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Likewise. You guys were great, and Dennis, you were really responsive and fast. It was a great PbP experience.

Thank you for GMing! It was fun.

That's terrible and wonderful. You are a magnificent awful person.

Traianus, covered in his own blood, looks on admiringly at Sir Reinhart. "That, my friends, was magnificent."

It's not entirely clear whether he's referring to you or the falling knight.

Traianus tries to make his threat reality, and brings his sword down in the general direction of the red foe.

Greatsword attack + inspire courage: 1d20 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 5 + 1 = 23
Greatsword damage + inspire courage: 2d6 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (5, 2) + 4 + 1 = 12

He then uses a move action to draw a wand of CLW.

Traianus steels himself, stops feeling ill, and tries to send Green off to Pharasma.

Greatsword attack, inspired: 1d20 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 5 + 1 = 24
Greatsword damage, inspired: 2d6 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (2, 6) + 4 + 1 = 13

He drops his hand from his sword for a moment to motion to Makon that he'll stay here for a flank, and brings his weapon to bear in a threatening manner against the dazed foe. Continuing to threaten Red.

Sorry for the delay--gaming last night, plus a lot of prep for gaming today. Trying to make two GMs worth of maps for 9-13 nearly broke me!

Traianus, disoriented, tries to take down green.

greatsword attack: 1d20 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 - 2 = 16
greatsword damage: 2d6 + 4 - 2 ⇒ (4, 4) + 4 - 2 = 10

He then 5' steps out of the flank.

Will worry about Celeste a little later. Need to run... to another game!

Traianus yells, "Hey!" Presumably his readied action goes off, and he swings at red but misses?

Stabbed in the side, he briefly puts his hand on the column next to him as he tries to regain his breath.

Traianus steps forward, drawing his sword as he moves. He's probably put the sword away to look at the documents, but he can draw it as part of a move action.

He holds his greatsword above his head. "Stand down! Don't move, drop your weapons... just give it up! Don't make me use this!"

Ready an action to attack the red opponent if he does (or the other opponents do) anything, including moving or starting to take a 5' step.

Readied action dice:
Greatsword attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11
Greatsword damage: 2d6 + 4 ⇒ (3, 5) + 4 = 12

Traianus is pretty suspicious of what's in the cave. Although he's not very good at spotting things.

Perception: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (16) - 2 = 14

"Oh, very nicely done!" says Traianus. He moves up to behind Neuthro and peers down the corridor, into the cavern. He loosens his sword in his scabbard, and after waffling a few seconds (wiffling?) he decides to draw his weapon.

Traianus wanders over to the shrine of Silmor. "Hey, this seems like a cool guy. Or gal? Or other?" before Celeste pulls him to the nearby shrine of Demuren.

Traianus and Celeste follow along. "That certainly seems to be a big hint. I hope we find something there to explain all this."

"I wonder how much of this Dreng knew about?"

Traianus notes, "So... we're supposed to pay attention to this Caskmail fellow, eh? Something about Sacrifice?"

Traianus scratches his head. "Oh, don't you usually use a compass to draw circles?"

Basically in almost every area where Traianus had the option to improve his diplomacy or take another useful option, he opted for diplomacy. He won't even have Power Attack until level 3! He's a talky face who just so happens to be a paladin.

"My friends here are absolutely correct, and Son here has an excellent idea. I could talk at you about how we want to do this the right way, or instead, we could ask you to help us ensure that we treat our friend's mortal remains respectfully. Can you help us?"

Traianus hmmms. "Well, our friend here has left a cunning trail of clues leading right to himself, and also to this coin. I must assure you, I dislike the looting of a grave as much as you do--but surely if this mason here is leaving a trail of clues straight to himself, he has invited us in, no?"

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (17) + 18 = 35

Traianus nods. "We mean nothing but respect, I must assure you. Actually, I'm a little curious, what can you tell me about your charge, the graveyard here? I must say, I'm not as familiar with the rites of Pharasma as I would like to be."

Diplomacy to either talk at her and keep her attention while she and Traianus stay out of the tomb--and limit her scrutiny of his allies? Or if that isn't an appropriate use of Diplomacy, just to make friends with her? Traianus can shift her attitude three steps, if she has three steps left to shift.

Diplomacy to make friends and influence people: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (7) + 18 = 25

Traianus says, "I dunno. I don't like the idea of breaking into a grave. I like the Wall of Names better, but if you'd rather go check out the tomb that's fine." He looks a little uneasy.

