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"Well, let's hope that we don't have to face this spirit," Vandra said quietly as he moved to the door with the goblin 'art'. "So, anybody want to examine the goblin artistic abilities?"

Following along with the others, Vandra looked around in distracted interest. "What kind of spirit is it?" he asked their goblin companion.

Vandra moved off to the side, inspecting the small acid burns along his arm. 'Why...why won't it heal?' he thought as he looked over at the others. His mother was sitting down next to Helgarr, cleaning her glaive, and his shook his head at her glance before covering his arm in his sleeve. 'I can't let them know, there's no telling what happened when I died.'

Trying to hide the fact that I'm wounded and that your spells and channel energy isn't working.

As Cleo once more sent out waves of healing energy, Vandra was scared, bordering on terrified, as he felt nothing. Nothing, not a single scratch, was affected by her powers. As Jeaux gave him a worried look, Vandra just shook his head and tried to hide it. "So, uh, w-where to now?" he asked nervously. "That fight took a lot out of us, we should probably rest up or something." 'Not to mention I need to figure out what's wrong with me... And why am I so hungry...'

As Vandra readied an attack against the statue to hopefully get rid of the last eye, he felt a wave of energy flow through his body. Expecting to see his wounds healed, he was momentarily stunned as nothing happened. Looking between his body and Cleo, he decided to put that mystery off for the moment before firing another bolt.

Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 6

Unfortunately, the shock of the energy not affecting him threw him off more than he thought as the bolt impacted the wall behind the statue.

Jeaux, feeling invigorated, swung her glaive with the passion of an angry mother.

Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20
Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 7

As the others concentrated on getting the child separated from the statue, Vandra kept his eyes on the...eyes of the statue. Unfortunately, not completely used to the ranged weapon, combined with the small size of the ruby eyes, caused the bolt to go wide and dig into the wall behind the thing.

Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16
Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Getting close to the statue, Jeaux used the length of her glaive to reach up and slash at the face of the statue, digging a chunk out of the cheek.

Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12

Growling in frustration at the way things were going, Vandra took a quick step back and raised his crossbow. "Helgarr's right, we need to destroy that statue, it's healing and powering up that damned kid, not to mention screwing with us!" he yelled out as he took aim and fired.

Seeing the bolt bounce off of the stone statue, and trusting her son's words, Jeaux moved into position to attack as soon as she got her muscles back under full control.

Vandra takes a 5ft step away from the kid and attacks the statue. Jeaux moves closer to the statue to attack next round.

K.Arcane: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (11) + 10 = 21
K.Religion: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (16) + 9 = 25
Do I know anything about this thing?

Seeing their attacks not having much of an effect on the child, Vandra took a moment to mentally go through the various books he's read to see if he could recall anything like it. As he did that, he looked around at Helgarr, Cleo, and Maria. Raising his hands in the air and moving them in increasingly quick movements, a flash of light surrounded them as they found their movements augmented.

Haste on those three for three rounds.

Jeaux, shuddering as the acidic blood fell upon them, nonetheless maintained her vigil next to her son.

My post will have to wait for a bit. When Myth Weavers went down last week, turns out I lost a lot of my info on my characters, including Vandra. All my info is before we hit 3rd level, so I'm gonna have to go back and redo EVERYTHING. In related news, I'm making a pdf copy of what character sheets I have in case this happens again.

Melee Touch: 1d20 + 0 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 0 + 2 = 10
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 2 negative energy damage, plus 1 Str damage if fails a DC15 Fort save

Feeling an odd sensation coming over his mind, Vandra forgoes his crossbow and walks into melee range of the strange child, ignoring his mother's silent protests. Reaching out his hand, covered in eerie blue energy, Vandra attempted to touch the creature.

Sorry, realized I didn't say here, but after going to see the doctor for the first time in 10 or so years, I was put on some new medication. For the most part I'm fine with it, but it tends to sap my energy to do pretty much anything. Even reading tends to be eh.

Also, I grew up on horror movies, so this is awesome.

Cursing the very air blue at the halfling's naivety, Vandra ran forward and grabbed her arm, shivering at the thing's grin. "Cleo, get away from this thing! It's far beyond our help now, unless you wanna feed it!" Tugging on her arm to get her to move, he kept staring at the half-human/half-goblin thing.

Nodding his head in agreement to Ali, Vandra readied his crossbow.

I play a goblin in a couple games and I love bringing stuff like that up.

