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Ah cool, thanks. :)

Thanks for the game and for playing with old friends *fistbumps Rob and and Eben* and new!

It was fun to actually have a significant number of traps for Thessaly to deal with, they're not always common in PFS play.

Thessaly is glad to breathe the fresh air when they're out of the crypts again. "Well that was a party, yeah?" she says loudly. "Soon as the Pharasmins pay us, drinks are on me! For any who wanna come. Got to be some really weird bars here in Kaer Maga. Good work, ya lousy jerks," she grins, with a wink.

Dungeons raised!: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17 Hee!

"Shit," says Thessaly. "Brown mold. No fires, no torches! Can anybody make cold somehow, that's the only real way to kill it. Don't get next to it, you'll freeze your asses off."

(GM, could Thessaly try and scrape it off the walls using her glaive, so that she's back far enough not to freeze?)

"Alright, let's keep this wagon rollin'," Thessaly yawns. She tromps to the next passageway, scanning again for signs of danger.

Look for traps: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (5) + 11 = 16

During the brief period in which they have an enslaved ghoul, Thessaly wrinkles her nose, but doesn't object... when Lyteonira attacks, however, she mildly face-palms.

"Okay, I can get not wantin' to let it eat some poor bastard's corpse meat, but gah-- warn us," she growls, lifting her glaive and seeing whether the ghoul is dead or turns on them.

Here's a pre-emptive attack roll in case it'll help, rather than needing to wait for it.

Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25
Damage: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12

"Stupid ugly sonsofjackals," Thessaly growls, taking a step back with both hands gripping her glaive, ready to impale the first undead horror to run onto it.

Readied attack, reach: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20
Damage: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

Possible AOO (if it triggers): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19
Damage: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

The angle and the crowding keep her from putting any real power into things, obviously.

"Never mind. Don't use my potion," Thessaly says cheerfully, shaking bits of devil-lard off her glaive's tip.

"Right, next room. That scratch ain't worth healing. Lazy bastards in that one..."

Per for traps as she enters Gluttony's chamber: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (5) + 11 = 16

No flank applies; I wasn't threatening it while adjacent to it, because reach weapon, and I've drawn back from potential flanking now. Still, your eagle's first two attacks should hit anyway

"Ow," Thessaly says drily at the tiny slash. "Best you can do, Mr... demon, is it? I've had worse. Like from these damned statues. 's right, a bunch of carved rock hits harder than you do, ugly."

She moves back from the creature (provoking an AOO) to stand next to Kayde.

To the group at large, she says, "See the gold-and-silver colored bottle at my belt? Somebody grab it and pour some of that on your weapon. ...heh. I think you can also chuck holy water at these buggers. Cuz Malakiah said they're demons, right?"

(Thessaly has an oil of bless weapon, someone should feel free to make use of it on their wepaon as Thess doesn't want to spend the actions to apply it on hers right now)

Thessaly readies to stab at the thing when it emerges.

Readied glaive attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12
Damage: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12

(Note that she might also get an AOO because of her reach weapon; if so:)

AOO: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19
Damage: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

Thessaly sniggers at poor Amelie's reaction, and carefully pries valuables off the dead. "Someone remind me to wash my hands real good after alla this, okay?"

With the shinies harvested, Thess regrips her glaive and moves to the next section in their circuit.

A preemptive trap check: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (6) + 11 = 17

Thessaly scrunches up her nose at the rather pornographic arrangement in this room.

"Right, I like a bit of bawd as much as the next girl, but this takes it to a new level, what with everyone all dead and all... reminds me of this story I heard in a pub once..."

(Link is to Oglaf, which if you don't know Oglaf, is ~NSFW~ as a rule.)

Thessaly looks around for anything worth taking, but likely doesn't find much as she's not a necrophile.

I'll accept that offer, Kayde. ;)

"SEE?!?! Thessaly shouts with an emphatic gesture of both hands when Kayde gets hit. "Goddamn! Alright there, buddy?"

She digs out her tools yet again...

Disable Device: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27

Thessaly makes a show of blowing on her hands cuz she's just that badass. "There, sorted that. Now you know how I felt though. F%#+ing traps."

