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Thanks you

I will retrain.

So, back to the Grand Lodge you go, nu-friends in tow.

When you all return to the Grand Lodge’s Events Hall, you find the ballroom packed full of people who begin clapping and cheering upon seeing Taiwalei. On the far side of the room, a large banner with the words “Congratulations on Your Promotion” hangs off the walls. The first word looks a little crooked and crinkled but does not distract the energy from the hyped up crowd.

Fola pulls Taiwalei up to the small stage set up before the banner.

Friends, fellow agents, as you are all aware by now, Taiwalei has now joined the ranks of our excellent venture captains, in recognition for all he has done in helping us recruit talent from all corners of Golarion. Many would not be here if not for your enthusiasm or charity. You, Taiwalei, have been a compass to many, and we hope to see that passion continue. It is with pride and pleasure, therefore, that I present you with this opportunity: an assignment for as long as you wish at the Woodsedge Lodge, where you will be working on an effort to map out the Maze of the Open Road.

As Taiwalei jumps in excitement and accepts a token pin bearing the Woodsedge Lodge’s coat of arms, the room erupts into applause. Many shout their congratulations for the venture-captain. A few of the faction leaders look a little less enthusiastic with concern in their eyes but clap sincerely. It’s clear that they are ready to support Taiwalei in his work ahead. Besides, any doubts and reservations they had are quickly swept aside as Taiwalei approaches each of them with drinks and questions on if they have any advice going forward.

The rest of the evening goes swimmingly, full of music, performances, dances, and games. At some point during the party, Fola approaches the party to inquire how the tour went. She expresses delight at meeting Gedun and Yeyacha. It’s uncertain what befriending the duo might bring, but Fola is optimistic. A budding rivalry, meanwhile, can spell trouble for the Society’s collection of items and
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" I have never meet either of them. Only heard about them."

The call of battle still ring into Tristan. A baleful aura surround him even if his posture stays the same.

He closes his eyes to concentrate and the aura disappears. It doesn't change that for the rest of the day, Tristan will feel sick unless he punches someone. That's a real curse.

action 1 substained the aura of bless to 20ft.
Action 2: weapon surge
Action 3: shoot green.

attack inside 30ft+bless vs green: 1d20 + 7 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (18) + 7 + 1 - 2 = 24piercing, moderate curse, spirit: 1d8 + 2 + 1 + 1d6 ⇒ (2) + 2 + 1 + (4) = 9

The projection behind Tristan become more and more clear as his bow gains a shining light and shoots Green.

[moderate curse always -1 ac and saves]

I will post today.

gm, could give a reminder of the bless spell that i gived last round?

Green gets hit badly but is not brought down.

Since it is a crit, i will add the deadly trait to green. 1d10 ⇒ 3

will with curse: 1d20 - 2 + 5 ⇒ (12) - 2 + 5 = 15

The pain received from the curse cause Tristan to look at the baby shark's cute little dance as a source of confort.

He still understands the danger where they are in.The divine caster concentrates and a giant rune appears on the ground giving everyone around 15 ft him a sort of empowerment for battle. Bless:+1 status to attack

And he shoots at green shark.

composite long bow + bless: 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 7 + 1 = 271d8 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 + 1 = 5

He feels better after this. (Curse delayed for one round)

https://2e.aonprd.com/Spells.aspx?ID=748

It's a three way tie. So Eddie, Tristan and Ulvard get a Hero Point each.

Gedun gifts you a a set of doubling rings. One ring is wooden, the other metal.

After finally getting your hands on the naughty wisps, and with new friends in tow, your group, Taiwalei, and Selan begin to head back to a lodge of their choosing. However, as they arrive at a t-intersection, the planar fabric rips and elemental energy begins to pour in.

Three things happen at once. From the sky, water begins to pour down into the intersection, creating an ankle-deep pool in its center. Though clear enough to see, the currents push Taiwalei back and away and separate him from the rest of the group. As Selan turns back with the intention to help, a wall of swirling red flame erupts, stopping her in her tracks. The other two are trapped with her. As the fire burn away a patch of foliage it touched, the bark peels away to expose a metal core, as if someone used the wood of the tree as a mold for a metal sculpture.

