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Got it, thank you!

No need to go out of your way, Tugo can buy a scroll of Remove Disease, I just didn't want to if I could help it (they're not cheap). I'm not sure what exactly "[offering your] shirt reroll" entails, but if you only get so many as a GM or whatever, don't worry about it.

Tugo is elated at being returned to his original state. He thanks everyone for a wonderful journey and Amenopheus for his help. He bids them adieu and rides back to Eto...feeling a bit ill.

Fort: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 1 = 141d20 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 21d20 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

So for the record, my fort saves are: 18, 5, 6, 11, 14, 2, 7

Fort Saves: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 1 = 181d20 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 51d20 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 61d20 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 1 = 11

"I wonder," he says to the Ruby Sage and Amenopheus, "I wonder if you could help me with this crippling curse...I see ancient Osirion superimposed over the here and now." He holds his hand up to block, in vain, the repulsive events which transpired in the room they stand.

"I think it's only polite to introduce ourselves, Mazon, maybe the deceased knows how to lift our curses..." Tugo is really rather single-minded at the moment.

Tugo asks Mazon, "Do you think any of them might help with my afflictions? Or Belvica's?" He refers to the hallucinations, as well as the cursed items.

Entering the secret door Tugo's vision is accosted by an embalming ceremony. Wincing and closing his eyes, he asks, "What's everyone gasping at?"

Tugo simmers down as his comrades read the room. Was killing the emerald guy the cure for Tugo's visions, by any chance?

Perception (Tugo; Lotti): 1d20 ⇒ 181d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9
Knowledge (Tugo; Lotti): 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 1 = 121d20 - 4 ⇒ (12) - 4 = 8

As he and his alce approach the room, Tugo draws his crossbow, bolt set, and readies a guidance spell on his mount as he warns his comrades, "It sounds like something's trying to come up the fountain...be prepared."

Position on the map his assuming the door is open; if it's not, he's one square inside the doors.

Tugo recalls the dog and takes a minute to bring Lotti back. He casts a spell in Halfling, and a golden thread swims vigorously from his symbol to hers. Her cuts and gashes close up entirely, but identical ones open on the young Halfling.

He winces and grunts in pain, and pretty much falls onto his mount. He manages to pull himself up and ride her properly. "It sounds like something's the matter with our watery friend to the north." Tugo says, returning to his despondent state since, as the excitement of the battle has passed, the hallucinations have become more noticeable. Lotti trots north.

So wait, is combat over?

Tugo casts Guidance the summoned dog, and commands it to attack the zombie next to Mazon. Tugo then puts away his spear in preparation for another course of action.

Bite (Dog): 1d20 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 2 + 1 = 18 Damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Tugo, seeing that his spear is having no effect, chooses instead to summon a dog to give Belvica the same edge he'd been giving her. He takes out a small candle with a tiny bag around it's base and tosses it in front of him, saying the necessary words in Halfling. The symbol on his forehead begins to glow.

Summon Monster I

Tugo circles around the creature and distracts it from behind Flank.

Aid Another, Inspire Courage, Flank: 1d20 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 1 + 2 = 17

Celestial, but do they count as magic? I didn't think they'd be any different from my Eidolon.

Tugo lends feeble aid with a mightless thrust into the apparition with his cold-iron spear.

Attack: 1d20 + 0 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 0 + 1 = 13 Damage: 1d6 - 1 ⇒ (3) - 1 = 2

This is so exciting!

Feeling Lotti dying on the ground, Tugo dismisses her, seeing that she'll not have any effect on their current enemies.

Tugo then moves carefully toward the sound of Belvica's voice, cold-iron spear drawn, bumping into Ser Willem on the way.

Tugo casted Mage Armor on Lotti. Same as he wanted to before.

2 x FORT Save (Lotti): 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 111d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

So I'm a little confused, has Lotti taken six, or ten points of damage? The answer will certainly effect my actions...PS: if you'd roll them, I'd be grateful, but also I can roll them if you prefer.