It's not a matter of them needing to go back into that room.... it's a matter of PRINCIPLE. She's gonna wreck every trap she finds.

"Okay, so. Where next?"

Lol, thanks GM. :P

Thessaly gives Maulaxe a weirded-out blink when he wraps his dwarven arms around her but hesitantly pats his shoulder, while looking around as if to say, A dwarf is hugging me, what do I do?

Woops, you're right, I was somehow brainfarting and doing a d6 not a d8 for CLW in my head. Nine charges it is!

Thessaly tries to smooth down her on-end hair with mixed results. "Let's just start with that one," she says grumpily, pointing at the first one. South and clockwise works here!

Boo! Yeah I got poor odds of hitting that. :P Okay, time to get some zapped. And yeah, since it's an option, she'll definitely go ahead and perm-disable them after they trigger, to make it safe for us to go around as needed. Rolling the damage all together for simplicity's sake, but basically Thessaly would stop and heal after each one, so it's really just a matter of knowing how much damage needs healing, I think.

Another disable attempt on the only one she didn't trigger: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (11) + 10 = 21 ZAP!
Damage from triggered traps: 10d6 ⇒ (3, 1, 6, 3, 6, 3, 5, 6, 5, 6) = 44 Geez. I roll good damage on myself. :| So, a total of 47. If you'll permit average on CLW charges, it'll come out to 11 charges to have her fully healed. Let me know if we need to do this differently!

Thessaly settles in to take apart the first trap, her tools in hand and her armor laid to one side, revealing the padded gambeson beneath. She sticks her tongue out as she starts to work.... and receives a blast of electricity for her troubles. The half-Ulfen rocks back on her heels with a yelp of pain, her hair frizzed out into a zapped halo. "Uuurgh..."

Grimly, she settles back in to finish the job now that it's temporarily suppressed. "Someone hit me with my wand," she rasps. "Hopefully the rest of these'll go better."

They don't. It's a long, painful process; and by the last trap Thessaly's fingers are sort of shaking as she works to disable it-- her teeth gritted against anticipated pain-- which comes, just as she fears, in another jag of lightning. Finally, however-- with some cursing for good measure-- Thessaly wrecks the mechanisms of the last trap. She stands up haggardly and starts wordlessly re-donning her armor, gesturing someone to assist her.

"I. F!@~ing. Hate. Traps."

(Sorry, boards were down last night when I tried to post!)

Thessaly leaves the dead bodies unknown, having a healthy respect for terrible curses and the like. As they head back into the big room, she cracks her knuckles, wriggles her fingers, and psychs herself up for some trap busting.

"...I think I better take my armor off," she says reluctantly. "Frees up a little more wrist dexterity. Someone gimme a hand. I sure hope nothin' attacks us in here."

Taking off armor because of ACP -2, heh. Without that, she's at a +10 Disable Device. If permitted, she'd take 10 on the first statue so we can see if a 20 will succeed; if her 'average attempt' works, she'll use that; if not, here are some rolls! Start at the statue counter-clockwisef from the one we already did, go around the room. Also Thessaly would have someone activate her cure light wand on her in between statues if she takes damage, obviously.

Let me know if we need more rolls. *looks at rolls* ....okay those were crappy.

(Sorry, very hectic weekend)

"That is disgusting," Thessaly says of the cockroach-infested armor. "What the hell are they doing in there? Ain't nothing in there for bugs to eat... or is there? Maybe there's a body rotting in there. Oughta douse the whole thing in oil and light it the hell up, you ask me."

She uses the tip of her long glaive to drag the sword and daggers closer, without stepping any closer than she has to.

Kn Local: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

"The armor looks fancy, though," she offers. "Probably worth money, though I wouldn't tell the buyer there were feckin' roaches in it. That'd knock the price down for sure."

Thessaly leans on her glaive, stretching a little while the magicky folk look stuff over.

"Let's try that western hallway, yeah?"

"S'pose we've no reason to kill something needlessly."

Thessaly takes a deliberate step back, glaive rested at her side rather than raised, and makes a 'shoo' gesture.

Sorry, busy weekend-then-Monday!

Thessaly is weirded out by the mirror-trickery and stays uncharacteristically silent during. She is glad to get back to straightforward work like helping the others dispatch the next zombie-skull thing they meet, and to leave the room of mirrors behind them.

