adamantine, B: 3d6 + 8 ⇒ (4, 1, 3) + 8 = 16
Critical Confirm: 1d20 + 22 ⇒ (16) + 22 = 38
Critical: 3d6 + 8 ⇒ (1, 6, 1) + 8 = 16

The heart can repair damage. We might want to start doing that instead of energize.

Gulgamodh jabs the patchwork dragon in the ribs.

Punch, Grappled: 1d20 + 22 - 2 ⇒ (6) + 22 - 2 = 26
Adamantine, B, Electricity: 3d6 + 8 + 1d6 ⇒ (4, 2, 3) + 8 + (2) = 19

"Of course," the White Ape says to his impromptu side-kick... protege?

The White Ape continues to wait until the titans close.

The White Ape waits for the two titans to engage closer together.

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"I have no problem driving the titan's fist," the White Ape says.

The White Ape swings his carved club at the approaching risen sailor.

Greatclub, Bloodrage: 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 6 + 2 = 11
B, BR: 1d10 + 6 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 6 + 3 = 16

I don't think Nyshka has the class feature for her gaze to affect undead.

Fortitude: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14

The White Ape grunts as the captain's ax cuts into him. His body shrugging off whatever putrescence the blade carries, the vigilante tries to return the favor. He swings at the captain as a grim aura overtakes the man-ape.

Greatclub, Bloodrage: 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 6 + 2 = 14
B, BR: 1d10 + 6 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 6 + 3 = 11

The White Ape hauls himself onto the ship and draws his massive, carved club.

The scenario actually does contradict itself in the description; it wasn't OMB's fault. There are no--visible--undead on the main deck.

The White Ape tries to take cover behind the rigging before the homunculus begins lobbing alchemist's fire.

Stealth: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13

The White Ape hauls himself onto the deck.

Climb: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 19

I believe Scraps is serious.

"Either way," the White Ape says as he treads water, one hand on the ship's hull.

For the sake of time, consider that my agreement to Jinath's choice.

"Good plan," the White Ape says. "Scraps? Are you ready?"

He looks to the water and the hippocampi. "Lend me one of those potions, and I will swim for the ship. I am not much of a rider."

Touch of the Sea will allow me to Take 10 for 22.

Unfortunately, I cannot use a wand. I vote for the aquatic encounter. I can use Sidi's potion of CSWs on Jyrrar (minimum healing will bring him to full HP).

The White Ape offers his healing potion to the wounded monk.

Formally activating Timely Inspiration from Aid Token #2 so that we can pass it.

The White Ape's form begins to appear gaunt and his face sunken but at the same time more terrible to behold. He advances to meet the minotaur captain in melee and swings with supernatural force.

Greatclub, Bloodrage, Power from Despair, Power Attack, Inspire Courage: 1d20 + 6 + 2 + 2 - 2 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 6 + 2 + 2 - 2 + 1 = 21
B, BR, PfD, PA, IC: 1d10 + 6 + 3 + 2 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 6 + 3 + 2 + 6 + 1 = 23

"Mwargh!" the White Ape bellows and rushes toward the minotaur as the battle begins, thumping his carved club against the ground as he moves.

Move: Move 30 feet
Standard: Intimidate (demoralize)

Intimidate, Size Penalty: 1d20 + 14 - 4 ⇒ (11) + 14 - 4 = 21

The White Ape eyes the patroling mound of flesh with trepidation and follows the others.

Stealth: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11

”We will bring down this foe as the others,” he answers Igor.

The White Ape advances across the courtyard as his companions lay waste to the invading force. "Not leaving any for me? That is fine," he says as he draws his great club and prepares to defend himself.

I'll call on the Silver Crusade's burst of healing ability, then.

Healing: 1d6 ⇒ 4

OMB, could you see if anyone has an Aid Token to pass to our table before we use up the Silver Crusade benefit?

Assuming that Nyshka did not finish it...

The White Ape turns his attention to the last of the Black Echelon warriors and swings his great club once more.

Greatclub: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24
B: 1d10 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14

The White Ape draws out his great club and swings it toward the blue skeletal warrior.

Greatclub: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11
B: 1d10 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13

The White Ape charges into the mist.

Double Move

The White Ape snaps in the sling in a sharp arc and releases the undead bane sling stone at the nearest skeletal warrior in the mists.

Miss 20%: 1d100 ⇒ 20
Recovery 51+: 1d100 ⇒ 7

...and it is lost forever.

So disappointing!

He then climbs down the wall.

Climb: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14 Maybe?

Oh, don't use the Exchange yet. Save that for the big fight.

The White Ape pulls out a sling and loads his blessed stone.

Speaking of faction conditions: I would like to activate the Dark Archive condition now. Maybe they'll take themselves out.

Obstacles

"Mragh!" the White Ape tries to bull rush through the blockade.

CMB: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25

Over the Wall

"Follow me!" he begins to hoist himself up the wall, using any imperfection as a handhold.

Climb: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27

The White Ape looks for a path through which the Muckrakers can slip toward the fort unseen.

Safe Route

Stealth: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14

Once they reach a gap too wide to dash across without the enemy realizing it, he tries to motivate them to move at greater speeds. "Go! Go now! Run like a pack of hell apes are on your heels! Run or I will break your spines!"

Intimidate: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (10) + 14 = 24

Once they have made it to the Muckrakers, the White Ape draws out a vial obtained from the Lodge's alchemical supplies and downs it. Potion of Protection from Arrows: DR 10/magic vs. ranged weapons for 5 hours.

Once the defenders begin to rain arrows down upon them, the Ape snarls and bats the first few aside. "Follow me," he says, "I will protect you."

He spends his efforts trying to protect the Muckrakers rather than protecting himself.

Surprise Volley

Reflex: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18

Run for Cover

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11

The White Ape draws his great club as they pass through into the extra-dimensional canyon. Seeing the fiendish farm animals barring their way, he roars in challenge and charges the nearest sheep.

Great Club, PA, Charge: 1d20 + 6 - 1 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 6 - 1 + 2 = 24
Great Club, PA: 1d10 + 6 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 6 + 3 = 11

-2 to AC for this round

"If we aim the lens at the sundial," the White Ape suggests, pointing at the tracks that Wymarc found, "Maybe that will open the way to where everything was taken."