"But...why are they in cages?" Vandra asked, almostly clincally as he walked closer to one of the occupied cages.

Readying his crossbow, and Jeaux with her glaive in hand, Vandra was ready to face the monster in the dark.

"Probably a good idea," Vandra said, puzzling over the foreign script on the papers. Carefully putting them away, he made his way over to the small woman. "I think I found something Ameiko needs to see. It's a bunch of papers written in Tien, might be about her brother."

As various bedrooms were discovered, Vandra and Jeaux walked into the dusty yet organized room. Spotting the papers and potentially valuable stone, he pocketed the obsidian and leafed through the papers, trying to discover their contents.

As Aggah argued with Cleo over the merits of eating a dead companion, Vandra gave the body a quizzical look. It wasn't that he agreed with the thing, though from a purely practical view it did make sense, but something about the corpse lying there drew his fascination. Shaking his head, he watched as Helgarr started stripping it of valuables. "Y-Yeah, let's make sure nothing's gonna jump us from behind. This place has already cost us too much."

"Hey, Maria," Vandra called, motioning the young girl over. Holding out his hand with the strange link, he asked, "What do you think, part of someone's armor? Doesn't seem to really be damaged, but it came from somewhere."

"Seems someone was in a hurry to leave," Vandra said, looking at the blocked door. His eyes narrowed in concentration, he examined the room for any clue as to the occupants direction.

Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19

One of my New Year's resolutions was to be better at posting here. As for adding someone else, I think we should continue on as is for the moment and see if we do need someone to shore up a weak spot. Only thing I can think of that would be useful would be a good ranged damage dealer. I'm gonna be developing into more of a buff, though I do have a crossbow. Maria, I believe, is more of a melee rogue who has a bow for back-up, while Helgarr and Cleo are more melee-oriented as well.

Feeling strangely calm, and his body both strangely not the same yet better than before, Vandra moved up to the three women. "What do you hear, Helgarr? Is someone in there?" he asked quietly.

"I don't like this," Vandra said quietly as he watched the little halfling all but disappear from sight as she moved down the hallway. "With everything that's happened, I don't want us splitting up."

As Vandra slowly stood up, still feeling the effects of his near-death experience and Jeaux clinging to his side protectively, he looked around at the others before landing on Furnok's body. "I'm sorry, my friend," he whispered with a clenched fist. Giving a shuddering breath, he said, "We need to find the person behind these attacks quickly. We can't let them take any more lives." The image of the strange skeletal figure from his vision came to the forefront of his mind and Jeaux gave him a worried look. "I think...I think there's something more going on here, something truely evil..."

A soft groan escaped cold lips as Vandra gave small twitches and jerks. Slowly opening up eyes never thought to open again, he blinked and looked up into his mother's tear-covered face. Jeaux, distraught over her son's apparent death, took a moment to notice his awakening. As her own eyes opened to look down into his, all of time seemed to stop for the both. Before Vandra could say anything, Jeaux gave a shriek before holding his head tightly to her chest.

"M-mom, w-w-wha?" he managed to get out as he pulled his head from her grip. Memories of the strange vision he experienced while unconscious ran through his head and he emptied out his stomach, strange greenish fluid mixed in with other bits and pieces. "What happened? I-I remember being a-attacked, b-but what...?"

Sucks to see him leave. He was a good character and player.

As for me, Fox and I have a thing going, it'll be explained a bit when the battle is over.

So, Furnok, how does it feel to be mostly dead?

"NO, GET AWAY! GET AWAY! GETAWAYGETAWAYGETAWAY!!!" Vandra yelled as the strange skeleton tried to reach for him. When the boat tipped over and spilled him into the fire below, he gave one more terrified scream before it all went blissfully black.

Yeah, it was Shayliss. Couldn't remember the name lol

Vandra watched in stunned horror the destruction of his village. The cultists' laughter as they slaughtered everyone he knew froze the blood in his veins. "No no no nononono..." he muttered, unconsciously falling to his knees. His eyes wide, hands gripping the side, he started searching for his home. Finding the crooked weather vane he always promised to fix, he was just in time to hear the high-pitched scream as a blade cut into him mother's chest. Unable to block sight nor sound, he caught his own cry of despair and agony. Finally collapsing into a ball, all he could whisper were apologies.