At the next door, she performs the usual once-over for traps.

Perception for trapsies: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (14) + 11 = 25
Preemptive Disable Device if needed: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (10) + 8 = 18

While she waits to hear if there's any magic in the room, Thessaly idly looks around with her ordinary, but sharp, eyes.

PErception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (16) + 10 = 26

"Huh, well... guess we take what we can and the rest you'll have to do from memory," Thessaly offers with a shrug. She puts the key into her pack.

"Way I figure it, anything that's not bolted down, the Society will want a look-see at. Anyway, it's some sorta key I think... and keys open things.

"Okay, this hall shoots off east as well-- let's check doors, open, sweep. Like professionals," she adds with a smirk.

Checking for traps on floor and door alike, Thessaly moves for the first door to the east and gives everyone time to get in position before opening it.

Per for traps: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (4) + 11 = 15

reflex, sorry: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17

Kayde is out of town per the Ooc, I'd roll for him but on my phone rn

(Sorry!! I must have turned off notifs on this thread accidentally, I was wondering why it had gone quiet...)

Perception vs DC 15: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (15) + 10 = 25

"I just got a flesh wound," Thessaly grunts, gazing at the wall. "Your toasting there healed most of it. I got a wand of my own anyhow."

only down -2 right now after the channels, it's good enough for me

"Anyway forget all that. One of these rune thingies looks like it can be tugged out of the wall-- see, right here. Any of you magicky sorts know what all these scribbles and giblets mean?"

"Damn," Thessaly says, shaking out her hand where the snake had bitten. "Man, it woulda been funny to chuck it down there. Oh well. Hey, Kayde, wanna make me feel better with a wave of your stick?" she says with a snigger at her own crude humor.

A charge from her own wand, if Kayde or someone else activates it for her: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

Fort: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18

Thessaly curses some more as the snake sinks its fangs into her hand, but her grip remains sure all the same even as a trickle of blood wells on her fingers.

"That the best you got? I've had alcohol poisoning worse than that," she growls.

Maintain grapple: 1d20 + 4 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 4 + 5 = 23

"Right, this is a stupid fight," she says shortly. "'m not gonna keep hammering on a thing made outta steel. Blunts up my damn glaive."

She pivots, dragging the twisting metal creature out over the edge of that hundred-something-feet-deep pit...and then lets go.

(As per grapple: using the 'move' option to hold it over the pit. It's entitled to a chance to break the grapple at an additional +4, vs my CMB of 17. Otherwise... ducky go down the hole!)

Thessaly grunts and runs back in, so that the snake doesn't go for the wizard. Her glaive clatters to the ground as she just tries to grab the stupid snake with her gloved hands.

Grapple combat maneuver: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19

(I don't have improved grapple, so the snake will get a free bite on me)

"Oi, wizard, how about you clear back since you can shoot it from the other side of the room?" Thessaly says to Malakiah. "Then I can get in behind Lytie here and use my glaive."

(Delay)

"This fightin' with a pit at our back is shite," Thessaly grunts, striking at the snake with her glaive around Amelie.

Glaive, cover: 1d20 + 6 - 4 ⇒ (11) + 6 - 4 = 13
Damage: 1d10 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10

"Maybe we can pull back and get into some better positions than we are it'll prolly come to us."

She suits action to word and moves back.

"Looks clear of trappy stuff, but I think I hear somethin' scratchin' around in there. Seems like something teenyweensy though, maybe not a full body. Anyone object to us openin' this up?" Thessaly asks, already moving to one corner of the lid.

"Ooh, spoopy," Thessaly says when the doorway is opened and the sarcophagus revealed. "Anyone wanna check for magic? I'll look for the old-fashioned stuff."

Perception re traps on sarcophagus: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (20) + 11 = 31

Grumbling, the Ulfen woman brings out her tools and sets to work, squinting at the lock...

Disable device: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21

(If that's not sufficient she'll take 20, since you can try locks again with no consequences)

Thessaly reads the spoiler as a free action!

Thess gives her club a few more swings in the air, grinning down at the pile of bones she and the others smashed up. "Serves ya right."