Shadows dart in the water below. A back fin breaches the surface, then goes under again. That’s definitely a shark! Taiwalei calls out. I don’t think it’s one I’ve seen before though, so be careful!

Initiatives:
[dice=Voron Keyphyra (Detect Magic)]1d20 + 11 + 2
[dice=Ulvard (seek)]1d20 + 7 + 2
[dice=Magima (Seek)]1d20 + 3 + 2
[dice=Eldryon (Investigate)]1d20 + 7 + 2
[dice=Tristan (scout)]1d20 + 5
[dice=Eddie (Search)]1d20 + 12 + 2

[dice=Red]1d20 + 8
[dice=blue]1d20 + 6
[dice=green]1d20 + 7

[dice=cyan]d20+6
[dice=yellow]d20+6

Bold gets to go
Eddie
Ulvard
Voron
Eldryon
Blue
Cyan
Tristan
Red
Green
Yellow
Magima

:reaction: Call to arm.

"Oh no, it is coming!"

A wave of red energy explode from Tristan. It touches the rest of the group, giving them addition stamina and reation. (Everyone except Tristan receive +2 status to their init roll and a +1 temp hp.)

Until he strikes, Tristan has -2 to ac and saving throws.

Sure. Why not? Gerdun says as they look towards their partner. Yeyacha just nods.

I’m what they call a planar scion, I believe, around these parts. A mix of metal and some humanoid in essence, literally - a Talos. Yeyacha here is an authentic wood genie head to roots, a Kizidhar. Now, do pardon me turning the question back but what are you too? I’ve never seen people like some of you before.

I have two Hero Points to hand out. Please vote, within spoilers, of who you think should get them, excluding yourselves

"Unless i receive the proof otherwise, i am Ysoki, a ratfolk if you prefer. says Tristan, oblivious of his infernal heritage.

Did he says they were thieves? Better to no ask more questions.

"Yes, Pathfinders. We are an organization of adventurers that work together to explore the wonders of the world and publish our findings. We are the owner of the labyrinth where we are now."

Tristan makes a bow.

"I forgot to present myself. I am Tristan the Giver. I follow Erastil."

"You! Tristan scolds the fire wisp."Apologize! don't you know how much you have hurt this person? You need to respect your elders!"

diplomacy: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18

Tristan just grips his bow. Everyone seems to do their things very well.

As Tistan starts to lose his feat, a giant golden projection of three headed six armed being appear behind him. It punches the air creating a counter force that push tristan toward the ground.

What just happen? says Tristan confused.

He doesn't ask any more question and continues
his track.

survival: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18

athletics: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10

Tristan can't resist and looks up!

Ulvard breaks the surface with shield in hand.

"Ulvard has giant flying disc!" he announces. As he comes to land, he inspects the shied further. "With arm and hand holds!.

He tries to frisbee the shield to Tristan "Catch!"

Tristan drops his bow and reflex: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13and attempts to catch the shield. For an instant, Ulvard can see an image of a six armed and three heads being.

His hands slip while trying to catch the shield.

Ulvard breaks the surface with shield in hand.

"Ulvard has giant flying disc!" he announces. As he comes to land, he inspects the shied further. "With arm and hand holds!.

He tries to frisbee the shield to Tristan "Catch!"

Tristan drops his bow and reflex: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9and attempts to catch the shield. For an instant, Ulvard can see an image of a six armed and three heads being.

Tristan observes calmely this event.He takes his times to carve this image into his memory.

Tristan stays silent as he walks with the rest of the group.

That gonna a little complicated to find those wisps inside the maze. But like Erastil says. "Every part of a family is important!"

médecine: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11

"You poor person, let's me see your wounds."

Tristan just wait

deadly dice: 1d10 ⇒ 8

composite longbow Red: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 261d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
composite longbow Red: 1d20 + 7 - 5 ⇒ (3) + 7 - 5 = 51d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Tristan continues to shoot red.
Distracted, he doesn't notice the wisp of magic that goes straight at Ulvard. Guidance He can feels a burst of energy!