As he readied himself to try and save Furnok, the wound from early suddenly overtook him. As pain suffused his entire being, Vandra barely heard his mother's shriek as he bonelessly collapsed onto the ground. Before consciousness fully left him, his last thoughts, strangely enough, were on the woman in Sandpoint that seemed to care so much when he fell ill. He should have spent more time with her, time he'd never get now...

Attack: 1d20 + 3 - 4 ⇒ (5) + 3 - 4 = 4
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 1

Getting back from the tentacle monster, Vandra let loose with a crossbow bolt while his mom moved in front of him with her glaive at the ready.

Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19
Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

Jeaux readies an action to attack the thing if it goes after Vandra

Sorry, meant to post yesterday but had to help work on making my broke car not broke. Also, forgot about the enlarge person on me.

"This thing can get in your mind!" Vandra said woozily, really not feeling up to snuff at the moment. "Don't let it grab a hold of you, it seems to sap your strength." Staggering into a standing position, he took a few steps back and drew his crossbow.

Sorry for not posting, threw my back out sipping in the shower and put me out all weekend. Also, took a look at the Con damage I took and it was 4 not 2, so it would of been 9/15 - 12 = -3/3 if it's just the penalty times level.

Constitution: Damage to your Constitution score causes you to take penalties on your Fortitude saving throws.

In addition, multiply your total Hit Dice by this penalty and subtract that amount from your current and total hit points. Lost hit points are restored when the damage to your Constitution is healed.

Right from the latest edition of the Core Rulebook, nothing about 1hp per 2 damage. Unless you're gonna GM-fiat it, which I'm totally cool with as otherwise I'm dead.

Gotta see if I got this right. Current/Total HP is 15 (was lucky in the last fight). I took 6 damage from the initial attack, leaving me with 9 hp. I then took 4 Con damage. According to Da Rulez!, I multiply that 4 by my current level, which totals to 12, and subtract it from my current/total hp. That puts me at -3/3. Am I dead?

Detect Magic Spellcraft: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (5) + 13 = 18

Seeing the blue glow coming from the small bow, Vandra kneeled beside it and concentrated on the magics contained within the weapon.

With Maria off doing sneaky things, Vandra decided to follow Furnok through the unfortunately barren loot room. "Think this might lead to real treasure?"

"Um, what?" Vandra asked nobody in particular as Maria started running around screaming her head off. As though that amount of noise was what they needed at the moment. As Cleo's spell calmed her down for the moment and she went to try to unlock the loot room door, he asked her, "So, uh, what did you see? Were naked goblins really that terrifying?"

"Loot room seems to be empty," Vandra said with a shrug. "At least I don't hear anything on the other side."

Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15

Seeing Maria wander over to the door Aggah labeled the 'sex room', Jeaux was quick to pull her back, shaking her furry head.

Vandra, meanwhile, stowed the wand into his pack and walked over to the loot room door and put an ear against it.

Don't really need any of the weapons, and Jeaux already has a set of Masterwork Studded Leather. Will try to identify the wand.

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (11) + 13 = 24

As people started to dive into the equipment left by the dead goblins, Vandra took a look at the wand, hoping to find a good use for it.

As the others celebrated the end of the fight, Vandra moved forward and examined the sword that was radiating magic.

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (15) + 13 = 28

Sorry, I could have sworn I posted. Really, Paizo has been eating posts like crazy for me.

Moving forward in time to see the red cloaked goblin disappear, Vandra quickly cast a spell, his eyes looking for any trace of magic.

Cast Detect Magic to try to find the goblin.

Jeaux followed her son forward, glaive at the ready.

Mmkay, I'll be serious here. I have absolutely no idea what to do. Drawing a complete blank. Never played a character that was full support before.

As the battle started, Vandra sighed in acceptance before quickly weaving his hands through the air. Finishing with a non-sensical word, his body shimmered briefly.

Cast Mage Armor on me, AC 16 now.

Is the goblin near Jeaux a good gobbie or bad gobbie?

Vandra looked at Furnok askance. "Apple cider, really? That was the best you could come up with?" he whispered furiously. Thinking quickly, he tried to figure out which spell he should cast first to help them with this mess.

Making a mental note to keep away from the food storage room, no telling what these things call edible, Vandra followed close behind Furnok.

Have a spooky birthday, Fox!

Giving a quiet thanks to Maria after successfully crossing the rope bridge, Vandra took a moment to look around. "How long do you think we have before we get swarmed by those beasts goblins?" he asked.