She picks up her glaive; when Maulaxe grunts in a dwarven fashion she looks up. "Eh?

"--well, what have we here-- looks like a secret door. Good eyes there, dwarf."

She looks it over for traps-

Traps?: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (8) + 11 = 19

--and, if finding none, moves to open it.

Thessaly says it's better to be lucky have unlucky foes than be good!

Club smash?: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 4 + 1 = 15
Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

The Ulfen woman takes another swing, though this one's a bit less accurate. "You still ain't managed to nibble on me, ugly!" she taunts the creature.

Crunch?: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 4 + 1 = 21
Crunch!: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

Thessaly smirks at the creature's failure to connect, and lashes out again with the stout piece of wood, splintering some more bone pieces. "Loser!" she shouts in the thing's hideous face.

Cursing in Skald, Thessaly drops her glaive and draws her club, trying to smash the mess of bones.

Club, bless: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 4 + 1 = 22
Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

Will: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 1 = 15 +2 more vs enchantments, but looks like I made it

"DAMN! What's THIS ugly thing?" Thessaly shouts. She steps into the room and swings with her glaive.

Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19
Damage, slashing: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

Knowledge? Local or Dung.: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7 Yeah no.

Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (11) + 10 = 21 Nope

"Me," Thessaly answers with a smirk, and opens said door-- once the others are in position.

Thessaly jerks out of a mild daydream to realize another combat's taken place while she gazed at the wall. "Damn!" she says with a blink. "...you're an effective lot. I dunno nothin' about the runes and stuff-- let's do as Lyteneira says and try headin' west."

She strides that direction, leading with her glaive and squinting at the floor and walls as she goes.

Checking for traps as I approach the door to the west

Per, trapfinding: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (16) + 11 = 27

(Assuming I find nothing, will move all the way to the door and check it too before opening it)

"--haha, it's a dead end after all," Thessaly smirks.

(free action to make lame jokes!)

"Heh." Thess holds up the arrow with a grin.

"Alright, let's get her open-- what do you mean, a dead end? We got this door behind the curtain that I just took the arrow off. Let's see what's behind it!"

Tools back in her pack and glaive in hand, Thess waits for anyone who wants to come into the room to do so, then tries to open the secret door with Maulaxe.

"Woah! Careful. Back outta the room, Maulaxe, let me try and fix this little pinpricker. If anyone's got a prayer for me, I'll take it."

Ushering the others out of the way of the arrow trap she's seen, Thessaly takes out her tools and tries to carefully snip the string while keeping steady pressure on it to 'fool' the trap, then tie it off safely so it won't trigger.

Disable device, trapfinding: 1d20 + 8 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 8 + 1 = 27 Man, I have been so lucky on these trap rolls! Not that I'm complaining

Thessaly squints the secret door over for any sign of traps. Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (13) + 10 = 23 +1 more vs traps

"I really like whatever spell that statue put on me," Thessaly says with a grin. She takes a step back and swings with her glaive at the one she and Kayde are facing.

Glaive vs orange, flank, aid: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 6 + 1 + 2 = 22
Damage (slashing), sneak attack: 1d10 + 4 + 1d6 ⇒ (3) + 4 + (3) = 10

Though her glaive is maybe the best weapon for breaking bones, if you hit hard enough it still works, Thessaly figures.

"I gotta get some lighter goddamn armor," Thessaly curses, breaking into a full-on, clanking run.

Using the Run action, so x3 speed, straight line, lose my dex bonus. AC is now 17 as a result for this round. Moved on map. If the archers have weapons drawn other than bows they might get AOOS on me?

"Aww dammit! Stupid bonebags!"

Thessaly breaks into a clanging jog, her armor impeding her speed.

Double moved on map, draw glaive as part of move

Apologies for the lack of posts. I am having a busy work deadline which I failed to post about in this game, but on top of that, I managed to wrench my back yesterday while getting a wheelchair out of a car and as a result I'm sort of mildly drugged right now. I'll try and post promptly when it comes around to Thessaly in initiative, but my apologies if I don't manage it.

Thess shrugs. "Right, well... you could do that. So are you willin' to? We each walk away--- you let us deal as we need to with your mister here, and you get to start as... fresh as you can? Heh."