Traianus moves over to the other big double-doors off the main room. "Huh. Wonder what's back here?"

He'll open these up unless someone else wants to prevent this.

Traianus goes and opens up the door!

Traianus moves over to the other big double-doors off the main room. "Huh. Wonder what's back here?"

He'll open these up unless someone else wants to prevent this.

Traianus wanders through the entryway, and decides to follow Makon into the northerly room. He looks about the room and shows the note to Makon. "Well, this is interesting, isn't it? I wonder what happened to Eylysia? Hope she's okay." He flips the note over and reads the name.

Traianus moves up to the remaining beetle and sees if it can make the cut.

Greatsword attack plus guidance: 1d20 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 5 + 1 = 7
Greatsword damage: 2d6 + 4 ⇒ (1, 2) + 4 = 7

"Ugh! Why do these chairs always have to be in the way?!"

Traianus keeps yelling. "FIIIIIIMB--hey, what are these things and where did they come from??"

He steps forward while drawing his sword, bringing it down on the bug.

5' step, move action to draw, standard action to attack, and applying guidance to that first attack.

Greatsword attack: 1d20 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 5 + 1 = 14
Greatsword damage: 2d6 + 4 ⇒ (3, 1) + 4 = 8

Traianus steps inside. "FIIIIIMBRIIIIIIIIK!"

Traianus nervously fidgets with the old papers and broadsheets and deliveries. "I'm not real comfortable with this, but he might be in trouble..."

He sorts through the deliveries, stacking them into piles.

Traianus grins at Mar's vocal adventures and nods to Son. "Yeah, if you had another one, I'd be there too."

Traianus heads out, to look for Dreng, and then Fibrik.

Traianus mutters a command word and an aura of white fire envelops his hand. He touches this to the injury he sustained earlier, and winces, as if it burns.

Cure Light Wounds, from a wand: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

"Yes, let us speak with this Fimbrik. I wager we could make inroads with him... or his descendants. Selmius Foster was quite an early Pathfinder, wasn't he? Do gnomes live that long? How long ago was that?"

Knowledge (history) untrained: 1d20 ⇒ 5

"Hah! Now I've got you!" Traianus, his sword up in the air and covered in trog-blood, tries to bring it down and finish the job.

Greatsword attack: 1d20 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 5 + 1 = 16
Greatsword damage: 2d6 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (5, 4) + 4 + 1 = 14

Traianus's blade cracks the old paving stones underfoot, instead of cutting flesh, and he tries to catch the trog on by surprise as he brings his humongous sword back up.

Greatsword attack: 1d20 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 5 + 1 = 23
Greatsword damage: 2d6 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (6, 2) + 4 + 1 = 13

Trainius: don't forget my inspire courage; adds +1 to hit and damage

You're right, I did! Turns into 13 to hit, 12 damage. Still misses, I think.

"Hey! Look over there! Something's hiding! And... oh boy does it smell." Traianus tries to resist the stench.

Fortitude: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22
Fortitude: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18

Traianus reaches for his greatsword. "Are troglodytes evil? They sure smell like it!" Turning to the trogs, "You things need to be introduced to a bathtub, post-haste!"

Presuming someone convinces Traianus that troglodytes are evil and threatening and this is self-defense, he'll try to hack at one!

Move action to get next to blue, drawing sword as part of a move

Standard action to swing, using guidance...

Greatsword attack: 1d20 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 5 + 1 = 12
Greatsword damage: 2d6 + 4 ⇒ (1, 6) + 4 = 11

Traianus very carefully crosses at very slow speed. Half speed? Quarter speed? Maybe even slower.

The "corrupted post" stuff will hopefully clear itself out, either tonight or tomorrow. The Paizo team is aware of it and is supposedly working on fixing it.

The "corruption" seems to be that the comment is being GZIPped (compressed--to free Paizo up some storage space?) up somewhere and it isn't being un-zipped when the forum goes to read and display the post. I'm not sure why the code to read compressed comments wasn't rolled out before the code to compress comments was, but if Paizo ever finishes their code deployment your posts should start coming through loud and clear. Hopefully...

Ugh, sorry I haven't posted. The Paizo site has just been insufferable the past day or so. I didn't start seeing corrupted posts until today, though. Not a particularly good sign for the system...

Traianus sits down next to Old Man Gill, with a mug. "Yeah! I heard something about that! They disappeared not long after that, though, didn't they?"