Something inside Tristan stir when he sees the bandits, but he puts a stop to it immediatly.

Not now.

He moves in front of Ulvard and shoot 2 arrows at green.

composite longbow: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 141d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

composite longbow: 1d20 + 7 - 5 ⇒ (9) + 7 - 5 = 111d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

"Magima, are you coming?"says Tristan as he follow the others.

Tristan moves with the others.

Tristan draws out a very good quality composite longbow with the words "I am Tom's bow chiselled in it.

He scouts from afar. perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10

"Oh, I'll guide us. Follow me!" The small fungus rushes ahead at a speed most Elves move, not slowing the slightest for tall grasses and overgrown bushes. The stop briefly, a small toad stool sprouts from their arm and whispers some advice. Familiar. Guidance spell.

Being a scout, Tristan is helping Eddie, recalling his Pathfinder courses on the maze.

Pathfinder lore for aid: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18

Nearly all of you succeed although Magima's 'meow' could be counted as a distraction assuming the Waterfall is a cat lover. Still, Once out of the situation, Taiwalei sighs in relief and thanks you for rescuing him from the scrutiny.

When you and Taiwalei arrive at the portal, four dozen agents step through from the sailing lodge, the Grinning Pixie, with an incredible amount of luggage and crates. While you wait for the crowd to pass, Taiwalei takes the brief waiting time to formally introduce himself and learn your names.

Taiwalei of the Eastern Okaiyo Ocean, pleasure to meet you all. The charming seafaring venture-captain gives a slight bow. I leave myself in your care! So, who are you all? What’ve have you done lately? Fola must be really impressed with your work to ask you to be my guides!

"I am not so much. I am Tristan the Giver from the Greenhall Abbey in Nirmathas. At least, that where i was raised before it has been attacked by bandits and escaped with my life.

When i returned with the holy relic, i was too late to save them.

Since then, i wander the Inner Sea. I realized soon that my simple presence was facilitating conflicts. You can understand what a follower of Erastil must feel when he realized to have this sort of curse.

Tristan has a wry smile. Someone was testing my faith and i was sure it wasn't Erastil.

I joined the Society because of the pay and for my thirst for understanding what going on. I learned that I was an Oracle. One of the few who channel divine power itself without having a relationship with a deity or a powerful figure. The reason, i still don't know why. The divine way is impenetrable. But, i see my presence as a sign that a battle will occur and not that i am the sparking fuse.

Yes, happy to see you again. We are a long way from arcadia says Tristan.

I give my hero point to Ulvard!.

1 glyph.

I have done them all but Tristan has done 4-13.

pfs lore society: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20
pfs lors arcade: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17

Tristan recalls the training of the society. He didn't know why he has this curse. What error the brothers in the abbey thought! Still, he can still feels a part of Erastil's power inside him.

An Ysoki with an silky brown gold fur listens to the conversation and the presentations. Wearing a monk robe, he doesn't say much fiddling with his religious symbol of Erastil. Those who looks into his grey eyes will notice a glance of sadness perhaps the result of an event that affected him. On his back, there is two type of bow a short one and a long one. The long one seems to have been made with expert hands.

After Fola's request, Tristan breaks a smile." Erastil told us that in a big family it is normal that the elders ask their their younger siblings for tasks. Their years of experience gives them the wisdom to decide what is the best for the family. But one must remember that siblings can also refuse. That is also what has been part of a family."

After a moment of silence, he adds with a mischievous tone.
"Lucky for you, we are employees here. I am Tristan the giver from the destroyed abbye Greenwall in Nirmathas."

Seeing the little mushroom cap, he realizes something. " I know those mushrooms eveywhere! You are from the Fangwood Forest!"

Please add your details in the following format
1) Player name:Gayel Nord
2) Character name: Tristan the Giver
3) PFS#-Character#:43907-2016
4) Character Class & Level: Oracle (battle) 2
5) Faction: Verdant wheel
6) Regular or slow speed for chronicle?: Regular
7) Ancestry and Background: Ratfolk and Acolyte
8) Using a Replay Point?:no
9) Initiative and Perception: +4
10) Anything else I should know?: I have gmed this in Gencon