Sorry for the delay, I'm in another game that's going ridiculously fast...might have to drop it.

The bard's song snaps Tugo and his steed out of the trance. He then speaks in Halfling to Lotti, flash of light.

Lotti bounds around outside of the new (thin border) creature's reach, flanking it, and attacks it with beak and talon.

Attack (Bite; Claw 1; Claw 2) Flanking: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 171d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 61d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11

Damage (Bite; Claw 1; Claw 2): 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 51d4 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 71d4 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

"Oh dear," Tugo says, leaning on his spear. Lotti turns and screeches at the apparition.

Initiative: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20
Will (Tugo; Lotti): 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 51d20 ⇒ 3 Mega Fail. Below you'll find what Tugo wants to do, but probably won't.

Tugo speaks a few words in halfling while touching Lotti, and a golden flash of light surrounds her, and disappears immediately. He then bids her to attack the apparition. The alce griffon bounds forward, over the table, and bites and claws the new arrival.

Attack (Bite, Claw, Claw): 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 41d20 + 3 ⇒ (14) + 3 = 171d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19
Damage (Bite, Claw, Claw): 1d6 ⇒ 21d4 ⇒ 41d4 ⇒ 4

"I'd like to know how to lift this bloody curse--pardon my language--but that's just me, I'm sure we'd all like to know about the disembodied voices and/or why you can't take the stones out of the room." Tugo drops his head when he's finished, feeling as though he's made the dilemma worse, not better.

Tugo bade Lotti lead him to the new people. Once he could see them, he said, "Your stories are all well and good, and your people seem to love you which is a second banner of your worth. But if you really want to prove to everyone here that you're worth helping, and that you're ready to be a chieftan, help us get to the bottom of the restlessness these spirits suffer from. If nothing else it'll make the search for your weapon considerably easier."

No diplomacy roll, just a take-it-or-leave-it offer.

Hearing the direction change from deceit to aggression, and now to diplomacy, Tugo decides to help with the diplomatic efforts. "Yes, please forgive us, this place has...taken its toll on us." He pulls his sleeve back to show the darkness that still effects him if it's still there.

Aid Another (Diplomacy): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18

Tugo sighs at his bluff being all for naught as his comrades give away their intentions freely. That being said he stands weakly by his wayward fellow Pathfinder.

Initiative: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (20) + 3 = 23

"Hm," Tugo chuckles, "You don't know? We're the clean-up crew. Our colleagues have come and gone with the sage jewels. I'm sure you can catch them up if you hurry."

Bluff: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18

Tugo chuckles, "Heh, great," taking out his spear, he continues, "Lotti and I will do what we can." Suddenly the griffon rears up and drops Tugo gingerly to the floor behind her, she then turns and screeches at his face. "Well I don't want you going in alone!" She then chirps, and he replies, "Fine, I'll walk behind you and support you from the sidelines as best I can if it comes to that." He uses his spear as a cane to stand up, and then leans on it, awaiting a decision on a course of action from his comrades.

Lotti begins to circle the table more on her own than at Tugo's behest, each analyzing the body in the southwest chair.

Perception (Lotti; Tugo): 1d20 ⇒ 131d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15

Lotti follows Badriyah further in and Tugo squints in the direction that Mazon mentioned held the rubies. "I can't...make them out." He bids Lotti closer.

Squinting past the illusions, Tugo sits up and tries to shake off the emotional toll the encounter with the haunt took. He has Lotti follow Badriyah, but mostly lets the alce griffon lead, as he doesn't trust his eyes.

Is Tugo still seeing things? And how affected his he thereby? And is there any way to get rid of it?

I posted before I saw Badriyah's post...

Lizelotti, seeing what the alchemist is up to, backs away, rider in tow.

With the visions of the past still playing about in his head, Tugo says uneasily, "My father said...history teaches us...what we need to overcome it." He flinches at the sight of a fire-eater who isn't there, but continues "Perhaps the spirits...fear the return...of whatever brought on...the fall."

