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Thanks for gm'ing GM chadius, and glædelig jul!

Tomren's also level 5, but otherwise it's good.

While advising Anwar on his repairs, Tomren will speak to Jikaru in an attempt to learn more of the temple's history and her role in it.

Tomren nods in agreement with Rogar.

"Stay here or return with us, it matters not. Now you have the chance, you should do as you wish."

Knowledge (engineering): 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (14) + 12 = 26

"Your ward is not beyond saving yet, Jikaru! With hard work and determination, it can still be restored."

Emboldened by the chance to lecture an immortal being, Tomren clears his throat and speaks again.

"Actually, even if Tanbaru is currently an oni, he is at least of a type that's less cruel and destructive than most of his ilk."

Knowledge (planes): 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (1) + 13 = 14
Folio reroll, 5 GM stars: 1d20 + 13 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 13 + 5 = 30

Sense Motive: 1d20 ⇒ 20

Tomren stands dumbfounded by the statue's question for only a brief moment before he collects his thoughts.

"We hail from the west, from an area called 'The Inner Sea Region'. It is a place of myriad cultures, ranging from the ancient civilizations of Garund, to the fractious states of central Avistan and all the way to the wilds at the foot of The Crown of The World."

Knowledge (geography): 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (12) + 13 = 25

Speaks Tien + Perception: 1d20 ⇒ 8
Spellcraft DC 22: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (14) + 14 = 28

Tomren strokes his beard thoughtfully.

"The scroll I can decipher (Spider Climb), but the rest requires a lot more time, time we might not have..."

He signs his name in the guest book as well.

Tomren isn't pleased with Kalas' tone but quickly gets distracted by the amount of items he needs to identify.

Spellcraft DC 18: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (17) + 14 = 31
Spellcraft DC 18: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (17) + 14 = 31
Spellcraft DC 20: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (14) + 14 = 28
Spellcraft DC 18: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (7) + 14 = 21
Spellcraft DC 24: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (18) + 14 = 32
Spellcraft DC 20: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (20) + 14 = 34

Once he's done, he hands Anwar a wand and bids him to use it on him.
CLW x2: 2d8 + 2 ⇒ (7, 6) + 2 = 15

"I agree with Doubtful. Throwing them off the cliff would be cruel to say the least..."

Tomren gives Anwar an appreciative nod and ducks into cover while drawing a wand. From the safety of the ancient masonry, he waves it at the last surviving foe.

Magic Missile v red: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Tomren advances up behind Mirage and let's the would-be ambushers have a taste of their own medicine.

Casting fireball in the are I've marked on the map. Since it's a spread, it should wrap around all the corners nicely. Reflex DC 19.
Fire damage: 5d6 ⇒ (1, 2, 5, 3, 4) = 15

Knowledge (engineering): 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (14) + 12 = 26
Knowledge (dungeoneering): 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (8) + 12 = 20
Knowledge (religion): 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (4) + 13 = 17
Knowledge (history): 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (12) + 12 = 24

Tomren scratches his beard thoughtfully.

"The reason you don't recognize this place, Tanbaru, is that it is not a part of the original temple. It seems like we've stumbled upon a naga cult of some kind, though I can't tell you more than that..."

"Yes, let's make haste. The Dormitory is as good a place as any to start."

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (20) + 14 = 34

Tomren runs a finger along the scorch marks with a worried frown.

"We might not be the first to arrive... There are recent signs of battle magic here."

"I'm not sure, Rogar," Tomren shouts from the safety of the back of the formation. "Maybe the pilgrimage's rules don't apply to hell-tainted animals, or maybe they do. Either way, I think the 'unless you must defend yourself' part of the rules covers us here."

He then weaves another spell, this time on himself. Mage Armor

@Rogar: Sure.

Knowledge (nature): 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (15) + 13 = 28

"The snakes are not entirely of this world! Use good-aligned weapons if possible, and avoid burnig and freezing spells as well."

Tomren mutters an incantation and places a hand on Kalas' shoulder, filling the druid with a sense of heroic glory.

Casting Heroism on Kalas.

Tomren assesses the whole situation with a worried look.

"I would be very grateful to be carried across by you, Kalas."

Knowledge (religion) DC 15: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (15) + 13 = 28
Knowledge (religion) DC 19: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (8) + 13 = 21
Knowledge (religion) DC 17/22: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (20) + 13 = 33

Tomren gives the gong and statues a thoughtful look.

"Do any of you fancy yourselves as percussionists? Otherwise, offering the monk statue some perfectly cooked rice could garner us some favor with the local spirits. Even more so than usual perhaps, due to the current lack of pilgrims."