Traianus grabs a chair and pulls it up next to Janira's group. "Hey, so this is where the Pathfinders go if they want to avoid the paperwork, eh?"

Traianus walks inside and wrings out his hat again. He walks toward the bar with Neuthro. "Heeeey, this is a great place you've got here! We're not just here for a parcel. Whatcha got on tap? I'll have one, he'll have one. And my friend here" his eyes narrow in thought as he looks at Son. "Might want two. Or three?"

Traianus grins and returns the backslap. "You're right! We'd better hurry! I hope this place still has some of that Absalom City stuff."

Notable changes from last time: Traianus is investing in a wand of cure light wounds and a masterwork greatsword, for what it's worth, from his Confirmation chronicle gold.

"--not now, Celeste. Master Dreng, that's a grand joke. Well done! Is there anything we should know about this parcel?"

He takes his hat off and tries to wring it out. "I'm down for a beer if you are, Makon."

Knowledge (history) Untrained: 1d20 ⇒ 15 Maxes out at 10.

It's kind of funny--I've never actually played it before.

I have GMed it a few times though.

Thanks Dennis! Looks good from here...

1) Player name (can be forum name) Terminalmancer
2) Character name Traianus Junianus
3) Character level 1
4) PFS #-Character # 124419-36
5) Faction Sovereign Court
6) Day job roll Traianus will forgo his downtime to try to make connections, if he doesn't find a more appealing box to check on his faction card during the scenario. Knowledge (nobility): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16 Ooh, looks like he got it.

Thank you for picking back up for us! That was fun!

Tektite, if you get back and see this, thank you for inviting me in!

Traianus would like to continue with everyone else, if he can.

Traianus pulls himself from the drink. "Oh, you've defeated it already? Janira's all right? Great! Good work, team!"

A small bird lands on his shoulder.

Traianus thinks. "Like our friend Makon says, we met a gillman there. Said his name was Irori... Midori... something like that? He told us about his peoples' pilgrimages to the water. I guess it's a holy place for them and the water is especially pure.

"The cave itself, besides being full of holy gillman water, seems to have been an old shrine to Aroden, of all things. I think we've got a few side-chambers we still need to check out, is that right?"

He approaches the rest of the party. You can hear the squelch as the cloth foundation of his splint mail is compressed and streams of water squirt from his greaves.

Traianus can barely make out a log overhead, and reaches for it! (glug)

Reflex Save: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (13) - 2 = 11

The floundering paladin tries to swim for shore once more!

Swim check the first: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (13) - 1 = 12

He tries to stand in the water...

No standard actions so far. 23 rounds of air remain in Traianus's lungs.

Welcome back!

Traianus gets to the edge of the cleared stream-bank and tries to leap over the stream. Using guidance to offset his -6 penalty on acrobatics. Just a little bit.

Acrobatics to jump: 1d20 - 5 ⇒ (2) - 5 = -3

Traianus drops straight into the drink, and sputters!

Swim, to try to swim to the other side: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (4) - 1 = 3

He starts holding his breath...

Con of 12, so 24 rounds remaining.

Well, he wasn't going to be good at any of the ways to get across the river to begin with, but some poor dice didn't help him. Swim for it, paladin!

Traianus sheaths his greatsword and slowly moves through the difficult terrain, drawing a large hammer.

Move action to put weapon away...

Move action to move up to 20 feet. Since a diagonal in difficult terrain is 15', he gets one square this round. Drawing a lucerne hammer as part of this second move.

"Watch yourselves!" he calls out to his allies who have made it across the river.

It's a common houserule from what I've seen, so it's not that strange to me, it's just not something I see a lot of in PFS. Of course a lot of regions have moved to 5-hour slots where possible, which might have something to do with it.

But I have heard tell of weirder stuff. Supposedly (I haven't played with them myself) the Hong Kong PFS group rules that you can't use a reroll on rolls of natural 1 when that 1 would automatically fail--because as soon as you see that 1, you know what the result is, and you can only use a reroll before you know the result.

People are strange and interesting creatures.

Thanks for the heads-up. Wasn't sure how much of a problem it is if Traianus takes actions in a second combat before he gets healed from the first. So it's good to know.

And yeah, I've played (and GMed) quite a bit of Pathfinder and PFS, but PbP does seems to have its own little metagame in addition to all the regional norms, so I'm trying to figure things out as I get the chance. I appreciate the perspective. I've never seen anyone do average healing before, though! That's a new one for me. Figured I'd roll with it... or not, as the case may be.