With assurance that the attack is finished, and with the knowledge that deciphering ancient languages are not his strong suit, Tugo re-summons Lotti as he feels she would be able to get him around better than he could.

"Does anyone else still see the visions?" Tugo asks reentering the now calmer room, hands forward so as not to run into anything real.

will: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3 +2 more if it's a fear effect

Tugo dismisses Lizelotti for fear she might get hurt in a fight with an enemy she can't easily hurt. And seeing his own futility, tries to escape the onslaught with the help of Ser Willem.

"The man who sold me this longspear told me it would work against the undead, but I've never seen or heard of spirits like these before." He thrusts the spear into the cloud of ghosts.

Longspear, Cold Iron: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (10) - 1 = 9
Damage: 1d6 - 1 ⇒ (4) - 1 = 3

Sorry for the delay, I got Hero Lab for my birthday...I've been distracted...
Tugo draws his cold iron longspear and stabs into his incorporeal assailants. Attack: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (3) - 1 = 2Damage: 1d6 - 1 ⇒ (4) - 1 = 3

Lotti cries out in fear, feeling useless against such an enemy.

"You weren't to know, fair Witch." Tugo answers before being flooded by a rush of spirits...
Initiative: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

"Statue?" He says surprised, he looks at the obelisk, dismounts, kneels and says, "Good day, what may we call you?"

Lotti trots up to the gap and gazes in, Tugo crawls up her back to do the same.

More Focused Perception (Lotti; Tugo): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 111d20 ⇒ 3

"I haven't the foggiest."

Perception 1 (Tugo; Lotti): 1d20 ⇒ 151d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10
Perception 2 (Tugo; Lotti): 1d20 ⇒ 101d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

Tugo feeling drained and weakened suddenly after wearing the belt makes an educated guess that this belt is in fact the source of the feeling and, deciding he rather doesn't like that feeling, removes the belt post-haste. Throwing it on the ground he says, "Nobody touch the belt, it's not quite what we thought it was."

Tugo and Lotti look around the great hall, and Tugo notices something in the chasm, "Don't look now everyone, but the chasm is glowing."

Yeah, it's kinda lame, summoners are supposed to have read and studied books and/or been trained by those who have in order to gain their power, yet they only get 2+Int skills/lvl, and none of their abilities are based on Int, so it doesn't behoove them to waste points getting high Int scores. And with only 3 skill points I wasn't going to waste one on K Planes. One of the few SMH rules in Pathfinder that I've found so far.

Tugo says to Mazon and Badriyah, "If Badriyah doesn't want the belt, I'll take it."

Then, relieved to be leaving the headache the fountain room afforded--if only temporarily--follows Willem to the double doors.

"A water elemental!?" Tugo exclaims, "wow, what a wonder!" He walks closer to the fountain. "Does that mean she's a construct? A being of magic? The last time I met something alive that wouldn't ordinarily be, it was put there to guard some secrets. Perhaps these items belonged to someone and they summoned her here to guard them. Or perhaps that passage that Tenaka found? In any case, lets not do anything quick or out of sight of our new friend. If she opposes any action lets give her time to make that clear before we take such action." He ends his ramble looking at Mazon as she gestures toward the items in the font.

I'm assuming that top one is supposed to say "#1" instead of "#3"?

Tugo is mesmerized by the show of life from this water. He unfortunately has no idea what the figure said however, so he dismounts from Lotti and bows humbly saying, "I'm afraid I can't understand you. You wouldn't perhaps know Taldane...

Tugo hears Mazon and says to Badriyah, "Mazon's asking for us in the north room, shall we?"

The griffon and her rider keep their eyes peeled as they enter the north room.

Perception (Lotti; Tugo): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 221d20 ⇒ 20
Heal: 1d20 ⇒ 11
K (Rel): 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Tugo has no idea what he can or should do at this point, so he waits, crossbow at the ready.

Tugo never did spend a lot of time on the other aspects of his magical studies, and regrets it now. He raises his crossbow, wary of ash that moves on its own.

Tugo, seeing Badriyah and Tenaka at the eastern door joins them, awaiting its opening.