GM wants a Profession(cook) or Survival check for the rice.

Knowledge (nature): 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (4) + 13 = 17

"Indeed they are, Rogar. We should strive to not disturb them, honoring the third rule."

Knowledge (local): 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (10) + 13 = 23

"They are an auspicious sign though... If we were to disturb them, a few handfuls of rice should calm them down again."

Knowledge (engineering): 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (13) + 12 = 25

At the landslide, Tomren holds out a hand to stop Rogar.

"Be careful! The rocks probably haven't settled entirely yet, so walking on them could cause the whole thing to tumble down, us with it..."

I can do a Knowledge (geography) with a +12 bonus if we take the detour, but i suspect one of the druids might be better suited for that option.

Tomren eagerly chats with Tanbaru on the journey into the mountains learning what he can from the former kami and plugging whatever holes it might have in its understanding of current affairs.

Once at the pillars, he studies them with practiced care. And he also speaks Tien, which is nice.

Knowledge (religion): 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (11) + 13 = 24

"This is indeed the start of the path of pilgrimage. We'd better follow the rules:
Don’t pitch your tent or leave your equipment on the trail. Be courteous and mindful of others using the trail.
Take your trash with you. Don’t make fires outside designated areas. Don’t leave any other trace of your passage.
Nature is sacred and fragile; do not tread on it. Don’t harm animals unless you must defend yourself."

Knowledge (nature): 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (17) + 13 = 30

Satisfied with Kalas and Anwar's knowledge concerning the local area, Tomren happily accepts a cup of tea. He gives Doubtful an apologizing look over the cup's rim as he sips the hot beverage.

Tomren listens eagerly to Tanbaru's story.

"Fascinating! I don't have any hands-on experience with the Tian spirit world, but I'm sure I brought some notes with me..."

Are there any Knowledge checks we can make?

I've actually never played or GM'ed #6-21 at all.

Standing out from the assembled strongmen and foresters, Tomren looks much like you'd expect an adventuring wizard would. His tall, wiry frame is swaddled in a well-worn but practical scholar's robe and his face is framed with a neatly trimmed beard. Several pouches and satchels are strapped to his person, their contents intricately sorted after their uses.

"Not to worry, Doubtful," he says with a crooked smile. "This end of the range has been mostly dormant for decades. I'm sure nothing will explode under us while we're out exploring."

Kalas' entrance doesn't faze him, and he looks up at the half-elf.

"I can't say that I have, but I've only heard good things about her."

. for now. I'll post in earnest tomorrow morning.

Player Name: Andreas F (aka SkipperD)
Character Name: Tomren Tellius
PFS#: 35574-14
Faction: Dark Archives
Initiative Bonus: +2
Perception Bonus: +0

Chronicle Number: 12
Starting XP: 12
Initial Prestige: 16
Initial Fame: 22
Starting GP: 1509,3

Total GP and PP costs for any equipment you purchased in this scenario: Nothing yet, but that might change
Day Job: Craft (calligraphy): 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (18) + 16 = 34
Progression Speed: Normal

I have no preference tier-wise, so just plug any holes that might be with me.

Edit: If the high-tier team needs an arcane caster, then I guess I'm your guy.

Tomren gives a shocked gasp.

"We shall do no such thing! Even if we weren't specifically tasked with retrieving it, we should bring back for study!"

Sense Motive is for chumps :P
@Riceak: 3 HP from full.

Assuming the the divination aura was the mirror:
"The mirror's magical, alright, but I don't know how it functions. Let's take it with us anyway."

Map rolls:
Knowledge (nobility): 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (6) + 11 = 17
Knowledge (local): 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (9) + 12 = 21
Knowledge (geography): 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (20) + 12 = 32

Tomren studies the map before starting to catalogue the gnolls' gear.

Item identification:
Heavy Wooden Shield: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (15) + 13 = 28
Wand: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (12) + 13 = 25
Cloak: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (3) + 13 = 16
Potion bottle: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (7) + 13 = 20
Wand: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (10) + 13 = 23
Greasy Braid: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (16) + 13 = 29

"The cloak's function escapes me, but the other items are as follows..." Check the other spoilers.

Tomren takes a look at the partially scorched map.

"I hope this is salvageable...

Tomren limps a step away from the wall and tells the flind a joke.

"Did you hear about the Hyena who drank a pint of gravy? He was a laughing stock!"

Casting Hideous Laughter defensively. Will DC 18, 4 round total duration.

Concentration DC 19: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (7) + 12 = 19 *sweats nervously*

Tomren darts past the flind, attempting to dodge it on the way.

Acrobatics to tumble: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 2 = 20

He then tries to put out the fire. Dunno if there's a roll to make.

Tomren gasps.

"The map!"

He casts a spell and darts into the room with extraordinary speed.

Casting Expeditious Retreat.

Tomren rubs some metaphorical salt in the gnoll's wounds and blasts it with a spell.

Magic Missile: 2d4 + 2 ⇒ (1, 3) + 2 = 6

Bull's Strength for Bravo it is, then! It lasts 4 minutes.

The others' fighting words has Tomren on edge as he moves towards the stairs, but he keeps a level head.

"Would anyone of you benefit from a temporary surge of strength?"

I have a Bull's Strength prepared.

Intelligence: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16

"Would you be inclined to help us if told you the Desmire brothers 'sent' us. Algorn and Tancred to be precise."

Knowledge (local): 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (8) + 12 = 20
Knowledge (planes): 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (11) + 12 = 23

Tomren takes a look around the room.

"The chaps in the painting are the Desmire brothers."

As the new arrival makes his presence known, Tomren instantly recognizes what he is.

"Good sir djinn," he says with a bow, "can you tell us your mistress' current location?"

I'm preparing Glitterdust, Bull's Strength and Hideous Laughter (now that have my spell component pouch back).

Tomren absentmindedly follows the others, his tome demanding all of his attention.

Knowledge (local), M Sloan: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (12) + 12 = 24
Knowledge (local), Jacquo: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (2) + 12 = 14

"The Sloan fellow is a prominent Aspis Consortium agent in Magnimar."

I'd like to fill out my empty spell slots now that I have my spell book and guaranteed acces to a spell component pouch. It'll take 15 minutes.

Tomren punches in the direction of the hyena, and unseen force strikes at it.

Ranged Touch Attack, Precise Shot, Point Blank Shot: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 4 + 1 = 8
Telekinetic Fist, Point Blank Shot: 1d4 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 2 + 1 = 5

I really do need my spell component pouch and spell book from the chest...

Knowledge (nature): 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (5) + 13 = 18

Tomren notes the "hyenas'" heritage for later, and seeing that things might escalate from here, he casts a spell.
Mage Armor

"We have all our things here, so why not? I'd prefer a short while to prepare some more spells, though."

Sense Motive: 1d20 ⇒ 8

Tomren is still to busy nursing the bump on his head to notice anything.

Tomren gives Gima a surreptitious handshake.

"Oh, don't worry. Their laughing days are numbered."

He otherwise keeps a low profile on the journey.

Knowledge (local): 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (20) + 12 = 32

Curiosity gets the better of Tomren, and he answers the halfling's statement.

"That's what comes of failing to predict the weather."

Shrink Item: Masterwork Quarterstaff (as a strip of cloth)
Role: Slave
Other Items Being Hidden: None

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (19) + 13 = 32
Knowledge (local): 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (5) + 12 = 17
Knowledge (geography): 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (15) + 12 = 27

Tomren gives the more martially inclined party members a rundown of how shrink item works.

With one lecture over, he transitions into a new one.

"Gnolls are humanoids with hyena-like features. They are cruel and tend to keep packs of hyenas as pets. They also love hunting but try to make slaves do everything else for them. They are primarily nocturnal, typically worship Lamashtu, and are known to kill and eat sentient creatures. Some exceptionally aggressive, strong, and clever gnolls are known as flinds, and they typically rise quickly to the top of their pack hierarchies. They’re known for using flail-like weapons called flindbars."

Realizing what the major's maps detail, Tomren rolls his eyes at Maldris' starry-eyed idealism.

Tomren gives Lady Madinani's offer careful consideration.

"Allowing me to carry my bonded quarterstaff, or odd stick as it will seem, would be preferable. The rest of my equipment can be stored in the experimental chest."

I'll take the shrink item on my staff. Can we have something like spell component pouches on us while in our slave guises?

Tomren gives Lady Madinani a bow a her station merits.

"Do we know anything about the veiled woman's scrying mirror?"

Any knowledge rolls we can make?

A tall, lanky man leans against the wall next to the office door. His ink-stained fingers and complete lack of armor clearly label him as a wizard. He gives the other assembled agents a friendly smile.

"Ah, I see I'm not the only one who has been corralled by Valsin. I fear that I've spent too much time in the Vaults, so it's been a while since my last mission... Oh, where are my manners? I'm Tomren Tellius, Dark Archivist."